Motherly Instinct Novels & Stories

Maybe it's wishful thinking, but if there's anyone who can accomplish something impossible, it's me. What I don't know is what the fuck I'll do with the baby once it's born and I have to take care of it. I've never wanted to be a mother, not for one single second, not until my mom reminded me that having a child is a very useful tool against a man. Still, I don't have a shred of maternal instinct and I don't think it will suddenly appear when I have the baby in my arms.

“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

Emma It;s the first day in a long time that I wake up to the sun blaring in through my curtains instead of hitting my alarm when it’s still dark out. I have the day off. Mom had looked at me funny the day before, as if realizing that something is wrong with me. I honestly don’t know how she does it. They say there’s a mother’s instinct, some magic telepathic ability that connects a child to their mother, no matter how old they are, and lets them know when there’s something wrong.

"It was just a mother’s instinct! That happens to women all the time!" "Not at less than four weeks of pregnancy," Valerius countered firmly. "At this stage, a normal child is just a fragile spark of life. It cannot think. It cannot perceive the outside world. But the myth says that a child of the supreme bloodline.. a child destined to rule, will possess a violent, innate survival instinct. It will defend itself from the very moment of conception." My breath hitched. I looked down at his large hand resting over my stomach. The thought made my skin prickle with a strange, unnatural coldness. Could that tiny spark inside me really have saved my life?

Understanding motivations. My father listened with barely controlled fury, his protective instincts on full display. By the time I finished, it was nearly three in the morning. “You need rest,” my mother said. “Your room is ready. Sleep. We’ll figure everything out in the morning.” I nodded, exhausted beyond measure. She walked me upstairs, tucking me into bed like I was five years old. Her hand rested briefly on my still-flat stomach. “This baby is a blessing,” she said softly. “No matter the circumstances. No matter the father. This child is part of you, and part of our pack. We’ll love them fiercely.”

"Isn't Gwen just a doctor, after all? That kind of feeling must be pleasant. " "She has been experiencing emotional ups and downs lately. If you have the time, you can talk with her. As soon as I appear in front of her, she reacts as if she is staring at an adversary. "When a woman is expecting a child, she will have maternal instincts. As long as somebody dares to harm her child, she will undoubtedly engage in a fight with other people. She does not enjoy looking at the enemy in the eyes. Unless she doesn't care about this child, she should look at you like this. "

Pregnancy hormones are sure to make this interesting. Werewolf motherly instinct is no to be taken lightly and the sense of protectiveness is often extended to mates and close family. Being one of only three living blood relatives, Hunter is sure to fall under her protective instinct. Averson appears to have overestimated his connection to his niece, because she is really tearing him a new one. I try not to be impressed, but I can’t help it, I just hope she tires herself out before turning her attention to me.

Anthony says excitedly, picking him up, and bringing him to me to meet him. Smiling emotionally, feeling that dazzling feeling again. Generate, give birth, create, mother. Being a mother is beautiful, lonely, intense, difficult, and forever, Luz has been proof of that, and now another one to cheer me up and teach me. I feel caught between that maternal instinct, the unconditional love, and the responsibility of raising them alongside Anthony, in front of this Clan, I know that this journey won't be easy, just as it wasn't being groomed to be the Leader's wife, it will be so difficult. teach my children to honor the position they will have. It gives fear, trepidation, and even despair, as des

She touched his hand, "Hey ... relax ... I got this ... you're underestimating my survival skill, like you said ... animal instinct, I think it's embedded in our DNA to find a way to survive when we need it most." He nodded, not the least bit convinced. He didn't want to sound condescending, he chose not to say anything. Her instincts probably have never been exercised and polished since the day she was born. Like any caged animals in the zoo, they would have to re-learn everything once they were back to their natural habitat. Most may not even survive and had to be placed in a sanctuary instead. "Or ..." she looked at him intently. He waited for her next sentence. "You can come with me? I'l

He said to me, making it seem like the time had stopped moving. His beautiful eyes were fixed on mine. “What do you mean?”. I asked him. “It was not selfishness, but it was the motherly instinct you have over Vincent. You already see him as your child, and any mom would not want her child, even if adopted, to be taken away from her”. He explained, then added, while making sure he didn't break eye contact with me, “You are not selfish, Adira”. “You are Vincent's mother. So, you don't have to blame yourself for the motherly instinct you had over him”.