Single Mother Romance Novels & Stories

That's all over now anyways- hell, it never started. My stomach went off again in an attempt to remind me of food. I sighed in slight annoyance and made my way to the familiar kitchen. This manor was smaller then the Ramirez pack house. In a considerable size difference. It was easier to move around in. I also was able to locate the old servants kitchen that my step mother now runs full control over stocking and meal preparation. In total, I've had five step moms? Three of whom I've never met. There is only the twin's mom, alive. Romona. She's been the only one of my father's partners to actually live a long happy life with him. They're now at eighteen long- and happy years together. Romona

"I'm Jennifer, by the way. My son is in the same class." "Lyra. And that's my daughter, Aria." We ended up having coffee while we waited for pickup time. Jennifer was kind, easy to talk to. She was a single mother too divorced, not abandoned, but still raising her son alone. "It's hard, isn't it?" she said. "Doing it all yourself." "The hardest thing I've ever done." "But also the most rewarding?" I thought about Aria's laugh. Her hugs. The way she said "I love you, mama" every night before bed.

"Honey when I say I hate men, my swords are only pointed towards my ex-husband,'' She told me. I closed my eyes as she put the tip of the eye brush on my eyelid. "And I am dating because I also have needs. Every woman has, isn't it?'' She poked on my shoulder. I shook my head sideways murmuring NO. She laughed. My family has a magical ability to change every need into matrimony. Feeling alone? Get married. Feeling sad? Get married. Want to go for a world tour? Get married. The phone is not working, get married. In their eyes, being a single mother is a crime. "It's fun we can get until we hit menopause, at this age I don't think I will get a man to settle down" She huffed.

"Wait! Are you serious? Don't you find the rules are absurd? How about your girlfriend? It looks like the rules want us to live like a family!" "I don't have any girlfriend. It's not bad to live harmony healthy lifestyle." Rosa slaps her forehead. This man is crazy. She has a crazy housemate and a crazy big boss! "Listen here, big buddy. I may sound rude and overthinking. I warned you, I am a single mother with two child. Yes. I abandon another child. Yes. I am a bad mother and a bad wife. So, don't ever pity a single mother like me. And a big NO for romance between us. I clear myself. I am here only to make sure your café will rain with money and only... only want to live peacefully and hap

“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.”

What was one more little mess to clean up, if it made her happy? Mother had been a single mom for years, so everything came down to me; taking care of me and picking up waitressing shifts at a local bar, cleaning up the house, shopping for groceries, and anything and everything in between. However, my mother rather do all of that by herself than be stuck in a relationship with someone who didn’t care about me. Because of that fear that someone would have loved us, her dating life had been as dry as the desert until she married Daniel Santini, a widowed Italian emigrant in the Philippines. At least I had some of the best company, though.

There I was, twenty-nine years old, three beautiful children and divorced. Who would want me now? I had always dreamt of being a mum and a wife, one of those 1940’s wives you would see in the movies. I loved my family life, looking after my three babies, helping them with homework, cooking and cleaning while the children were at school and having a nice hot meal ready on the table for when my husband got home. Everything seemed perfect, that was until I stumbled across emails, I clearly was not meant to find….

her mum said in an excited tone. Arlene turned the volume up to the loudest and they kept up with their mini karaoke which was pretty much loud, because people on the road started to look at them. But then none of them cared, to Arlene her mum was a vibe and not like the regular southingham mothers who were boring and lame. These were the moments she lived for, there was never a dull moment with her mum even though they had little cat fights, but it was normal with females. “Do you think dad would be back from work by now?” Arlene asked her mum who was still caught up in the blues of the music playing.

By then, I'd become a professional—a mother who could stand on her own and support Luca through my own hard work. Challenges hadn't broken me before, and they wouldn't now. In time, we'd find the answers we needed.

Why was I wishing these words were said by him and not by Scott? “I have a child, Scott. I'm a single mother. I think you should know that before liking me fully. No one wants to be with a single mother.” I replied and he was silent for a moment before he glanced at me with a smile on his face. “You're right. No one wants to be with a single mother. But I'm not no one, I'm Scott Payne. And who cares if you already have a child, I'll take care of him like mine. Moreover, my mom was also a single mother… She had to take care of me on her own so I highly respect every single mother out there. I think you're so strong, Audrey.” He said and my eyes watered at his genuine expression as he spoke th