Angel Mommys Novels & Stories

Jenna’s POV It felt like the morning after their accident again—when I woke up, not to my mom’s good morning kisses or tickles, but to the harsh scent of anesthesia and the cruel reminder that I was the only survivor of the crash that stole the angels who raised me to be a fighter. It was a painful awakening. So disorienting, it filled me with hate. They were asking me questions again, the people in white... The doctors who failed to save my parents but insisted on calling me a miracle.

Monique said, "Mr. Sun, this is Angel Xander’s mother. I have something to do today. I'll ask Mrs. Lee to pick Angel Xander up. She knows her. Is it convenient for me to talk to Angel Xander?" Mr. Sun quickly called Angel Xander over. "Angela, your mommy is calling you." On Little Nomi's delicate face, a pair of smart eyes rolled twice. "Mommy is calling me at this time. Is there anything I can do for her?" She reached out and took the phone from Mr. Sun. "Mommy, do you miss me?"

He hurried to open his phone and placed it on his ear . “ Mommy ? “ said Angelo . " My sweet Angelo . Mommy misses you so badly . " said Antonio . " Mommy.....you don't sound that happy . " said Angelo worried . “ My baby………Mommy is being tortured by a merciless devil here at the office . I won't be able to see you for a week or so . I was supposed to be at the company for only three days but there's so much work that mommy won't be able to finish if I come home . Uncle Alex will stay with you until mommy finishes work then we will definitely go to the pool where you wish to go . I will make sure to talk to my boss about it . “ said Antonio .

, the Elderly lady gave her a sweet smile that caused her skin to scrunch. "Ammo! Why do you call me Angel?", the little girl asked. "Because you are an Angel. My Angel! Your mother's Angel", the Elderly lady said. "But Angel has white wings and a white gown", the Little girl spoke as she was curious to know about the Angel. "You also have wings but it's not visible for us to see", Elderly Lady who was the little girl's Ammo replied to her. "Huh? Ammo your words confused me because my name is AASHMAAN", the Little girl replied to her maternal grandmother.

mom's voice breaks me out of my thought. "Okay Am I missing something here? Can you tell me who is this Angel?" I direct my question at my parents. "Ohh, I am Liam girlfriend," Angel said smugly. Fuck

Kayla's face glowed with happiness that echoed mine. “I'm so happy you're okay." Kayla sniffed slightly, filled with emotions as though we hadn't been speaking on the phone and texting daily. Jade came into view, her hair packed up as she wore casual jeans and an oversized tee. She moved forward, squeezing me with a comfortable tightness and releasing quickly to look over me. A mother bear she was indeed. When her 'perusal' seemed satisfactory, she let out a giggle that suited her youth. “We missed you so much, bitch!" Jade screamed out, making me wince as I smiled. Kayla slapped her arm lightly.

The color drained from Layon’s face as he suddenly remembered Angel’s mother and how she had taken her own life shortly after her husband was banished, leaving Angel alone in the Alpha pack. “Shit, Angel, I’m…”he began to apologize again only to break off when Angem’s head suddenly whipped up. It appeared she had reached the end of her tether. Her charcoal eyes had turned to amber, glowing angrily even as she curled back her lips to reveal that her fangs were now protruding from her gums. “Just go!” she snarled at him, her claws scraping the box she was holding once more. An instant later she shook her head as if shaking off her wolf and all returned to normal, though her voice was still men

But Amy believed in the impossible. “How are you gonna protect me inside the truck if the bomb goes off? How am I gonna protect you?” Omar continued to quiz his mom. The little boy’s mind couldn’t understand why his mom seemed so calm about the situation. “Mommy’s gonna protect you because you’re my little Pumpkin, and moms can sometimes do the impossible while protecting their babies. You’ll see what I mean.” Amy looked down at her son briefly and winked at him. “You know your eyes are still on fire.” Omar reached up to touch the bottom eyelid of his mother’s face.