More Than A Mom Novels & Stories

"You made your choice. I made mine." "You can't be serious. This is—this is incest or something!" "Hardly. You're not his biological son. There's no blood relation between us whatsoever." I smiled sweetly. "Which makes this perfectly acceptable. Unconventional, perhaps. But perfectly legal." Caleb looked like he might vomit. "So," I continued, "as I was saying. You should call me Mom. Or Mother, if you prefer something more formal. I'm not picky." "I will never call you that." His voice shook with rage. "Never. Do you hear me? You're nothing. A nobody from a worthless pack. You think marrying my father changes anything?"

She looked up at me, confused, suddenly interested in the conversation. “For a person to be a mommy, she must marry a daddy and then they have a beautiful baby. Like you, Hayley. Your mommy and daddy had you. But I’m only your nanny, the one who takes care of you. A mommy must be someone who the daddy loves a lot, so that they get married.”

Despite her years on earth, Mom lost all reason and turned against me, her daughter, for a man. “You’ll be sorry if anything happens to Bryan!” She cocked her head back and yelled at me. I could barely recognize Mom with the menacing look on her face. “Mom! Are you sure he loves you? Why did he hit on me then?” I yelled back, finding it hard to breathe. “You’re just jealous that I stole your crush. You’re young. Time is on your side to find someone new, but it’s not often I get to find love again.” Mom held Bryan in her arms, her heart going out to him.

Her being intimidated earlier was now gone, making her realize that his parents were warm, nice, and kind people. "Welcome to the family, hija. We've been looking forward to meeting you since Ira told us about your intimate wedding in Japan." "Thank you, ma'am," Chloe politely denoted. "Call me Mommy from now on," Helena assured her and added, "your mom-in-law wants to have a solid bond with you, sweetheart. I hope you don't mind." Shaking her head, she said, "None at all, M-mommy." "Anyway, congratulations to the new momma! I am excited to see your baby bump swelling gorgeously."

She pleaded. Mrs. Carmichael got up to her feet with a sigh. "Don't apologize to me Kaitlyn" she began, approaching the exit. "I already sold the company, apologize to your new boss" she added and immediately stepped out of the office before Kaitlyn could get another word in. "What?" her eyebrows snapped together. The last thing she expected Mrs. Carmichael to say was that she had sold the company. Kaitlyn slowly approached the door leading to the CEO's office, still in shock and she knocked. Almost immediately, a male voice telling her to come in followed and she stepped into the office.

Even Grace seemed like she didn’t want to leave the place after our quick forty minute visit. “This way if you’re father and I are at work and you want some time to yourself this is a great back up plan.” My mother says for the second time. “Being a single mom is hard work.” She adds and I cock my head. “But, I’m not a single mom.” I tell her, struggling to keep the suspicion out of my voice.

My fiancee, Natalie Crenshaw, has always had a phenomenal memory. She never forgets a thing. Yet, when I propose, she forgets to hold out her hand for the diamond ring. When we go to get our marriage certificate, she forgets to bring her identification papers. And on our wedding day, she forgets she's supposed to be there altogether. Why? Because she's busy saving her childhood sweetheart's wedding next door—by stepping in as the bride herself. Seeing all this, Mom suffers a heart attack. I beg Natalie to go to the hospital and explain things, but she simply links her arm with Erik Cuoco's mother, sweetly calling her "Mom", and claims that I'm nothing more than a pursuer who doesn't kn

But Britt had been a needy drama queen and he didn't necessarily miss her, although the sex had been fun. "Sorry, Craig." Again, Mom seemed sincere. "That has to be frustrating; I mean guys your age have a lot of..." She paused, and the sly smile was back. "Energy." "Right." He nodded, hoping it was left at that. "God knows it's been a few months for me too, but at least I have batteries." "Mom!" That was the last thing he needed, thinking of his mother masturbating. "Hey, I'm not just your mom, I'm a woman too." She said.

Mom sees him to the stairs and comes back to my room. “Mom,” I giggle as she sits and looks at me. “Oh, come on, I spent my teen years traveling everywhere, becoming a World Class Karate Champ. In fact, my last tournament was Nationals, where I won! So, share a normal teen experience with your mother,” Mom smiles. “We can’t stop kissing. It takes Shelby to stop me from mounting him,” I giggle, and Mom rolls her eyes a little. “You sure he is not your mate?” Mom asks.

“But mine has the superpower of lethal humiliation, and she’s not afraid to use it.” “Mom’s superpower is inappropriate matchmaking for her sons.” As soon as I said it, I wondered if I shouldn’t have. El’s head snapped to look at me, and her mouth dropped open just a touch.