Super Mommy Novels & Stories

Man, it's like clockwork – Mom's on her game already, and the day has barely started. Now, don't get me wrong, my mother, Victoria Blackwood, is an impressive force. A woman of refined elegance and strict principles, she runs our family like a well-oiled machine. As the matriarch of the Blackwood dynasty, she takes her role seriously, making sure I live up to the family's prestigious name. But sometimes, her unwavering pursuit of perfection makes me feel like I'm walking on eggshells around her.

Marvel-themed birthday party. The last item was the paper. "My name is Malaya Jones, and I am eight years old. My mom is what I think of when I think of Family, and she's a superhero." Jordan laughed as he continued. "I don't know my dad, but he might be one, too. My mom taught me that love is always growing. Like her love for me. And that we need to share that love with the world. So we can all be Family."

She chuckled a little and nodded at him approvingly. "Okay, yes… he is your papa but he is your superhero as well, right?" She asked with a small smile. She wasn't going to raise the topic about Dominic being his father until he calms down. "Yes." He mumbled with a small nod, looking at his mommy with concentration. "Aren't superheroes very strong?" She asked slowly and he frowned a little as he was trying to understand what his mommy was trying to say. "Yes." He nodded once again. "Do they get hurt?" She asked once again, very close to prove his points.

Tears blurred my vision as I listened to my son state his wish. "I want to feel what it's like to have a really big family, you know." I could tell from his voice that he was smiling. "A mom, a dad, an uncle who will always be spending money on me and telling me crazy stories." He continued, giggling. "I don't want to go back to school though. It's really annoying to be there. And hey..." He jumped in excitement. "Mr. Rowan can act and pretend to be my father, and Uncle Sin can be my uncle. I already have Zara as my sister. And Uncle Sin's girlfriend can be my big sister." I heard the sound of his hands clasping together. "Pretty please. That's all I want."

"Tony's features look a lot like Ms. Lloyd's, don't they?" "Someone's got a guilty conscience and won't speak up. Isn't the truth obvious?" I clapped my hands. Security guards entered the classroom and escorted Victor and Samantha to the side. I slowly walked up with Tony in my arms. "Tony, tell them who your mother is." My son blinked his big eyes and said, "My mom's name is Eloise." "Are Daddy and Mommy divorced?" "No." "And what did Mommy teach you to call people who behave like Ms. Yates?"

"I told them I'd ask Jaxon if they could meet him, but Mommy, he's my superhero, and I don't want my friends to want him as their superhero too." Tears burn behind my eyes as I look at the threatening note again. "You have me as a superhero, baby. All right? No one will ever steal me from you. Have you brushed your teeth yet?" Who could have done this? I’m spiraling but I can’t freak out with my son sounding cheerful on the other end of the line. "Mmhmm. Aunt Freda helped even though I told her I'm a big boy." "That's great, baby. I miss you. I love you, and make sure to go to bed early, okay?"

"You old bastard! That's for bullying my dad!" He was Nicky Yates, Caleb's five-year-old son, conceived via IVF after more than a dozen attempts. Emery's entire family treasured him like royalty and spoiled him rotten. I grabbed Nicky by the scruff of his neck, hoisted him up, and delivered a sharp smack to his butt. "If your father won't teach you basic manners, I'll gladly do it today!" Nicky wrapped his arms around my thigh and bit down hard. I grunted in pain and instinctively threw him off me.

We have to grow up quickly so that we can meet our bravest, most amazing superhero Mommy. Her heartbeat is the most beautiful lullaby in the world.

“Mommy, can you come pick me up early from school today? I miss you.” After replying to her, I put my phone back into my coat pocket and let out a relieved smile. My life was finally back on track. [The end.]

If Jiang Ning gave her a happy childhood now maybe the little girl won't turn evil and twisted? "Mommy ! what are you doing? " Si Xinya saw that her mother was busy with her tablet for so long , she could no longer sit still .Whenever her mother busied herself , she will forget about everything .Si Xinya was worried that her mother would forget about her again ; thus she called for Jiang Ning .