Mother Daughter Novels & Stories

Just now, the three of them called her Mommy or did she misheard that? Does this mean that her daughter was a… mother? Definitely not possible!" What... what's going on?" She asked and walked in. " I am asking you why these kids are calling you mother! Why are they here? Who are they? Why are they associated with you?" She made it sound like her daughter was really a human trafficker. Seeing that those girls that sold Candy to her were looking at her weirdly, she hurriedly held her mother and smiled. " Mom, why don't we just go back first and talk about all these later?"

says the other guard "Please, my lady, I need a job. My father was killed, and my uncle took over the family business and is trying to sell me into marriage to a noble, but I don't want to marry him, so please give me a job," she says "Who are you?" I ask, " I am Revdea Ubris, the Daughter of Nyx," she says as I look at her in surprise because all the gods and goddesses have at least one mortal descendant or child, except Nyx, at least until now

Alexandra leaned down and whispered into her daughter's ear, "I'm going to lay you down now, sweetpea. I'm going to strap-on my big rubber cock and fuck you until you cry my name as you cum again and again. Just remember, let go of everything else. Just let yourself feel what you know you feel. No one will hurt you again. You're ours now. You have two mothers and a sister who all love you very much. You are safe with us. Let everything you've been through go and let yourself be happy and loved. Ok, sweetpea?" Angela stared up into her mother's living face and let her words wash over her body as she slowly nodded. Alexandra placed another tender kiss on her daughter's forehead before gently l

Tamara explained. Mrs. Trumpour grunted, ‘ She's just like her bitchy mother, always causing trouble,’ she said in her mind. “ They never let things go as planned, like mother like daughter ,” she said out loud for Tamara to hear. “ Well, that won't be lasting long,” Tamara said with an evil smile, “ things not working as planned died along with her mother, now? They'll start working as planned, I'll make sure of that.” Mrs. Trumpour exhaled, her clenched fist released as she looked at her phone before looking back at Tamara.

Celeste “My dear daughter,” my mother said from my doorway, her lips twisting into a smile. “What about what I asked you to bring tonight? I’m sure you obeyed your mother, right? You brought the files?” “Yes, Mother,” I replied, standing up from my bed. Her face lit up instantly. She crossed the room and grabbed my arms. “Good,” she whispered. “You did the right thing, honey.” “Thank you, Mom,” I said with a smile. “I’ll always be your baby girl, right?”

Seven years after reuniting with my biological family, everyone in the Morgan family still hated me. My parents couldn't stand me. No matter how hard I tried, they just told me that I could never quite shake off my poor upbringing. In their eyes, I'd never be as graceful or well-mannered as the daughter they'd raised in my place. My older brother blamed me for sending her away for an entire year after I first showed up. So when she finally moved back into the family's mansion, he guarded her like a watchdog, constantly hovering around her as if I'd bully her the second he turned his back. Even my little brother, the boy I'd practically raised myself, said she was the sister he'd always dr

Not Catherine Wei. Damson's mother. Alive. Standing beside a man Maya had never seen before. "Hello, daughter," Damson's mother said. "Did you miss me?" Maya felt the world tilt. Damson's mother was supposed to be in prison. Supposed to be on trial. Supposed to be locked away forever. "How?" Maya whispered. "The Phoenix," Damson's mother said. She was smiling. "Catherine Wei did not just rescue me. She made me part of her organization. She made me realize that revenge is not enough. Power is what matters."

Lilian stubbornly retorted, “She was carrying my son’s child! Of course, we’ve seen her! How could we not?!” The comment section unleashed another wave of attacks. [What, is her daughter actually a man or something? Because that’s the only way ‘seeing her’ would change anyone’s mind. What nonsense!] [The mother is just as bad as the daughter because she raised her!] I clenched my fists until my knuckles turned white. "I told you already! My daughter could never abandon a baby!" Lilian raised her voice and responded, "Fine! Since you still won’t admit it, I’m bringing out the third piece of evidence!

He still had his war leathers on from council. "What happened? Who—" His eyes found me on the bed, pale, and his face went terrible. "Who hurt my daughter?” "Nothing hurt her, my love," Mother said, and her voice was shaking with a laugh and tears at once. She ran to him, grabbed his huge hands. "Daemon, she is with child. Dorina is with child!" For a second, my father, who has never bowed to anyone, who made armies kneel with a look, just stood there with his mouth open.

On the day of the college entrance exam, just as I was writing my name on the answer sheet, my progressive amnesia struck again. When the scores came out, my younger sister had earned 680 points. I had earned eight. Mom was so furious she slapped me hard across the face. "Even if you'd guessed with your eyes closed, you would've scored higher than eight! "I think you did this on purpose!" I covered my swollen cheek and hid in my room. The moment I shut the door, the eraser inside my head moved. A second later, I turned around and walked back out. Mom was sitting on the couch, trembling with anger. I asked softly, "Mom, why are you so upset? Did someone make you mad?" I reached out t