Novel & Cerita Single Mother Romance Novels

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.

Mara was postpartum. Grant: $15k for equipment. Kael’s mentorship: “How to not kill each other when you’re both exhausted.” 2. *Luis*: Single dad. Bike repair shop. Grant: $8k. Adia’s mentorship: “How to bring your kid to work and not feel guilty.” 3. *Priya and her mom*: Catering business. Grant: $20k. Both of them: “How to fight about money and still eat dinner together.”

"You didn't care that Julia was suffering from severe heatstroke. You didn't believe it when a student reported her condition to you. You even stopped Mr. Hodge when he was trying to save her! So you're afraid that people might accuse you of playing favorites, huh?" Dad slowly stepped closer to Mom. "Congratulations. You made it. No one will dare accuse you of playing favorites now. "Everyone in this world now knows that you, Monica Campbell, are the strictest and most impartial woman alive—and you achieved that by sacrificing your daughter's life. How the hell are you even fit to be called a mother?" He practically shouted at the last few words. Mom's knees buckled, and her body slid right

“We already know the pattern...how it always works. I know you’re probably tired of it… the poor life you and your mother lived in that wooden room somewhere down south.” “I won’t let you speak about my mother like that, Mrs Clara Moretti. Put some respect on her name,” Bianca snapped, her voice shaking with emotion.“My mother deserves all the grace in the world. She raised me as a single parent and gave me everything money could never buy. She was my father and my mother.” Her eyes burned with tears as her chest rose and fell, her heart pounding at the mention of the woman she would always be grateful to.

Julian exhales, low and pained. “In private.” ** The living room is painfully bright. Grace stands near the fireplace; her mother lounges on the couch, still clutching a cappuccino like it’s armor. “I’m sleeping with Julian,” Grace says. There’s no preamble. No mercy. The words drop like iron into the silence. Her mother blinks once. Sets the cup down. “Excuse me?” “I said I’m sleeping with your husband.” “You—” Her mouth opens, closes. Her voice cracks. “Are you drunk?”

Raina said. "Yes, I have. I used to work for my Mom. She owns a fashion house so I help with the designs. She stopped me from coming to work when my pregnancy clocked six months but I kind of work from home. She sends me some designs to review before they start working on them." "How about you? If you have a passion for fashion I can introduce you to my mom." Jemma offered. "I don't think I have a passion for that. I'm more into cooking and baking. Ronald said he will introduce me to someone who owns a restaurant."

My mother is the first wife and everything was peaceful before the gold diggers showed up and created a chaos. "The nerves of that woman to insult mum" my younger sister - Tanya grouch as she sat next to mum who was crying. I was just fuming and stood facing the window. "She thinks Having a male child is the best achievement in life huh? She thinks she's won already?" Bonnie further quarried. Mum just kept whimpering. "Come on, mum. Its okay" she consoled. Then I turned and faced them. "She's going to regret everything she's done" I said through gritted teeth.

Although marrying should not be part of her plan, meeting Caleb again ruined her resolve to stay single until the children were all grown up. “That… I don’t know. I’m not sure. It’s just a thought. You know, I don’t want to do anything that you don’t like.” Sierra may sound weak against the children, but knowing how they grew up without spending much time with their mothers made her sad. Her sisters wouldn’t want their children to grow up without a mother figure like how the three of them were raised only by their father.

I closed my gaping mouth and processed what she just said in front of my mother. Mom’s arm already snaked around Blaine’s waist like they had not just met a moment ago. “See? You really should read my book—” “Mom,” I warned. Again. “Book?” “It’s an erotic romance, honey,” Mom whispered. A red-tinged on Blaine’s cheeks made me shake my head in amusement.

The next book will be any guesses. Yes, I am starting a new book called ‘No, Master’ Containing Rafael and Rose’s story. Damien and Maria wouldn’t have any story as Damien was never bad to Maria and I will give them an ending in Rose’s story. The story will be a dark romance as usual but different than Yes, Master. There will be no love triangle like this book. There will be only two main characters which will be Rose and Rafael. The book will be full of regret, dark past, romance, erotic, love, and redemption.