Three Mothers Trilogy Novels & Stories

Three Months Long is a story set in Abuja, in predominantly two districts, Wuye and Jabi. Peter and Olivia are in love and want to have a future together. However, Olivia is older than Peter by a few years and already a graduate while Peter is still a freshman in the university . While Peter’s family is not perturbed about the difference in age and academics , Olivia’s family won't have any of it. Peter promises Olivia a forever love but will their love stand the stern test from their parents and the Nigerian society where it's expected for a man to be several years older than his partner? As the story unravels, love, fear, uncertainty, parental pressures determination, trust and values are

"But tomorrow, you fill me in on everything. No more protecting me from information I need to know." "Deal," he said, then surprised me by pressing a quick kiss to my forehead. "Thank you. For standing up to Max. For protecting the boys. For being exactly who they needed you to be." "I'm their mother," I said simply. "That's what mothers do." Even if those mothers were still figuring out how to navigate a world of werewolves and pack politics and supernatural custody battles. As we drove home with three sleeping boys in the back seat—the excitement finally catching up with them—I let myself lean against Damon's shoulder and close my eyes.

"I won't allow you to speak of my mothers like that. While I didn't meet Katherina in person, you respect her in my presence, and yes, she trusted that damn Maritza, who didn't measure up. As for my mother Lilibeth, you'd better watch your mouth whenever you speak of her." "That poor woman who's only with your father because she's been forced all these years. It's a shame that your image of a happy little family is a farce. Your supposed mother has never really loved your father, let alone you." Giulio spits. Just as I'm about to respond, I hear someone loading a gun, followed by a shot hitting Giulio's healthy leg. All my men and I turn, and I see my mother with a gun in her hand, a look on

"Amber, are you sure you want Diana Sinclair to become Elliot Cladwell's deceased biological mother?" The mechanical voice sounded in my mind, and I didn't hesitate. "I'm sure." "Understood. The Wish-Granting System has been activated. Diana Sinclair's wish will be fulfilled in three days." Diana had already unbuttoned her clothes down to her chest in the on-call room. She was pinned beneath Elliot as she laughed breathlessly. She wrapped her arms around his neck, embellishing her explanation as she spoke. "Honestly, I wish I could just become Elliot's mom. Every time I see him like this during an episode, my heart aches so much I can barely stand it!"

As both moved Matt lined up his cock and entered Jared's asshole causing all three to moan in unison. Abby felt herself stretch to fit her mates. Each thrusted gently in her so she could get used to them again. Her ragged moan made them moan as each fucked her. She went on birth control right after the triplets' birth so she couldn't get pregnant again. Jake was enjoying her riding him as Jared plowed into her from behind. Her mates were sexy as hell as they fucked her to climax all three came together with her screaming and them yelling her name.

"Come on, Mommy! Let's go have fun!" I smiled, pushing aside my worries for the moment. "Yes, let's go have the best time ever!" With the triplets by my side, we made our way towards the entrance, keeping a watchful eye on Grace and Lucas. Emotions swirled within me - anticipation, apprehension, and a determination to uncover the truth.

I appreciated their likenesses, and their differences, each one of them part of three, yet also an incredible person their own right. Thane, broody and authoritative, always saying far more with his actions than his words. Cole, fiercely protective, yet easily the most mischievous of the three. And Finn, playful and sensitive, and always the first to sense something I needed. They perfectly balanced each other, and me, in their own unique ways. My perfect three mates.

one of the Military Mothers asked. “Mother White,” Mist replied. Rain fought to keep her mouth from dropping open. Mist knew Mother White? “This is the one suspected of leading the rebellion.” She gestured at Adam with the tip of her gun. Now that they were standing right next to the group, Rain wasn’t sure what to do. Her heart was beating out of her chest. “I didn’t hear any orders to….” Before the Mother could finish her sentence, three sharp pops cut through the silence. Rain jumped. Mist had fired so quickly and accurately, all three Mothers fell dead to the ground from head wounds. The crack of the rifle was deafening. How had Mist just killed three women…?

Years listening to Muize tell me I was too broken, too wolfless, too unattractive to ever be chosen. And now the Moon Goddess has given not just one? But three fucking mate? My mother had destroyed one marriage. Just one. She couldn't keep a single mate and had burned everything down around her trying. What made anyone think I was equipped to handle three full grown Alpha males? Absolutely not. The panic hit fast and confused. I shoved the bottle onto the bar, pushed through the crowd and fled back into the mansion. My chest raised and fell rapidly. I barely made it through the bedroom door before it opened again behind me.

My mother stepped out from between the trees, silver cloak brushing against the ground, eyes sharp and blazing as they swept over the scene. “What happened?” Her voice was calm, but I knew that tone. It was the calm before devastation. “Rogues,” Leo said quickly. “At least three. Maybe more.” Her gaze landed on Lyra, who was barely standing now, Maya holding her upright. The blood soaking through Lyra’s shirt made something ugly twist inside my chest. “Enough,” my mother said. “We are going home. Now.” She lifted her hand, and the forest responded. The wind surged, the shadows bent, and before anyone could protest, the world folded.