Single Mom Romance Books Novels & Stories

His mom is hellbound of breaking us apart and here I am pregnant with his son baby. Deciding to roam around for a bit I enter the local library, it's close to 4 pm. By now almost everyone is rushing to get back home except for the nighttime workers. Entering the library, I breathe in the smell of old books and covers. Walking towards the romance genre I search for pride and prejudice. Liam likes to read books and loves to collect different books ranging from romance to supernatural. I came across pride and prejudice from cleaning his desk. Reading the first chapter I was intrigued by Elizabeth mother. Her character is a funny one yet annoying if it was a real person. Flipping to the second c

I said my voice low and firm “Uhmm?” She answered and continued what she was doing “What if I divorce John? Will anybody marry a single mom?” I asked my voice barely above a whisper She chuckled “Hey common, nobody wishes to be a single mom, it's not what they want but it's what happens, and you dont have a choice, begin a single mom isnt a disease, bet with my babe you will meet a man who will love you for who you are not someone like that monster” she said “What If they want me and dont want my child?” I asked again

She sounded happy on the other end, “thank you, Kennedy. I know this situation isn’t ideal, but you should know my son will be a wonderful father. He’s a little hardheaded at times, but he means well.” “I’m sure he does. We’re trying to figure everything out.” I said, which gave Malachi a scare. His eyes widened, and he began shaking his head no, as if I would tell her something I shouldn’t. “Good,” Iris replied. “I was a single mother, and it’s not easy. So even if you and Malachi are fighting, you can always ask me for help, okay? I know you have a lot of money; at least that’s what the TV said, but people you can trust are rare. They say it takes a village; well, I didn't really have one

It wasn’t that she hadn’t tried to date again… but no one could ever replace Tony. Every evening when Molly left work, she would call her mom on the walk home. Some nights were good, and they would talk the whole time. Some nights were bad, and Molly would end up talking to the nurse. Either way, Molly knew within the first few words of the call. Tonight was a good night. “Molly! My baby girl! Are you on your way home from work?” “I am, Mom,” Molly said brightly. “How are you feeling?” “Oh, good, I guess,” Sarah replied. “I tried reading that book you lent me – that romance novel. Molly! It’s all flirting and sex!”

How do you find the story so far? I hope you're enjoying it. Mrs. M is the third book in Love For The Wicked Series. 1|Devin 2|Evan 3|Mrs. Martinelli, The Perfect Mafia Wife. My other completed books. ~Dangerous Desire Series~ 1|Falling For My Husband 2|A Game With No Rules Promise Me Jake ~ Teen Romance [A sad love story.] HellBound: The Last Tribute ~ Fantasy/Mystery Romance All of my books are stand-alone. But following the series order would be the best way to read Love For The Wicked and Dangerous Desire.

Peeking at her sleeping mother made Madison at ease. When she was a child, her mother always loved to read her the story of sleeping beauty, which is how fate stirs their life in the present. Her mother becomes the sleeping beauty in the story; she sleeps peacefully on the white bed inside a white-walled room. Madison can't hide the tears already crawling on her hazel-nut pair of eyes because this will be the last time she will visit her before going to Manila. Her Aunt helped her get a job in the city where she could work as a maid.

“I was ten and I was the one cleaning broken bottles off the kitchen floor. I was ten when she forgot to feed me for three days. I was ten when she accused me of stealing money she’d spent herself on drugs.” Daniel remained silent. “I was ten when the men…” I inhaled shakily. “When the men she brought home would… touch me.” My voice sounded strangely calm. Detached. Like I was talking about someone else’s life. “I stopped being her son long before she stopped being my mother,” I finished. Daniel didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he reached across the table and squeezed my hand. “I’m sorry. I had no idea that she… that all of those things happened.”