Single Mom Romance Novels & Stories

“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?”

I said tearfully and she turned back to look at me. "I have someone I care about". For a second, she kept quiet and didn't say a word. "I don't care. What's important right now is getting married to Ryan and that's what you should be thinking about". She replied. I looked at her in disbelieve as tears came running down my cheeks. How can this happen? What kind of a mother is this? I couldn't say any other thing and I ran away in tears. Ryan's Pov: I walked into the sitting room and met mum and dad already seated there, discussing.

"You are right about us taking the time to maintain romance. Unless other people are involved, we're usually all together. As I'm not Rhonda's Mistress, I've never really spent much time alone with her, except for sex. I don't really know her the way I know you or Julia. It's usually been with someone else with us, either Julia, or even multiple persons, such as yourself, or another female." "The only time I've ever been alone with Master is the one time at Brianna's," Rhonda said. "As primarily Domina's slave, it never seemed important to be with Master only, but since we are tied so closely together, perhaps I should consider it important." "I would never be opposed to maintaining romance

"Roman is such a wonderful man, and he takes such good care of me." I could picture my parents nodding approvingly on the other end of the line, their hearts filled with joy for the happiness I had found in my life. The connection between a mother and daughter transcended miles, their love a constant thread that tied us together despite any physical distance. As the conversation unfolded, we shared stories and laughter, our voices intertwined in a symphony of affectionate banter. I updated my mother on our daily activities, recounting the beauty of the palace, the bond between Roman and me, and the love that enveloped our lives. Each word painted a vivid picture, conveying the depth of our c

he exclaimed, the realization flooding his voice. Mia's eyes widened in disbelief as she placed her left hand over her mouth, her words muffled by the weight of her astonishment. "Don't tell me Mom has started attracting suitors who own cars," she whispered to Axel, her voice laced with incredulity. Axel, trying to stifle a chuckle, responded, "Isn't it about time? Mom has been single all these years because she dedicated herself to taking care of us. It's only fair that she finds happiness for herself. Mom is so beautiful, Mom is not just beautiful on the outside, but on the inside too. No man in his right senses would let such a remarkable woman slip away," he remarked, his admiration for

"An independent woman, sir. A woman who still has her baby away from her, but confident enough that she would get him back. A woman who could dream of a happy life and also put my skills to work. A woman who could lead, sir." The man hummed in amusement. "I see. So, it's the only relationship between you two?" He asked. "Yes, sir." She replied in a heartbeat. The man wasn't sure what to believe now. He heard they are together, but it seems his son is the only one in love here. "So, have you ever considered remarrying?" He asked on behalf of his son. If there's one thing the Desmonds were known for, it was having each other's back.

COLLEGE ROMANCE Written by:Authoress Ricky 🦋 Chapter Thirty- two🦋 Final💕💕💕 It been over a month now and things went back to normal. Mom spent time with us and guess what am going on a real date with Jeremy and I can't wait. Mark and Nobody I guess but he had been trying to get connected to julliard the new school nerd that doesn't even give him an attention. Jessica finally settled with Bred. Wondering who is Bred?

She quickly wiped her hands on a clean rag and rushed into the living room to meet her parents. They were now watching the television together with her father still massaging her stepmother's arm. Mrs. Marcus looked up at Camilla and noticed she was looking very messy and tired. There were visible eye bags under her eyelid but she cared less about it. "Go purchase some pizza for me down the road," Mrs. Marcus said and brought out a credit card. "But Mom, I'm making dinner_" "Shut up," Mrs. Marcus thundered, cutting her off.

I conceded to their grins. “Thank you, Hale. We know no one can or would replace Jennifer. But the capacity for love is infinite. Good luck. You already have like twenty matches.” Suzie grinned. “Have fun, Dad. We’ll be out of your hair for a few hours. Heading to the movies.” Austin waved, wrapping an arm around his mate as they left me to look at this app. I scrolled through the profiles of the twenty women I was matched with. I wasn’t even sure where to begin. I stopped on a profile called EMomma. A single mother of two noted as new to Portland, nature lover, career-oriented, and creative.

Mom steepled her hands under her chin, eyes narrowing, waiting. “First, passion.” I rubbed at the bridge of my nose. “She’s got sexual hang-ups, sure, but she’s attracted to me. Even if she doesn’t see the future yet, that’s the opening. No pun intended. I’ve made progress there. I’m not about to get her pregnant anytime soon, but she’s a romantic at heart. She won’t be able to separate sex and love for long.” “Keep going.” Mom’s tone made it clear: this wasn’t encouragement. This was command.