Angel Urns For Mom Novels & Stories

“Well, thank you for paying it all. I don’t know what to do if you’re not here, Angelito. Please suit yourselves, you can still go back in two to three days. There are so many places here to go.” Denver gets his phone and sits beside his mother. “Ma, look at these designs.” When Maxine sees his plates, her smile broadens and feels proud for his only son. Angelito roams around the small hotel unit and looks for his mother’s picture on his gallery. It hurts only looking at the picture of his phone. However, he is startled when Maxine is at his back. “Is that your mother?” “Auntie!” he shouts in astonishment as Maxine chuckles in his reaction.

It was the time when a white urn appeared in Rita’s hands. She was confused at first when it suddenly appeared in her hands, but when she saw the picture of a young woman very similar to Angel at the front of the urn, she understood. Not only her, but also Hailley and Maya, who were with Rita outside the ER, were startled by the appearance of that urn. Rita howled aloud right after Aurora’s howl in pain. Her daughter finally left the world, and it was as painful as her death back then. Both Maya and Hailley held Rita from both sides, and Hailley howled in pain too.

"You have to be strong for your two children. Prove to Danial that you can survive here." Kimberly nodded her head as tears rolled down her cheeks. "Oh yes, this is what Mommy brought." Angela took out a velvet box from her pocket and showed it to Kimberly. "This is-?" Kimberly looked at a very beautiful and antique-looking ring. "This is the angel kiss, a ring passed down through the generations. I got it from Regan's mom, and now you have to wear it too," Angela said, putting it on Kimberly's finger. "Wow, it's very fitting and suitable," said Angela.

She couldn’t figure out what her child meant. “The game is over now because you saved me and Daddy. You played an interactive video game called Gunmetal Mama.” Omar giggled. The little boy placed his hand against his mother’s face and he caressed his mom’s cheek while watching the smile fade away from her lips. When Omar caressed his mother’s face, that’s when his body disintegrated in her arms. “Baby!!” Amy screamed out to her son after his body crumbled in her arms. She choked on her breath.

“Angel, since you’re Daddy and Mommy’s daughter, you’re our dearest darling in this lifetime. We feel what you feel. Daddy and Mommy will only be happy if you’re happy. Your unhappiness is our unhappiness as well. “I don’t care about your past or future. I just know that you’re the daughter I gave birth to and brought up with all of my heart in this lifetime. We share the same bloodline, and we’re the closest mother and daughter. Therefore, I won’t allow anyone to hurt you.” Angel hugged Angeline tightly and said, “Mommy, I’m terrified. I’m afraid that I’ll bring disaster to the Ares family.”

We were distracted when the door clicked open and Diego walked in carrying an urn. I couldn't help it but frown wondering what the hell was happening. I turned to look at Xavier and saw a frown on his face. I guess he was confused just the same way that I was. “ Angelina, this is for you. A delivery guy was at your house to deliver it but you were not around.” My heart thumped against my ribcage crazily as though it would escape from my chest the next second. I had a bad feeling about what was inside the urn. Anytime I laid my eyes on the urn, it reminded me of all the people that I have lost in my life.

Angela is standing in a tomb. He keeps a bouquet of flowers on top of the grave. "Hello, maam!" Angela exclaimed, staring at the tombstone with her mother's name on it. Angela shed tears. I don't know how long he will be like this. "Mother always taught me to be strong and tough. My mother always told me that angels are not crybabies and are always strong. The angel never held grudges or hurt others. But Mom, I'm not an angel. My name is Angel, but I don't have the qualities that angels have. Mother, I never hurt others, but why do they always hurt me, Mom? I don't want to be a crybaby, but this wound hurts so much that I feel like crying and screaming." Angela lowered her head with tears st

Mutsi interrupts before Helena can continue blaming herself for what has happened to her son. "Gideon, don't let anyone in here except for Osric and I, or your father," Embry instructs before leaving us alone to help Angel. I pace, watching my mother lay Angel on the fur carpet in front of the fireplace. She places one hand over Angel’s forehead and her other over his heart. Her hands begin to glow a bright white which turns to lavender which produces heat as her aura fills the room, making it difficult to stay close.

She muttered with her voice breaking. I just sighed and kept my straight face. “I think you need a moment with your mother,” I mumbled, excusing myself. I took a few steps back, then halted between two tombstones. I pivoted my head to check if Angel was still looking at me, and she wasn't. She’d knelt down on her mother's tomb, and was cleaning the dust away with her hand. I tilted my head back to the grave on my left, then swallowed hard. Onto the next, I shed a tear.

Trembling with fear, the young person took a breath and said: “My mother told me that there are angels, but I didn't want to hear, I didn't want to hear… Now I'm being punished by God for my sins. Jesus sends you, Angel Azrael, Angel of Death Azrael, to punish me as a sinner… ”The rest of the senseless babbling was lost in the deep sobs of the madman and he clapped his hands over his face, crying. “Cristiano, please! Give us your coordinates. Reinforcements are on their way to you, ”the device tried again.