Single Parent Romance Novels & Stories

“She already considers you her father. So do I.” He held Sparkle tight and buried his face in the curve of her neck. “I love you. Both of you. So much. I won’t ever let you go, Sparks. I want you to marry me. Give me Haze. And give us both more children. Help me make a family so strong nothing can ever tear it down.” “You filled my heart, Kaleb.” She pulled back and looked up at him. “All of this… What you’ve done… It’s the most amazing moment of my life. My personal crabby hermit has become my superhero.”

She had to take care of the children, after all. “Is it about love?” London mumbled from behind. He noticed how distracted Sierra was in the last few days. At first, he thought maybe it was because of their finances. But having some men coming over to visit, the boy concluded that it was romance-related. “Mom, if you date someone, I hope it's someone you like the most. Not just because he has money or because he lives next door.” “Hey, I didn’t say anything.” Sierra placed the food she made for breakfast and sighed. “I’m telling you, I don’t plan to date or get married in the future.”

"Yes, I know the father. I just don't know where things stand with him and I at the moment." The nurse hums and purses her lips almost in disapproval. She clinks the inside of her cheek as well. It's not like single mothers are a new concept in this country. Women have been raising children on their own for the longest of times. Sure having a man around might be helpful, but not everyone has that luxury. My own dad died and mom was on her own with me, and I turned out okay for the most part. Well if you remove the who college romance bit, then I'm okay. At least I care about people, and am not a narcissistic asshole or something.

“Started work as a single woman and it seems as if I'll be ending it as a married one.” “Excuse me?” Regina said and turned off the television. She turned around on the leather couch to look at me directly. “What do you mean by married? Have you been dating someone and I didn't know about it?” I sighed. “No, Gina. I am getting married to Anthony Hogan.” “Are you joking?” “I'm not. His parents are sick and tired of his way of life and want him to prove that he's changed by getting married and having a child.”

data-p-id=82eca71f7ac217849f3ba1383a595493,style=text-align:left;,"Whatever for?" data-p-id=d7e46828d3303f4c88e9ca7ef6cf5b82,style=text-align:left;,"For changing my life. For loving me. For being the kind of wife and mother any man could only dream about. For filling all the holes in my heart and making it feel so full that I fear it might burst of happiness."

I've only ever been friendly and most of the relationships I have with the men in my life are that of friendship and the only romantic one I have is with the man who is indirectly rejecting me and it hurts. I think I should start wrapping my head around the fact that I am going to be a single mother and I'm going to raise my baby alone without his/ her father . I don't want to risk anything so if I was to drive to clear my head, and find some sort peace or a feeling that feels like home I would have to do it without anyone noticing.

I replied. "Well that's because you aren't married yet, by the time you are, your cost of living will be skyhigh" "And who said I am ever going to get married" I said and she stopped to look at me. "So you're gonna remain single for the rest of your life?" She asked. "If possible yes." "It's not possible" she said. "And what makes you so sure?" I asked "Because the human heart always fall in love, no matter how hard your heart it, someone will definitely emerge to soften it up one day and when that happens to you, I am gonna remind you that I told you so."

I am not interested in that man at all, I just talk with him and pour him a drink, both less nothing more, and he asked for my number it doesn't mean anything to me. "Sorry but I am not interested in what you're trying to say or I am not looking for a partner now, I know my priority and it's my son, and I even told him that I am a single mother, I didn't hide my son," she nods and caresses my hand. "You're great, Mia. I hope that one day, you will find what true happiness is, you deserve to feel happy while taking care of your son." I nod a yes, but deep inside my head, I can't believe that I can find my happiness while raising my son alone.

This beautiful woman who has a chubby body responds with a relaxed attitude. "As you can see now, I'm fine. Although there aren't any non-busy days." "Aren't you interested in remarrying? You are beautiful and attractive, I'm sure many men are interested in you. Raising your child alone is not easy, come on, get married again." Even though he wasn't a single parent, Kyle could feel how difficult it must be to be a single parent. The man thought it would be better for Rossa to remarry to the right person and raise her daughter together.

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.