mongraal mum

At the age of five, Lillian realized that she was cannon fodder for the rise of the main character of the novel 'My loyal hubby'. To avoid her tragic end, she decides to make MC her new BFF. Lillian decides to become the personal matchmaker of MC and ML. With all her strength, she defends the lovers against the remaining villains of the novel. With only one thought in mind - stay alive! But all of a sudden when Lillian thinks she has finally escaped her tragedy, MC and ML die in a plane crash and leaving Lillian their son. Together with ML's older brother, a cold, bossy CEO, Lillian has to take care of little Adrien. Join Lillian on her usual journey as a mother and wife.

[MATURE CONTENT WARNING: 18+ Only. Explicit F/F content, age gap, supernatural themes, pregnancy, profanity throughout. You've been warned.] "Beg for it... and see what happens when a centuries-old succubus finally stops holding back." Odette wakes in a stranger's penthouse completely blank. She's staring at a positive pregnancy test while jagged bite marks on her throat heal right before her eyes. Her mind's wiped clean... but her body remembers exactly how it feels to be ruined. A single VIP keycard leads her directly to Delphine Orlov. The stunning club owner's ancient and absolutely lethal. She's staring at Odette like she owns her, delphine's holding all the answers... withholding them just to keep Odette right on her knees. Odette's already hopelessly addicted to the ruthless woman sliding fingers deep between her thighs. Someone deliberately erased her memories to cover up a filthy secret. Dragging the truth back to the surface guarantees an absolute bloodshed, and Odette's heavily pregnant and starving for revenge, to add to that, she's freshly immortal and absolutely furious. #GL #Yuri #Vampire #Succubus #Amnesia #AgeGap #Pregnancy #Smut #DarkRomance #PowerImbalance #R18

Martha, a growing star who’s goal is to make her mum proud, is having a nervous breakdown when her mother asks too much from her, would she consider meeting her mother’s demands and ruin her career? Or would she forget about her principles and focus on her career? See how the story checks out

In a world that can send people into space but still hasn't cured the simplest cruelties of the body, one young woman finds herself fighting a battle no science can solve: the slow, irreversible loss of her mother. Torn between two countries — the life she built and the family that built her — she returns home when her mum’s illness takes a sudden, brutal turn. It is a love letter to mothers, to daughters, to grief — and to the tiny, everyday moments that become sacred when time begins to run out. This is not a story about death. It is a story about what we do with the love that’s left behind. A novel for anyone who has ever held a hand they knew they’d have to let go.

My name is Deborah and I lived with my mother and my stepfather after the death of my biological father. Really it wasn't a life I would wish even for my worst enemy. But my mom was a real fighter. And I find her very exceptional

At the age of seven, I ran a high fever, and Father took me to the town clinic for the first time. To the nurse, I recited the telephone number Mother had made me memorise a thousand times over. The next day, an endless convoy of vehicles drove into the mountains. They severed the iron chains binding Mother, using chainsaws, and shattered his limbs. I stared blankly as Mum pushed past me and threw herself into the arms of the man in charge. Everyone prepared to leave, leaving only me behind. Timidly, I called out, "Mum." But she kicked me hard to the ground: "Don't you dare call me Mum! The sight of you makes me sick! Go and die already!" I stood rooted to the spot. Mum, didn't you say you'd reward me once I memorised that number?

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.

Olivia transmigrated from the apocalypse to the modern era. Not only that, her dimension and superpower came along with her. She felt that the good days were about to begin. But before she could be happy for even three days, the internet was flooded with posts slandering her. Advertisers and directors want to terminate her contracts, and her company wants to blacklist her? How could this be? She wanted to use the money to enjoy modern life to the fullest. Without money, how could she enjoy anything? So, who's slandering her online? I'll find you and dig up all your dirty secrets. Who wants to terminate her contract? Terminate it immediately. After termination, she'll go on to endorse international luxury brands instead. Terminating the script contract? Good, that's great! If the contract isn't terminated, how can she film the blockbuster drama of the year and win awards with it? Modern life is so wonderful, eating and drinking every day. There's just one tiny problem. Why are there suddenly two babies growing in her belly? And who is this ridiculously handsome man who appeared out of nowhere, claiming to be their father?

Three years of devotion. Three years of loving Julian with everything she had. Only to be framed for a divorce and personally sent to prison by him. "I didn't kill her," Evelyn begged. "I didn't kill the woman you love." "I don't believe you." Facing a death sentence with no one to turn to, Evelyn made the most desperate choice of her life — she threw herself at the one person Julian would never forgive. His younger brother. "Get me pregnant. Please. It's the only way I survive." Because pregnant women are not subject to the death penalty. By the time the truth surfaced and Julian realized the woman he destroyed was innocent, it was already too late. He dropped to his knees. "Eve, I was wrong. Give me one more chance." A hand caught his wrist before he could touch her. "She's already my wife, brother."