Anal Mama Novels & Stories

I start, but she interrupts me with a shake of her head. "I'm proud of you, son," she says, her voice tinged with relief as she exhales heavily. Her eyes wander for a moment before meeting mine again. The shock hasn't entirely left her face. "I'm glad you defended me and yourself," she continues, her words carrying the weight of years of silent frustration with her sister. "Amanda is toxic, selfish, and downright arrogant. She's always been that way, putting herself above all else, caring little for anyone else's feelings. What a bitch," Maama vents, her tone laced with bitterness.

No one had seen him in years. “Where are you now?” Lena muttered under her breath. Just as she was about to dig deeper, her phone buzzed. She glanced at the caller ID. Unknown number. Her stomach twisted. She hesitated before answering. “Hello?” A moment of silence. Then, a woman’s voice. Smooth, controlled, and dripping with quiet menace. “You need to stop.” Lena stiffened. “Who is this?” The voice chuckled. “Let’s not play games, Ms. Reyes. We both know exactly who I am.”

He looked so sleepy, and like any new mother, I was overwhelmed with emotions. The door opened, and Rea entered, smiling warmly at the sight of the young child in my arms. "I can see a bright future for our future alpha," she said. Rea had served us for a long time, and it was clear that serving our family brought her joy. She walked straight towards me, handing me a letter. "The alpha has sent a letter for you, Luna," she said. My husband was so old-fashioned; he loved classics and often communicated this way.

Mama could sense their agitation and had to calm them down in the only way she knew how, a mother’s love albeit, firm love. Even Gael didn’t make a peep. An Alpha can be very possessive of his Luna and pups and even he was quiet; I don’t get it, but my mama is my rock, and it made me happy to know Gramma Cher was ready to fulfill her role as a loving positive force in my babies lives. After finding out my mama was a super empath and my children were controlling my emotions, it was time to return to the task at hand.

“You can wait, Lion. Calm down a bit before you join us, okay?” In moments like these, I remember how cool my mother can be. Dad may be a hard, cold, badass where the Mafia is concerned, but it takes one hell of a woman to tame him. Her name is Amara, my Mom. With a shaky breath, I take Thorton’s hand and guide him in. Here goes nothing. XXX

Her chest still ached from the encounter at the café, and yet, it was only a prelude to the next wave of pressure. Her phone buzzed, breaking the quiet. It was her mother. Amara hesitated, fingers hovering over the answer button. She knew the tone that would meet her: gentle, warm, but threaded with the weight of expectation and tradition. She swallowed and answered, her voice trembling slightly. “Hi, Mama.”

Her hair loose on her shoulders, her lips pursed into a line, looking unpleased. “Save it, Amanda,” she snaps, and this instantly made Amanda cower. Even the omegas dispersed and ran in a hurry, leaving only the three of us to bask in the tension palpable in the air. Mom growls, slamming us with her powerful aura. Her aura has no effect on me, while Amanda robotically bares her neck in submission. Like my father, Mom was born with Alpha blood. She was meant to be next in line to be alpha, but then she found her mate, my Dad, and they merged their packs into one, making her Luna.

“Mom Amara is the one running the hospital now. She is the new interim administrator. She is smiling in public like some savior while threatening Lila and pulling strings behind the scenes.” My mother’s face twisted with rage. “That bitch! That fucking lying bitch! She held my hand through the worst pain of my life and then stole one of my children. She looked me in the eye and told me my baby was dead. God damn her to hell for what she did to this family!”

Amira consoled her "Ha... my lady even the baby needs food. You'll have to find something for him to eat." Anna said "Okay okay. You look after the baby, while I go find something for the both of you to eat" Amira said Amira left to find food, she walked for a while till she saw an antelope. "It would be perfect for supper" she thought She quickly picked a log, was not to heavy or light, she sharpened it till the tip was sharp enough to pierce through anything. Her father had thought her while growing up. She missed him so much.

“Momma!” Aramide heard Aracely Squeal, a small smile played on the woman's lips as she weakly reached out for the girl who didn't hesitate to pull her into a hug. Aramide kissed her daughter's hair as she held her close, The little girl meant the world to her.