My Best Friends Mother Novels & Stories

I stare at the image. It is my mother on her wedding day. Her lips are curved in the most beautiful smile. Sophie is standing beside her, as a maid of honour. "You look so much alike." Sophie speaks. I can't bring myself to tear my eyes away from the photo. A million emotions are boiling Inside me. "Do you know her?" My voice breaks as I ask. "She was my best friend since college." She puts her tea aside. It comes as a shock because my mother never told me about Sophie. I knew Andre's mother as her best friend.

*Scarlet* On Christmas Eve 26 years ago, I came into this world, a healthy, baby girl; but I wasn't the only one born on that day. Enter, Cole Caldwell; the other baby in my neighborhood, born Christmas Eve, 26 years ago. Also known as my best friend. His brother Johnny is one of my best friends too, but Cole and I have been attached at the hip since we entered this world. Years and years of sexual tension between us, yet, we NEVER have crossed that line. It's not like I haven't wanted to, the same goes for Cole; we just didn't want to ruin our friendship. Friends having sex, usually, never turns out good. I don't want to lose my best friend over something as simple as SEX. We both just rece

That was just one of many things I hadn’t told her. “You’re nothing like that, okay? For Christ’s sake, look at you. You’re beautiful. You’re a writer—a popular one, working on her second book. And you’re my BEST FRIEND! If that doesn’t scream identity, I don’t know what does,” she said fiercely. I gave her a small smile. I was her best friend—that was enough. “You never asked who told her that,” I said after a moment. She stilled, her body tensing. “No.”

Time to talk about Vimon, and I proceeded to do that as soon as I got my breath back. " Now tell me about your mother." I demanded. " Has Theo reported any distressing news?" " That's just it." " Nothing distressing or really worrisome, apparently she's in the woods on a solo camping trip." " In the woods?" I cried, unable to hide my surprise. I had known Vimon for almost two years now and if there was one thing I had learned about her, it was that under no circumstances would she willingly forfeit any of the comforts that came with being the matriarch of the ruling family and the alpha's mother. The thought of her camping in the woods all by herself was not one I could fathom.

A L E X I S The pain of seeing your best friend—the person you've loved since you realized what it meant to like a guy more than a friend—fall for another woman is worse than breaking a bone and feeling every motion; even watching your world shatter doesn't compare because it all happened to be. I broke a bone in kindergarten when falling off a bike, my parents separated when I was sixteen, and I witnessed everything I knew fall apart, another woman take my mother's place, and me being pushed from daddy's spoiled princess to daddy's hardworking girl.

she said with a hint of worry. I felt sorry for her, she was close to her father too. When I moved here, I had the privilege of meeting her mom, Estelle. Crislynn resembled her mother, but she had his green eyes. Her mother passed away three years ago and it had been difficult for both of them. My mother passed away when I was five years old and at this point, I didn't want to even think about it because I was supposed to be cheering up my best friend. "I'm sure that he would want you to live your life and have fun." I smiled weakly at her.

And yet… something about her eyes made my stomach churn, a familiarity that prickled at the edges of my mind with recognition. Surely, it can't be. Even at her funeral, the only people who showed up were my mom's estranged family and the friends she had made over the years. “You’re lying,” I whispered, still in shock. How could my mother have a best friend and I didn't know about her?

I stood up straight and looked at them one by one. "For me, my Mom was the strongest person I ever met in my entire life. She's the one who is always there for me when everyone left me. She's my best friend, enemy, and everything. If the universe gives me a chance to live again, I want my Mom to be my Mother again, "I took a deep breath first to stop my tears from flowing now.

"Yeah, she's been blowing up my phone when I don't answer after five minutes, so I'm forced to pick up her calls." "Well, my mom told me that they're best friends now since they met," he tells me with a soft chuckle and I look up at him with a confused look to see his amused face. I practically facepalm when I heard that our moms were best friends now because they both had a mix of crazy and kind that made them completely compatible.

“Did I do something?” “No. No I’m sorry, mommy just worries too much.” I will say that my mother was one of the most beautiful women that I knew! She had the darkest black hair and the most greenest eyes I’ve ever seen. When I looked at them, they reminded me of the forest. She was also very tall for a girl, she says that she is 5’10. She had a beautiful singing voice that sounded like a chorus singing at the same time. She was also very strong and very fast. She always kept up with me when we played together. Even though she had a lot of chores, she always made time to play with me. In a way, you could say that my mom was also my best friend but also scowled at me on occasion when I did wro