Mother Daughter Lesbian Stories

"Also not her your Lordship. For it is the first princess of the kingdom. Princess Ninsab" Xisuthra said and bowed his head multiple times. . Xisuthra had just confirmed the death of the princess and he was sure that someone had poisioned her. Asalan Enlim who was the Emperor of Slosalia was not sure how to take the news in. How was the king of Iduivacan going to react when he hears that the one betrothed to his son was dead? He would only take it as a ploy to escape the marriage. "Make sure the news doesn't get out until I find something to do about the situation," the emperor told Xisuthra. His other daughters were too young to play peace offering. He would just have to find a solution to the problem. Una Whiteland was only trying to find the person who had killed her parents. She went ahead to join the police force. She had exerted her sweet revenge on the person when she was shot and woke up finding herself in the past. In the Kingdom of Slosalia. "She looks exactly like her highness" Xisuthra whispered. "Are you sure?" the emperor asked as a plan formed in his mind. No matter who this woman was she was going to be the emperor's daughter to prevent them from going to war. If they went to war they'll lose and he would lose his throne. This was the only way to protect his throne and kingdom. She was from the future and forced to be a princess. He was an emperor willing to protect his kingdom.

Seraphina Blackwood discovered the truth on an ordinary Thursday. After years of predawn breakfasts and midnight work sessions, after countless school plays and bedtime stories, her eight year old son had chosen someone else to call family. The other woman had been there all along, slowly taking her place, Sera's husband equally complicit…while Sera was busy keeping their household afloat.

She married him to save her father. He married her to save his reputation. Neither of them planned for what happened next. Emily Carter signed a contract. One year, no emotions, no attachments. She told herself she could do it. She told herself she was strong enough to live beside a man like Alexander Kane and feel absolutely nothing. She was wrong. And then she was pregnant. She overheard him call her replaceable. So she did the only thing she had left. She disappeared. Five years later, Emily is back. Not the same woman. Not broken. Not desperate. She has built a life, a career, a son with his father's dark eyes. She has come back with one goal. But Alexander Kane has a goal of his own. He wants her back. He wants his son. And he will burn down everything in his path to get them. The only question is whether love can survive what they did to each other.

"To my husband, I was a debt to be paid. To his mother, I was a womb to be poisoned. But to his father... I am a Queen." Veronica Marquez was the perfect, unused wife—until her husband auctioned her off to the highest bidder to cover his debt. She expected a monster. Instead, she got Maxwell Romanov. Maxwell is cold, scarred, and obsessed. He didn’t just buy her body; he bought her soul to weaponize it against the family that betrayed them both. But as he trains her to be his Queen, a dark secret emerges: Maxwell isn't a stranger. He’s the dead father Thaddeus and Meredith tried to kill years ago. As vengeance twists into desire and power becomes intoxicating, one question lingers beneath the crown she wears—did she become his Queen because he believed in her strength… or was she nothing more than a carefully chosen pawn in a father’s revenge against his own blood?

Born in scandal, raised in shadows—Mira has only known the scorn of being an Omega’s daughter. In the harsh hierarchy of Pine Shadows Pack, her life is marked by grief and servitude. But when her mother dies mysteriously, Mira begins to unravel a past darker and more powerful than she ever imagined. Bound by secrets and driven by resilience, Mira embarks on a journey to discover her true heritage. Alongside Eryna, a rogue healer, Mira decodes her mother's hidden journals, uncovering a conspiracy of poison and power that spans generations. Her path leads her to Moonlit Pack and into the heart of her real lineage—one where love once blossomed secretly and betrayal took root. Caught between two rival packs, Mira's unique abilities, strength, and immunity to silver make her indispensable. Yet, amidst political turmoil and brewing war, her greatest challenge emerges in the form of forbidden love with Liam, the Alpha heir who once scorned her. Can Mira bridge the bitter divide between packs, unravel the corruption poisoning their bonds, and embrace her rightful destiny? Or will the weight of hidden truths shatter her newfound identity and the delicate peace she's fought so fiercely to forge? "From Omega’s Daughter to Alpha’s Daughter" is a riveting tale of romance, courage, and redemption—a story about the power hidden within us all, waiting to be discovered.

On the third day of my business trip out of state, someone new joined the group chat formed for my son's class. It had been quiet for weeks when she suddenly sent a voice message. I tapped it, and an unfamiliar woman's voice played through my phone. "Hello, everyone. I'm the new language teacher at the school, and I'm also Tony Gardner's mother. Looking forward to getting to know you all!" My whole body went cold. I opened the group member list and checked it over and over. My son's name was Tony Gardner, and she said she was Tony Gardner's mother. Then, who the hell was I? I immediately called my husband. "Did someone get added to the parent group by mistake?" He paused on the other end before he laughed it off like it was nothing. "Oh, probably just a mix-up. The school has so many kids. It's not unusual for kids to have the same names. What's the matter? Did something happen?" I kept my voice light and told him everything was fine. The second I hung up, I booked the next flight home and headed straight to my son's school.

My mother had a rare disease. After months of dead ends, I found one person in the country who could treat her. She told me there was a price. She said she needed a husband. I agreed. For my mother, I agreed. For six years I was her ATM. I bought her the bags. I bought her the watches. It got worse. She used my money to keep a kept man. She brought him into our bed. The day my mother had her last surgery, she walked out of the operating room halfway through to go celebrate her lover's birthday. The moment they pronounced my mother dead, I decided there and then, she was paying for that with her life.

After getting into an accident, I pretend to be an amnesiac to pull a prank on my husband and son. "Who are you guys?" I ask. A hint of delight flickers in my son's eyes. He pulls a woman waiting outside the hospital ward inside and says, "My parents and I came to visit you, ma'am." My husband watches all of this happen without saying a word. He doesn't correct our son.

⚠️ ⚠️ ⚠️ Warning ? ? ? this books consist of different erotica short stories, they are not long stories, and also 18+ content ahead, if you're below 18 please refrain from reading You think I care about titles?” he asked, stepping even closer until I could feel the heat radiating from him. “Do you think that matters to me?” “It should,” I said, my voice breaking slightly. “It matters to me.” He tilted his head slightly, studying me. "Why? Why does it matter so much to you?" “Because,” I said quickly, searching for the right words. “Because people like me... we don’t belong with people like you. You’re... you’re powerful, and I’m—” “Beautiful,” he cut me off, his voice firm. I froze, my words dying on my lips. “What?” I whispered. “You’re beautiful, Sophia,” he said again, his tone softer this time. “And I’m tired of pretending I don’t notice it. You think being a maid defines you, but it doesn’t. Not to me.”

I receive a phone call at 3:00 pm. Apparently, my daughter, Marilyn Lopez, has suffocated to death because she was left behind on the school bus. When I arrive at the scene, I'm overwhelmed with sorrow the moment I see Marilyn's purple face. That's when I snatch a gun from a policeman and put a bullet between the eyes of the school bus driver, who's been playing on his phone this whole time. After the gunshot rings out, I open my eyes immediately. My alarm clock rings once again, showing that it's 7:00 am. I've gone back in time! Then, I see Marilyn wearing her backpack and telling me sweetly, "Mommy, the school bus is here!" I quickly stop Marilyn like a madwoman and refuse to let her board the school bus. But a gas leak occurs at 3:00 pm on the same day, causing Marilyn's death. No matter how much I try to save her, she keeps dying in various ways at 3:00 pm. This is the 108th cycle. As I stare at the weird smile on the school bus driver's face, I finally understand everything.