Romance Novels About Single Mothers Novels & Stories

It’s only going to be for tonight after this night I’m never gonna see her again. Davika and I are not married yet and there’s no way she’s gonna fine out. I’ve only been in love once and that didn’t work out, since then it’s always been sex with random girls once in a blue moon till I met Davika. What we have isn’t love, but understanding and we’re cool with it. She’s has her money but I don’t mind spending mine on her too only if she stays out of my business. She has always mind hers and never caused me any trouble for me and that’s why we’re getting married, despite the fact that she is a single mother, I don’t know much about her child but I promised to take care of her like mind.

“A child needs to be with his father. My cub should be with me.” GERRI glowered at him. “That’s not really the best way to win her over. And for your information, that argument won’t fly on this planet with the number of single mothers doing a hell of a job raising their children alone. How about romancing her? Ever think of that, Sherlock?” “Who?”

“Truth? You wouldn’t know the truth if it stared you in the face.” “Wouldn’t I?” she asked softly. “You think you’re the only one who lost everything when your father died? You think you were the only one who loved him?” The words struck like a slap. “Don’t you dare talk about love.” Maria took a slow step closer, her perfume heavy in the air roses and smoke. “Your father and I built something together. And when he was gone, I was left to clean up the mess, his debts, his secrets, his enemies. Including Damien’s father.”

A thrill of rebellion sparked in her chest, she knew her mother, Asli, would hate them, but damn if they didn"t make her feel sexy. Her phone buzzed with a text from a friend, but before she could check it, Asli's sharp voice cut through the house. “Nova! Get in here right now!” Sighing, Nova padded barefoot to the kitchen, where her mother stood with arms crossed, her dark eyes flashing with irritation. Asli was in her late forties but looked younger, her curves accentuated by a simple blouse and skirt, though tonight her excitement for Adam’s return from his month-long business trip made her cheeks flush.

Nora couldn't help but feel a surge of overwhelming love as she gazed at her sleeping daughter, her heart melting at the sight. Graycen's peaceful slumber tugged at Nora's heartstrings, reminding her of the profound responsibility she had as a mother. She would do anything for her daughter, willingly sacrificing her own needs and desires to ensure Graycen's well-being. Nora knew the challenges that lay ahead as a single parent, but her determination to provide for her daughter surpassed any personal sacrifices she had to make.

She could find no one that would miss her if she came to any harm by Nolan's hands. Through the years she had burned all bridges to people who cared for her. Her parents, her siblings even her ex-husband. The throes of orgasms and pleasure had blinded her eyes to the fact that she was truly alone. Perhaps that is why she couldn't let Asher go, the true reason she obsessed over him. She'd mistaken all those lust driven nights with Asher for affection. Her desire to not lose the lie she had with Asher has driven her to hell's pit.

“Explain what? that you were kissing her because you no longer love me?or because I don’t come from a high-class family.” “You know that’s not true, Raina, you know I love you for who you are.” Raina wiped her tears with the back of her palm. “I thought you did but it turned out I was wrong.” She took a look at Annabel who was smirking at her “You are a disgrace to our fellow women. What mother in her right senses will abandon her child after birth? For heaven’s sake, you even sold your daughter in exchange for a fortune. Seven years later, you walk back into your ex’s life when you are aware that he is married. Words can’t describe how cruel you are. You both don’t deserve Alessandra, she’s

My mother is the first wife and everything was peaceful before the gold diggers showed up and created a chaos. "The nerves of that woman to insult mum" my younger sister - Tanya grouch as she sat next to mum who was crying. I was just fuming and stood facing the window. "She thinks Having a male child is the best achievement in life huh? She thinks she's won already?" Bonnie further quarried. Mum just kept whimpering. "Come on, mum. Its okay" she consoled. Then I turned and faced them. "She's going to regret everything she's done" I said through gritted teeth.

“And when she died—something in him turned off again. Just like when his mother left. I raised Richard. I know his tells. The silence. The way he stands by a window and stares like it might bring someone back.” “His mother — my daughter — was many things. Brilliant. Charming. Reckless.” Florence’s mouth curled into a sad, fond smile. “She had a taste for the glamorous. Jet setting, charity galas, photos in Town & Country. But not much taste for diapers or discipline. I raised Richard And Maxwell alone. Two sad young boys.” Monet looked away. The image hit too close home for her. “Hannah, she pulled him out of his shell, you know,” Florence continued. “And then she was gone before he’d learne

Author's Message To my dearest readers, As I write this message, my heart is overflowing with so much emotion, gratitude, pride, hope, and most of all, love. Finishing From Single Mom to the Billionaire’s Queen: Aleira Tan feels like closing a chapter not just in this novel, but in a deeply personal part of my life. This story is more than fiction, it’s a reflection of my own journey, and through Aleira’s voice, I was finally able to share a piece of myself with the world.