Single Mom Romance Novels & Stories

It was a quiet encouragement, one I hadn’t realized I needed. “You ever feel like no matter what you do, you’re screwing it all up?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. She chuckled softly, the sound light and unforced, “Every single day. Single mom life, right?” I blinked, startled, “You’re a single mom?” She nodded, her expression softening, “Yeah. My son, Noah, is five. His dad left when he was a baby, so it’s just been the two of us ever since.”

“ Thank you mom “ I really appreciate the fact that you could listen and do this much for me even though I know that I have gotten on your nerves these past few days . Well , the main reason I came to your room is that I would be going on a business trip out of the country by tomorrow . This was so urgent and no matter how much I had pleaded with my company , the answer is no since they said that they have given me enough time all throughout the honeymoon . I didn’t know why that surge of excitement suddenly hit me when she told me . The thought that I was going to be alone with shuan made me happy . I couldn’t imagine how it would be , being all alone with the man that you have one stupid o

"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."

"Who's the one affecting our son and bringing him shame? Tony can transfer schools. Can your little mistress wash away the scandal of being a homewrecker who seduced a student's parent? "Forcing your own biological son to call your mistress 'Mommy' in front of everyone? You're probably the only person in the world who would do that. I have to say, you and Samantha are perfect for each other—a cheater and a homewrecker." I smiled flatly, then turned my gaze to Samantha. "Ms. Yates, I heard you're a language teacher. Tell me, did I use the right words to describe you and my husband?"

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.

The thought enters into my mind before I can stop it, and I immediately push it away. Instead, I spend every spare moment with Rhys, listening to his endless stories and watching him trail after Mom wherever she goes. Sonny isn’t much different. Whenever Mom is around, the feared rogue leader turns into an overgrown child desperate for her attention. It’s strangely adorable. Late that night, Mom and I sit alone in the salon. My head is rested on her lap while her fingers gently massage my scalp. It’s comforting and feels like home. “Mama…” “Hm?”

His heart, his broken, repaired, fighting heart, beating against mine. "Hi, baby," I whispered. Voice breaking. "It's Mama. And I'm, I'm finally holding you. Finally getting to, to be your mom in the way I've wanted to be since the moment you were born. I love you. So much. And I'm, I'm so proud of you. So proud of how hard you're fighting. How strong you are. How, how you're surviving all of this. You're amazing. Perfect. Mine." Dominic stood behind me. Hand on my shoulder. Crying too. Looking at his son in his wife's arms. Looking at, at family. Real family. All of us. Together. Connected. Alive.

Richard felt torn about the situation. Seeing the confused, remorseful, hesitant and excited mix of feelings on the evidently exhausted CEO’s face, Emily wondered if she should rethink her decision to let the single father know what she thought about his parenting abilities. It was never easy to be a parent, much less a single parent taking care of children who shared no blood relations with him. “Here, please eat up while it is warm.” As Emily placed his portion of soup down with some toast and a pasta salad, Richard thanked her and finally looked up.

Or maybe he would hate his child the same way he had hated her , Regina. She didn't want to find out. All she ever wanted to do was clear memories of Damon and try to heal. Right there, Regina concluded that she was going to keep her baby... All her love, she would give to her baby and she'll make sure she doesn't have to go through what she was passing through. One thing was sure, No Man could ever come into her life again. A vow and a promise she made to herself. She was going to take care of her baby , although she was aware of the challenges as a single mother... Regina was sure she could put through.

It’s wolves racing through wildflower fields, not for battle, but for joy. Mom and Dad—they’re not just my parents. They’re legends. Everyone knows Ruby Blackwood D’Angelo and Roman D’Angelo. The Luna who once stood on cracked bones to protect her blood, and the Alpha who bent his power to hold her heart. But at home? They're just Mom and Dad. Dad still smirks when he catches Mom rolling her eyes. Mom still mutters “I swear I’ll murder him” when he forgets to close the back door.