Mom Daughter Literotica Novels & Stories

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She shifted her gaze to Lucas accusingly. Lucas shrugged. “Perhaps.” He said nonchalantly as striding to his father’s study table. He waved the hourglass that was on the table, pointed his finger at it. Irina understood the gesture. She turned to her mother whose feet as stick as if they were bolted into the floor, she took a step towards her. “Mama…” She started. “I was in this library called Last Hope and found an interesting book about blood.” “You gave me poisonous blood.” Lady Cotts sounded furious but it didn’t show as her red eyes went dim slowly.

If you are reading this I may no longer be in this world And that’s ok, even though I will miss you very much, you are the Best thing that ever happened to me And your father, you are My pride and joy, my moon And the world is lucky to Have you in it, you may question You a lot, and have fears of who You are, but know this, you Are my brave little star, I hope you find the love that Will make it worth living, which would Make you want to do everything for That person, and love passionately Like I loved your father, Your dad will explain it to you, When the time comes my love Mommy loves you, and will always Be with you, my brave little Luna. Love, mom. Freya starts crying as soon as he was s

“That's all she ever says when she comes in my mind. She says Lilith.” He pointed to an inscription in the picture that said Freya Wade, Luna of Red Moon. He gave a small smile, “That is my mother's name.” It didn't make any sense. It just didn't fit. “Then who is Lilith?” I asked softly, unable to tear my eyes from the picture. “My mother, like I told you before, was my biggest support. She was all we had, trying to take responsibility when my dad wasn't around and she did it gracefully. Everything was perfect until the day she found this book.”

We weren’t friends, but we weren’t enemies either. Margaret was wearing a chartreuse gown embroidered with lily pads. The Beta’s wife’s name is Lily. Margaret has striking features. Her skin is the color of a summer elk. Her hair falling around her face in large chestnut brown ringlets. She has almond shaped chocolate brown eyes. “All these girls talking like they never heard the Epic of Cordelia.” Margaret quietly and snarkily said. “Right? A slave mating to the Kingdom of the Moon is a death sentence.” I responded dryly.

Her clear tanned skin and soft brown hair, the way her brown eyes searched deep into my own, I’ve seen it all before, somewhere. “Hello” I finally spoke, stepping forward and holding out my hand for her, "I'm Zelena". ‐-------------------------------- Authors Note Finally the long awaited meeting of mother and daughter. What do you think will happen next? Will it be smooth sailing from here or are there more rough waters ahead

Here I am again, thanking you guys for reading the story and for being a part of this journey. Daughter of the Moon is a series because there are a lot of things that are unsaid. What happened to Ersa? What will happen to Ava and what is the deal with her vision and her precious daughter Nova? Can Ava really change the course of her Daughter's fate?

I quickly washed my hair in my peppermint shampoo and conditioner, then washed my body in a vanilla bean sugar scrub. Putting on some comfortable pajamas, I curled up in bed with my sketchbook. I looked over to the dresses then decided to pick out something. I closed my eyes, trying to remember my mothers’ face…Before I knew it, I had my mother staring back at me. I don’t remember many moments with my mother, but the ones I do, I cherish with all my heart.

I hit him on the chest with my elbow while everyone burst into laughter all over again. “That was not even the most weird one. The most weird one was during one of those times I read Juliet moonlit stories to help her sleep. I went out to do something within some minutes and when I came back, I found my daughter licking the mattress very passionately. It was gross back then. But saying it now, it is so funny.” My mom recounted and we all fell into another round of laughter.

She decided to use Literotica. On the kitchen laptop, she pulled up a steaming MILF story that she had read earlier and had given a five-star rating. Rather than closing out of the story as she normally would, she minimized it so it showed up in a tab at the bottom of the screen. James often checked his email on the laptop's larger screen when he got home from school, so she hoped the tab would pique his curiosity and he'd open the story to see the kinds of things his mother found arousing. In her mind, that would break down the barrier that kept him from approaching her.