Motherly Instinct Novels & Stories

Even if it was a deception, it was a gentle one. As the pounding on my door continues, the urge to switch to my bestial form and curl up around my egg is so overwhelmingly strong that my bones ache with the need to protect the last of my babies. But if I do that, if I become the nesting mother, I lose my ability to keep her safe from the monsters lurking in the hall, at least in part. A broody mother can't help it. We become pure instinct. And it's those instincts now which are telling me to hide my little miracle, to keep her from being discovered as the heavy door opens and Rakasah enters, trailed by two initiates still fresh enough that their tattoos of devotion to the sacred void have ye

The thought of having a whole living being growing inside of me was overwhelming enough and now that it kicked, well the emotion only doubled. Instinctively, I wrapped my hand around my tummy in a protective way, the motherly instinct to protect the child at any cost taking over my thoughts. It's crazy how you just feel the need to protect someone you haven't even met yet. How you are willing to give your life just to save theirs when you have no idea how they even look? This is something I still couldn't grasp but embraced the feeling anyway. The bond between a mother and her child is beyond mere explanation.

There is no ego, no desire to win and no fear to lose. After that divine love making my mom started to mother me. She started to kiss me like her baby and lovingly gathered me towards her and offered her breasts to me. There was hardly any milk in it but I started sucking her like a baby she was caressing my back and planting kisses over my head. Her maternal instincts had taken over now and I soon fell asleep in her loving arms. But every time we did not make love like this. Sometimes it was wild and on other occasions it was passionate.

"The question is… do you want that child? Are you ready to become a mother?" A strangled chuckle escaped me. "Are you kidding me?! I would be a terrible mother! I never had a mother! My foster parents divorced right after they adopted me! How can I possibly know anything about raising a child?!" She shrugged. "Well, they say that it comes naturally. It's an instinct." I blinked. "Would you like to become a mother?" "Hell no!" She snorted. "Like I said, most women have that instinct, but I was clearly born without one. You, on the other hand, have everything to become a great mother."

As the guard lunged towards her stomach with a small object in hand, she acted on pure instinct, grabbing him and pinning him against the wall. Aloha hadn't anticipated this sudden surge of strength, but in that crucial moment, her maternal instincts took over, and she was determined to protect her unborn child. Tell me who sent you to harm my stomach?" Aloha demanded as she pinned the guard against the wall. She felt a surge of power emerging from within her, giving her an unexpected strength.

I thought the powers came because I was molested by a human Mother: no, if it's that then Rainbow too should have even more powers I hugged her Mother: but wait... Be careful how you use those powers I disengaged from the hug Mother: do not order things around except you really really need them Me: why, is there a repercussion? Mother: don't you know that those things are coming from somewhere? I was baking pies and when one disappeared, my instincts told me it was you I laughed Me: okay, I understand perfectly

His breath reeked of corruption, and his eyes held no recognition. "Our child," I whispered. "Feel our child." For a moment, confusion flickered. His hand moved toward my belly, almost gentle. Then the moon pulsed, and gentleness became violence. His claw tore through my dress, drawing blood. Not deep, but enough to wake something primal in me. Something that had been sleeping since I became pregnant. *Protect the young.* The thought wasn't mine. It was older, deeper. The First Mother's instinct. Power erupted from me – not goddess fire but something else. My back arched and split as wings burst forth. Not feathered but made of solidified moonlight, silver and sharp as razors.

They burn too deep to be. "Bastard! I wouldn't let her marry a traitor like you!" My mother made sure to give him a piece of her mind by kicking Omar's flank with no mercy. Blizzard and I jumped to stop her. "I don't like you one bit, but she does." Her words send a heat flush to my cheeks. "So, help me, Moon Goddess, if you spit one more harsh word at her, I will feed you to the soul-eaters, piece by piece." A Mother's instinct should be a superpower, it certainly feel’s that powerful.

Chapter 12 EYARE'S MOTHER - QUEEN MOTHER. Intuition. An in-built meter that never malfunctions. My mother's intuition was seriously wagging. Immediately I got into the room, I knew something was wrong. She was huddled in one corner, clutching a picture to her chest.

Is he going to reject it? “It’s part of me, that’s how we speak here. I want you by my side not my mother. She’s hard enough to please let alone now with the pressure from the council too to back up her badgering. And I love you also.” “Good. Now I’m sure she is proud of you and all you’ve done. She just wants you to succeed and she probably figures she needs to guide you in that direction. It’s a motherly thing. An instinct to want our children to grow up and succeed. She may not even realize she’s doing it.”