Romance Novels About Single Mothers Novels & Stories

25 March 1820 Rome, Italy Jacob was lounging on a chair and Mrs. Valentina Lombardi, the most sought after courtesan in Rome was sprawled on his lap, her lush body pressed to his as she tried to coax a reaction out of him. He knew all the other men watching him envied him. But for the life of him, he couldn't muster any enthusiasm for the act. Instead of finding her perfume enticing, he found it cloying. The smoke from the cigars made him feel suffocated.

Roses, a white dress, the guests, the sunshine: it all felt so vivid, yet so surreal. His gaze landed on the empty spot where the bridesmaid should have been, and it all clicked why that seat was unoccupied. Natalie was gone. She was gone forever. She had taken her life. She had done that with his unborn child when she leapt from the 18th floor. It was all because he tampered with her medicine, because he dared her to prove her true love, and because of his whispered lies of forever and always. He did everything to win her heart.

My mother reclined on the adjacent table, her flawless blonde hair wrapped in a pristine white towel while a silent aesthetician worked expensive oils into her skin. "Marriage is a business transaction, Victoria," my mother stated, her voice slicing through the tranquil instrumental music playing in the background. "Romance is a fictional concept invented to keep weak people distracted from acquiring real power. During my twenties, girls wasted their youth chasing fated mates and poetic love. I chased the Northern Council seat, and I secured our bloodline for generations." Staring at the blurred mosaic tiles on the floor beneath my face cradle, a familiar suffocation crept into my throat. Ma

"This is a letter from your mother, Miss. She wrote it specifically for you, in case you were faced with this situation." I took the envelope, my hands shaking as I opened it. Inside, I found a letter addressed to me, written in my mother's familiar handwriting. "Dear daughter," the letter began. "I know that by the time you read this, I will be gone. But I want you to know that I have prepared for everything. Our company will face a downfall, and your father will try to force you to marry into the Argent family. They are the wealthiest family in New York, and he will think that this is the only way to save our company."

Mara was postpartum. Grant: $15k for equipment. Kael’s mentorship: “How to not kill each other when you’re both exhausted.” 2. *Luis*: Single dad. Bike repair shop. Grant: $8k. Adia’s mentorship: “How to bring your kid to work and not feel guilty.” 3. *Priya and her mom*: Catering business. Grant: $20k. Both of them: “How to fight about money and still eat dinner together.”

She wanted to hear a positive answer from Izabelle and would not give up on talking sense into her until she agreed to stop investing her feelings in Marcel as he didn’t deserve it. She knew that Ruby only wanted the best for her and part of her knew that what Ruby was saying was right. “I have a daughter. Who is going to be with a single mother?” Maybe that should be her excuse for the now? “Oh please. Don’t tell me that. I know a lot of guys who chased after you even after knowing that you are a single mother. Don’t try to get away. You should at least try and love someone else. I know it’s not easy but at least.”

But their queen is not happy. She did not only lose her parents but also the love of the vampire king Damien. Alisha has to choose between being the queen of Black Moore and leaving the throne for the greedy uncle she has or fighting for the man she loves,the man who is suspected to being in a spell,a spell which may never be broken. A spell which may cause him his life if he tampers with it. How did he get spelled? And who’s the socerer? Remember the last existing witch was Damien’s mother,so who’s this socerer? Is she evil?

" He asked. She snorted and shook her head. "Not yet. But I want to know what it feels like. How is it? Being a single parent." Adriano rubbed his face and shook his head. "Hard. And it gets harder as they grow older." She looked away thoughtfully. "I often fantasize about being a single mother." She said to herself. "I don't think I need to get married." "I'm sure you would find the right person and get married soon," Adriano said. "You just have to keep on looking."

I could raise this baby in a world where they wouldn’t have to look over their shoulder, wouldn’t have to fear the wild, ruthless life of predators. “This baby... it’s his,” I whispered, my voice shaking. “My husband—ex-husband’s baby.” Dr. Shaw’s expression softened as she gave me a sympathetic smile. “I’m sure you’ll be a wonderful mother. There are so many single mothers out there who raise strong, happy children. There are even support groups if you need them,” she added, reaching over to squeeze my hand. “If you ever need someone to talk to, I’m here for you. I’m a single mother too, and I understand how overwhelming it can feel at first. Raising a child alone isn’t easy, but trust me,

Roman stammered, brushing his hand over his gelled hair. "I am glad Kaleb saved me because it would have been so stupid of me to end my life carelessly because of your selfishness." I breathed, feeling a familiar throb in my temples begin to brew. "You and Danica have a child on the way, you have what you have always wanted. I want a divorce," I deadpanned, raising my face and pushing my chest forward. "How about no?" That voice, so commanding and ice cold. Catarina, Roman's mother and Kaleb's mother walked in gracefully, sizing me up and down from my head to my toes.