Mom Bestfriend Novels & Stories

I gasped in shock. " Why is it impossible?" mom asked with a raised brow after calming down with the happiest expression ever on her place," I think it is perfect. My son just found his mate. All this time, his mate was with him, and he was unaware of that. I need to go and congratulate." my mom begins to leave when I stopped her. "Mom, but she is our cousin. A Petriokias." I reminded her, " There must be a mistake. He must be mistaken."

Eya agrees while shaking her head at Embry who is trying to shoo her away. “I would like that, don’t worry I’ll make time to visit before you go,” I reassure her before my mates succeed in making her leave us alone letting Mum turn her attention back to us. “Let’s have a look at you Alpha Raven,” Mum smiles while grabbing my hand pulling me in front of her then she begins to look me over. “I heard that you are friends with my mummo?” I question watching her nod with a very sweet smile. “You’re exquisite and far too good for my sons, Addy has been my best friend since we were children,” Mum answers while shaking her head at Osric and Embry, both blush when I feel through the bond they agree.

he spoke and it piqued my interest, I saw a ray of hope but didn’t seem excited much as my dreams could shatter any moment. “My mom and your mother were best friends, Dabria Bardot and Athena Ogre, they studied together since childhood. My mom is also locked in one of those cells and I work here as an undercover to free her.” he spoke and I started believing his words as he talked about my mom.

She says as her voice ascends into a soft squeal. “Mom, you went on vacation?! That’s amazing!” I almost scream into the phone. Becca and Ashley are Mom’s closest friends. They’re basically sisters from different misters at this point. They met shortly after Mom graduated from high school and all attended the same college. They’ve been inseparable ever since. They were at her wedding, my naming ceremony, all my birthdays and even my graduation. And mom has attended all these events for their kids as well. I hadn’t seen them since Dad’s funeral.

Mom wanted me to look presentable or looked best in front of her friend. I learned yesterday that the man my mother had imagined as my husband was actually the son of my best friend, Mrs. Amanda. According to my mother, Mrs. Amanda was lovely, talented and most important she was nice and a loveable person by heart, her eyes glisten whenever she talked about her, it was evident the two of them were very close.

It’s actually been a big help. Grey is hanging out with Freya, who’s her best friend. Yes, my youngest two siblings are best friends with Freya and her younger brother. Because we needed another complication in the whole Nathan-Freya situation. Mom and Dad wanted them out of the house so we could talk about the alpha position I should have taken seven years ago. The table’s been dead silent since dinner ended and the younger two left. I glance at my parents. They look tired—haggard, really. I know things haven’t been easy. With the war, wolves are leaning heavily on Mom’s gift as a tactician. She’s been working with the Supernatural Council around the clock to plan our next move.

Mom: A bottle of water. God bloody damnit. Pulling up my mother's contact I press call and wait a moment for it to all connect. "Hi, Mom. Can you-" "I'll put her on," she says with a happy sigh. I believe it's a happy sigh anyway. She's always had the patience of a saint and has always been a great Mom. A best friend to us all and everyone in the pack too.

My mom says she gave birth to her best friend, and we were definitely more like the best of friends than mother & daughter. She had busted her ass to get to where she is now and I always admired her hard work and determination....she was and simply is a beautiful & amazing lady. My mother is still a very attractive woman at age 37, but could easily pass for someone in their mid twenties and is always being mistaken for my sister. I snapped my head up hearing another couple of vehicles racing up the road as I stood leaning against the island inside the kitchen reminiscing.

this was a punch to my gut. I walked down the street, it was a busy day and I found myself walking to the familiar spots that Estelle and I loved. Memories from our marriage, how in love we were and how an ass I still was, but she handled me the best she always could. She kept me in check and pointed out when I was being an ass and that is what I miss too. Cris definitely got her mother's personality and, to top that off, she will be a brilliant journalist just like her mother was. I walked towards the little restaurant that also had tables and chairs outside, "Tristan!" Moreen sat at her usual spot and I went to her. I smiled for the first time since I got here. She stood up from her seat a

“Liv, you’re in love with him. You’ve never been able to control yourself where he’s concerned.” I looked at her, my throat tight. “You think I don’t know how wrong this is? You think I don’t feel like the worst mother in the world?” She leaned closer, her tone gentle but firm. “You’re not a bad mother. But you are a woman who’s gotten herself into the most dangerous mess possible. He’s your son’s best friend. He’s engaged, for crying out loud. And now someone knows.” I dropped my face into my hands again. “God, Maya. What do I do?”