Novel & Cerita Single Mom Romance Books

“I was ashamed. I didn’t think I could bring him out in public…” I reached out and gently placed my hands over hers on her lap. “You never had to be ashamed with me,” I murmured. "There’s nothing shameful about being a single mother,” I said gently. “Back at the company in texas, didn’t you see Garie? Our secretary, she’s raising her child alone too, and she’s doing just fine.” Mimi gave a small shake of her head, her eyes distant. “Our stories aren’t the same,” she murmured. “I was raped while I was drunk. Garie... she came from an abusive home, but at least she had a choice.”

"Really? I'm so happy to hear this! It was fate that brought you two together as husband and wife. Look at your father and me—despite his shortcomings, he treats me well. But you two are like strangers! It worries me. A bad husband-wife relationship can impact the child. You barely interact—it's like you’re divorced!" I could not help but grimace by the words ‘husband-wife relationship’. I've been a single woman for over 25 years, it is weird. This is the reason why I’m reading romance novels, it is to root for them and not for me. It’s already hard to carry yourself, especially in a world full of competition, you will become a corporate slave! What more to have another person to take care o

"Who cares about gambling when she's there with that gorgeous boss of hers?" I could practically hear Hazel's eyebrows waggling. "Speaking of Mr. Tall-Dark-and-Loaded..." "We're not speaking of him," I cut in quickly. "Why are you both on the phone?" "TV became boring, so Hazel brought me the romance novels I asked for," Mom said. "We're having a little book club meeting." "Mom, you're supposed to be resting. Dr. Williams specifically said you need to take it easy." "Oh, Maddie, I am resting. I'm lying in this fancy bed, surrounded by these incredibly soft pillows, while Hazel and I discuss whether the duke should choose the wallflower or the feisty redhead."

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.

poor boy, she said, giving a kind of stare that looks like that of my late grandmother whenever she's giving me candy. I called you here because there's something bothering me, after my ex husband and I got divorced, I have been developing some kind of feelings for my son, she opened her mouth when I said that. "Please don't judge me yet", I said softly. Sometimes, if these feelings persist, my VJ Itches me and I get really wet. I know I shouldn't feel this way, so I called you here for your advice. Debbie listened to my explanation and said, You are gone girl, cut to the chase, you sexually attracted to your son, he is your flesh and blood, you shouldn't lust over him, she replied making a

I feel my whole body relax like it only does when she's close. "You don't need to be embarrassed about reading dirty books. I've been doing it for years." she says and my head pops up and I stare at her to determine how serious she is. But I don't sense even hint of joking. How interesting. "Really? What kind of books do you like?" I ask and watch with fascination as an adorable blush creeps up her face. "Um... mostly small town romance. Single dad, friends to lovers, next door neighbors, things like that." she says a little shyly making me chuckle.

"And here's the truth: I'm not perfect. But I never cheated. I never faked my vision. I've battled for every inch beneath my feet. If people despise me for that, so be it. I refuse to apologize for surviving." By the time she left, #SerenaSpeaks was trending. That night, Damien faced his mother again. Her expression was taut with disappointment. "You lost her." she stated. "She's not an object to be owned," he replied. "She's an asset gone rogue," she asserted. "She's a woman reclaiming her story," he countered. His mother rose to her feet. "Then you're no longer fit to oversee her file."

Skyler Jefferson lived in a medium apartment on the eastern coast of A city. She lived there alone. Her mother would always nag her to get herself a boyfriend but there hasn’t been any man that pleased her eyes, at least not romantically. It wasn’t that she was ugly appearance-wise, no she wasn’t. Skyler was beautiful, with shoulder-length honey brown hair, mesmerizing grey eyes, and hearty lips, she would easily get anyone, only that she wasn’t interested.

“Is everything okay sweetie?” I look up. My dad asks in curiosity. I don’t know what he is thinking about but now I have to control my feelings. “Yes dad, everything is okay.” My dad nod and then turn toward mom. And now she has started her life discussions. I don’t know why she always shows like she has the perfect life and she is most luckiest woman in the world. It seems like she is too proud. She has her own decorating business and she is always satisfied with her work. Anyways I don’t care about her life. I just don’t want her to be at my mom’s place. I just hate her existence. She has been replaced with my mom and till today I can’t believe that how my dad had done this. How could he

“You’re allowed to feel everything. Every ounce of it. I’ll sit here as long as you need.” Her fingers clenched into the bedsheets. “I… I keep thinking about when I was a child… alone. No one, no family. And now—now… even this.” Her voice broke. “Even now I can’t… have… what I wanted.” Richard’s chest vibrated with the faint murmur of his breathing, steady and solid. “Monet, you have me. Florence is here. Carter and Meredith… they love you. And no matter what, you are not alone. You are nothing. You are everything.”