Super Mommy Novels & Stories

My mommy is very beautiful. " You came here to find me just to deliver this resume?" Arching his brows, Gong Yexiao let out a small laugh. " Yes!!!" The little boy bobbed his head seriously. " My mommy is very pitiful. She works overtime every day and still has to take care of me. I want to find her an outstanding boyfriend. I think you're well suited to be my mommy's boyfriend." Gong Yexiao inwardly sneered. Woman now days go to great lengths just to get close to him.

Sienna’s POV “Mommy!!!” The triplets screamed in unison the moment the front door opened, their voices bouncing around the hallway with enough excitement to wake the entire neighborhood. Before I could even step inside properly, three small tornadoes came rushing at me, Max with his missing front tooth, Milo with his forever-messy curls, and Maya clutching her stuffed unicorn like a prized possession. “Mommy, Milo said I can’t be a superhero when I’m older!” Max reported instantly, cheeks puffed up, deep ocean-blue eyes shimmering with a mixture of betrayal and righteous anger.

Personally, my dad is a giant teddy bear, my mother should be the one you’re scared of. My mom, who is the cheif of the fire department, the first woman in our town to be named as chief and also runs a local animal shelter is by far the scarier parent. I once watched her chase a man down over a pack of licorice candy. Seriously, scary.

She is one of the most beautiful people I have ever met. “I’m fine, Mom. How’s Dad?” “Oh, your dad? He’s doing well. He’s always busy with pack affairs. There’s no time for me,” she responds. “I’m lonely here without my baby. Mother misses you a lot, my sugar pie.” “I miss you too, Mom, and I have good news for you.” “What good news is that, daughter? Be quick to spill everything out.” I can feel her happiness over the phone. “Mom, I’m a warrior now. I’m one of Uncle Tommy’s female warriors.”

What the hell ? “Oh my God !!! You are soooooo pretty !!!!” my Mom- the great Alpha Zoe Stone screamed in her sing song voice like a fan girl and if Aunt Nyssa’s hugs spelt death then Mom’s were enough to kill you for ten lifetimes- not exaggerating. I repeat. I am NOT exaggerating.

She waved the bottle of perfume right in front of my face. Her syrupy voice carried blatant pride. "Camilla, does this scent smell nice?" I smiled faintly. "It does. Like a dog in heat." Anna's face turned instantly livid. She wanted to lash out—but she didn't dare. After all, in name, I was still the Madre of the house, and Marco would never allow anyone to openly provoke me. At dinner, Marco presented a velvet box. Inside lay a deep-blue diamond necklace—Heart of the Deep Sea, worth a fortune.

"I just wanted Ms. Sulvan to be part of our family! "Ms. Sulvan is so nice, not like Mom, who wears those old pajamas every day with messy hair and doesn't look good at all! All my classmates laugh at me and say my mom looks like a maid!"

A mother who played favorites, a stepfather who was always scheming, and a stepbrother who fought me for everything—none of it was worth mentioning. But now that Lesley had started this, I couldn't pretend anymore. So I told Jason the whole story. How my mom bought the house with zero down, then after I finished paying off the mortgage, she wanted me to give it to my stepbrother. Jason's eyes went wide. "What? There are mothers like that? She's helping her stepson screw over her own son? Is she out of her mind?" I said quietly, "Lesley was my mom's first love. After my dad died, they reconnected right away. In her mind, the three of them are the real family."

Anyone could sense fury in his eyes, and he was clenching his jaws to control it. She kept looking at his hard face and then nodded with a tight-lipped smile, “I have a four-year-old baby. And I am taking care of him as a single parent,” She bent down her head to look at the floor and then at last chuckled, “And I don’t want to be blacklisted,” Turning on her heels, she must have taken a few steps when she heard his heavy deep voice, “Stop, Ms. Octavia!” Octavia smiled to herself and then when she turned back, it had vanished from her lips.

Aunt Sienna’s annoying voice rang. “Melinda!” I screamed. “That’s the loudest you’ve ever screamed. Melinda is rubbing off on you…” she paused and sniffled. “Please, do not become like her. If you begin to behave like Melinda I won't have anyone to exert my revenge on,” she cries, her voice overly dramatic. “Sienna leave my kids alone,” Mum yells from the kitchen. “They’re my kids too!” Aunt Sienna countered. “I gave birth to them!” Mum yells.