Mother Daughter Novels & Stories

It was when we missed the crash that he came in my mouth. Creamy and salty, one thing I knew I ever loved. “Your daughter could not rise to defend herself!” Dad yelled. “Did you just say my daughter?” Mom asked. “You just said my daughter. Listen, May is our daughter, and your only legitimate daughter, you know that, right.” “Right!” Mom’s voice was thunder. She is the only one I know who would talk to father like they are mates and walk away with it. that’s what wives do, that’s what ladies do with men who cum in their mouth the way Leo did last night with me.

I grinned, the heavy weight in my chest lifting slightly at the sight of a friendly face. "Madre?" I looked past Yara's shoulder to see a beautiful blonde girl around my age walking toward us. "Angelina," Yara smiled, motioning toward the girl. "This is my daughter, Susan." "Hi!" I waved awkwardly. "Oh, hey! Madre has been telling me so much about you," she said cheerfully. "Uh—who?" I asked, slightly confused. "My Madre. I mean, my mother," she laughed, pointing at Yara.

Tilda said. "Oh my dear daughter, how much I missed spending time with my beautiful goddess, no one can compare to your pure beauty, not even your mother. I must confess that in the entire universe, you are the only beauty I've met," Maya said as she held her daughter's cheeks and shaking them gently. Tilda felt as though she were a little kid, but she would enjoy being babied by her mother as long as she lived. There was a slight knock at the door which Tilda opened immediately.

"I'm so grateful to have you as my mom, Mom. Your encouragement keeps me going, even during the toughest times." Her mother's voice quivered with emotion. "And I'm grateful to have you as my daughter, Rose. You make me proud every day." As their conversation continued, Rose and her mother shared stories, laughter, and dreams. The bond between them grew stronger with each passing moment, as they celebrated the joys and triumphs of life together.

“Sweet mother of mine, you're not ready to lose your two sons now, are you?“ Mother retracts her hands from my grip. “Xendith, no matter how desperate you are not to return to Kaden; you are aware that I have no say on who represents our district there, aren't you?“ “I am. But I'm also aware that Lady Everly is a good friend of yours” Clearing her throat, Mother stands up from the dining table. “Friend? You must have gotten a side of your brain switched up the day you almost died, Xendith” Rolling my eyes at Mother's words, I say. “Oh please, Mother. You act as though you and Everly are worst of friends but I know you have a soft spot for her” Mother scowled. “I would never have a soft spot

Then, my mother called. She wanted to see me this morning at the mansion. I didn't want to go. I was still so angry. How could she not know the ladies' code? You don't date your friend's ex, and you definitely don't date your daughter's ex. It's an unwritten rule. A law. Even if she and Leo think they love each other, that kind of love is wrong. It's an abomination. A disgusting one. "It is very important, Maya. We need to talk," she said on the phone. Her voice sounded different. Tired. Sad, maybe. That was the only reason I decided to go.

The door behind him was thrown open, giving a clear view of Jillian and Maisie scuffling with each other. "I won't let you get what you want!" Jillian screamed at the top of her lungs. "Every woman who seduces Daddy must die! Daddy belongs to me and me alone! No one can take him away from me!" Fresh blood flowed down Maisie's leg. She grabbed a fistful of Jillian's hair and ruthlessly slapped her behind. "It's no wonder your mother looks like she's seen a ghost every time she looks at you. You little beast! Not only does your own mother hate you, but your father despises you too!

“For all of you. Always.” Like mother, like daughter. Except this time, the daughter has an Alpha, a Beta, and reasons to keep standing.

, I informed Ralph and he sighed, “Fine!” He huffed, “But keep your friend on a leash, she drools every time she sees Enzo…” Ralph chuckled and shook his head with disapproval. My dad lifted his gaze from the reports and squinted his eyebrows. “Isn't she King David's daughter?” My father lifted his eyebrows, and I nodded. He swallowed a chuckle, and my mother sighed. “Don't be mean, honey… they are kids, and they have their path to follow.” Mom said, and I squinted my eyebrows, trying to figure out what she meant by that.

Charlotte McCartney “This is what I have been looking for! This is what I've been trying to get out of one of my daughters! That at least one of them is going to make me proud, one of them is going to make me feel like a real woman, like a successful woman”, mother said with joy.