More Than A Mom Novels & Stories

Mom said, and I immediately nodded at her. "Ma, even though my father is different from Darenn's, our family is very much complete because you're our Mom, a Super Mom, hahaha, because even though our fathers are not with us now, you're still able to make it up to us and love us, making us feel complete," I said to her while smiling. I saw Mom's lips tremble, and she cried. "Oh, my babies," Mom uttered as she firmly hugged me. Though her grip was choking me, it was okay because I was also happy.

I take three times longer, because of my hair, makeup and then I get distracted scrolling through I*******m. I follow him down the hallway. Mum has already left, she always goes in early to prepare the classroom. She's super dedicated to her job, often staying up late hours of the night decorating things for their activities and whatnot. She's a real kid person - when she lost the baby, which was one of the last connections we had to dad - I honestly think a part of her died. She had always said she wanted a big family but after they had the two of us, they tried and tried for another kid, but were unsuccessful. That's why when mum finally did fall pregnant, it was a pretty big deal, only to

Man, it's like clockwork – Mom's on her game already, and the day has barely started. Now, don't get me wrong, my mother, Victoria Blackwood, is an impressive force. A woman of refined elegance and strict principles, she runs our family like a well-oiled machine. As the matriarch of the Blackwood dynasty, she takes her role seriously, making sure I live up to the family's prestigious name. But sometimes, her unwavering pursuit of perfection makes me feel like I'm walking on eggshells around her.

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Why would she think it’s her fault. “He was right. I can’t look after myself so how could I have expected to look after a child. If I can’t even look after myself then how? How? I am a very bad mom. I lost my pup. How could I have been so stupid. I should have taken better care of myself. I should’ve done more. I should’ve drank more water. I should’ve slept on time. I should’ve sat down more. I should have listened to him.” I sat there crying silently as she spoke, watching her cry freely as she spoke, convincing herself she was wrong. She paused, suddenly throwing the duvet off her body, attempting to stand up.

“Come on, dear, before you give yourself an aneurysm.” “I’m not letting this fucker inside my house—” “Come along, dear,” Mom says to Thorton, ignoring Dad outright. “Would you care for a pot of tea? Maybe a soda?” “A glass of water would be great.” “Wait a damn minute!” Dad exclaims. Mom waves a hand dismissively. “You can wait, Lion. Calm down a bit before you join us, okay?” In moments like these, I remember how cool my mother can be. Dad may be a hard, cold, badass where the Mafia is concerned, but it takes one hell of a woman to tame him. Her name is Amara, my Mom.

I quickly send Daniel a message, ‘I’m so sorry, my mum’s been abducted by aliens and has been replaced by a dragon! Hopefully meeting Daniels mum goes better. Now I feel super nervous. If this is how my mum feels, then Daniel’s mum must feel the same way about protecting him.

Like he needed it. She didn’t know what possessed her, but she spoke. “My dad left when I was six,” she said, voice flat. “My mom spiraled. We moved a lot. I stopped unpacking my boxes after the third house. Then last year… I lost someone. Someone who made it all bearable.” She didn’t realize she was crying until Zane offered her his hoodie sleeve. She laughed softly, bitter. “Is this your thing? Make girls cry then hand over your overpriced jacket like it’ll fix them?”

“I said I would try not to.” I rolled my eyes. “Alright! Well, shrinking or not shrinking, I’m still going to miss your class today.” “For Becky’s show and tell. I know. You already told me, but I have another question for you. Why is her show and tell more important than your education?” I narrowed my eyes on her. “Because some things are more important than a class, and she’s one of them.” She grinned at me. “And that’s how I know you’re ready to be her mother, Naomi. You just have to see it yourself.”

“The horror!” Nathan tucked his into his pocket and crossed his arms over his chest. “ You know what they call her, right?.” Nathan asked. “The scholarship Ice Queen, she shreds every guy who tries to get near her. You know I thought if anyone could melt her, it would be you, the campus god himself. But, you got lectured on your budget and got sent home mommy.”