Motherly Instinct Novels & Stories

Instinct has me jumping from my chair, breaking her fall and taking her limp and tiny frame in my arms. Once I have Eve safely in my arms, cradled against my chest, I’m able to process what he has said, “What do you mean her mother isn’t dead? And what do you mean her fate is worse than that?” I ask him, wondering if we can save her mother. Can I give my mate her mother back? A mother’s love can heal even the deepest of wounds. I should know, I’ve longed for it since I was eight years old, nothing has soothed my pain, like a hug from my mother had.

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.”

My hand instinctively went to my stomach, a protective gesture, a fierce surge of maternal instinct cutting through the fear, the confusion. I had to protect my baby. From… everyone. But how? How could I protect my child when I couldn't even protect myself? When I couldn't even trust my own judgment, my own heart?

“But Ethlyn doesn’t know a single thing. Hell, she is so young to become a mother. She can barely handle herself. I guess she can’t even handle herself. Do you know she doesn’t even know how to cook?” “These all are excuses, Calvin. No one has experienced becoming a mother from birth. They learn it when they become a mother. And you have no right to say that. You, too, weren’t born as a perfect father either. And age is not important in all this, and you know that, right? Mom was twenty-one when she had me. And cooking? Are you serious? That’s the most stupid reason I have ever heard.” Caroline chuckled. “What matters to become a mother is to have selfless feeling and enormous love toward th

They all expect the outsider to break. "I struck him because his hands brutally hatted my four-winter-old son and hurled his small frame against a stone barrier," I say, my voice trembling with the raw, volatile protective instinct of a mother wolf. "My heir is currently bleeding in our shelter with a fractured hairline because your allied merchant wanted to display his adult strength against a pup. I will tolerate your territorial laws, Master Kael, and I will endure your prideful lectures—but I will tear the throat out of any male who breaks my children. I will never apologize to this coward."

"Hi Luca, am Louisa but you can call me Nana. she hugged him and placed tiny kisses on his face making him giggle. Louisa Quinn, my mum and she's everything to me. She's the reason my siblings and I are where we are today. The person behind our success. We weren't rich but we weren't poor either. We were comfortable with what we heard. She was a pharmacist at one of the biggest hospital in New York. My elder sister Anastasia was the one who followed her path in career but she's a neurosurgeon. My brother owns chains of restaurants all over the world and I went into architecture and interior designing. The house has been decorated and the cake will be delivered in an hour. We were done with b

The way I was holding onto my pride while everything crumbled made his expression soften. "Thank you. And... I’m sorry for how my mother is acting." "Why apologize for her? It’s the instinct of a Matriarch to vet her son’s mate. She’s doing it because you’re her kin. I understand the pressure." As a scholar and a mentor, he’d dealt with enough pack elders to recognize a territorial defense when he saw one. I bit my lip, unable to explain the jagged, twisted reality of our family dynamic—or my mother’s pathological need for total dominance.

"I didn't instigate or teach her that, Patricia. Without teaching, a child can judge for herself who deserves to be called Mommy." "What did you say?" Patricia felt offended by Audrey's remark! What?! Patricia didn't deserve to be called Mommy? Patricia wanted to argue right now, but since she saw Kenzie and they were in the hospital, she tried to control her emotions. She smiled and turned to Kenzie. She was still trying to win Kenzie's heart. She would not let him get close to Audrey. "Come here, sweetheart. Aunt Audrey is going home, so Kenzie stays here with Mommy."

“Look, I'm very sorry such an unfortunate thing happened to your friend and her family okay? But you know what I'm not sorry for? Stopping you. Because if I didn't, you'd be in there right now. So I'm sorry for being a mother who follows her maternal instincts and wants to keep her daughter safe!” “Mom” Montana spoke. I looked at her. “Maternal instincts huh?” I questioned. “Cass” I heard Natán speak up for the first time since we got here. He knew where I was going to drive this but I wasn't going to stop. It needed to be said. “A mother who follows her maternal instincts and wants to keep her daughter safe. Yet the best option her maternal instincts could cook up was giving her child away

She realized that staying any longer would get her nothing, so she spat out one last threat, “Jonathan, you’ll regret this.” After that, she took the fruit basket from the floor in defeat and left the ward. David was still angry as he watched her retreat. “Trash! She actually thought she was some sort of prize, and she still has the guts to pester you. “Jonathan, don’t get all soft on her. It’s best to cut off a mommy’s girl like her as soon as possible.” Then, he turned his anger toward me. “And you, did you carry all of this alone? That’s insane!