Angel Urns For Mom Novels & Stories

I had nothing to lose, and with Dark being so old, even if he didn't look over 18, maybe it would work. I get dressed and go out. The human city was a long distance away. I asked my mother to accompany me without telling her the plan, and the two of us, in my car, went to the shops humans usually go to. I didn't know what to buy. Honestly, I've never needed to be romantic before, but my mother was a machine, and she dragged me into a natural stone store. Angel loves natural stones. There are several in his room, and he wears stone bracelets.

"I expected nothing less from a celebrity who's all about fan service. She's incredibly hot!" "I heard you had to pay 30 grand for a full day with her! Just imagine all the things the wealthy can do." "So what if she was a celebrity? Those monsters will ruin whoever they want to." Negative comments flooded the posts that contained those photos. I shuddered as I turned to look at the middle-aged woman before me—Karen Palmer, my mom. Despite all the rumors flooding her phone, my mom nonchalantly scrolled through them all. The biggest reaction I saw was a frown as she liked and reposted a comment saying 'Embarrassing'.

Marcus responded dryly. “No! No! Maximus came to see you, Mom!” Serenity said desperately. “Me? Why? What for?” Valerie asked, looking confused. “Oh my God! Mom, here—he brought this for you,” Serenity said, handing her the urn Maximus had given her. “Serenity, what is this?” “Maximus brought it for you. It’s… It’s…” “My grandfather!” Valerie gasped, immediately taking the urn in her hands.

he said seriously and opened the door for me. I frowned as I got out and tried to remember why and when I fell asleep, but those things seemed to have just been blown away by the mist when I caught sight of the house he was referring to. I even felt like my jaw had dropped, as the unexplainable heaviness crawled into my chest upon seeing the whole place. The gates were so huge and had a familiar emblem of a white horned skull. Wait, this is like the mask that the Harana Guy was wearing. Aside from that, the top of the four gigantic pillars were sculpted into bulls' skulls with crosses on the forehead, while the pillar itself became its body that was also sculpted into a tall man's features.

She asked, her voice steady as she looked at Angel. " After everything that you have done, do you still want to be forgiven? Are you still asking for forgiveness from Yara?" Angel questioned, instead of answering her mother's question. " Do you think you deserve to be forgiven, mother? You even killed your grandchild...You killed my baby!" Angel snapped, raw anger simmering on the surface of her face. "Don't think about the past, okay? It is just a lost pregnancy. Don't call it a baby..Take it as a natural miscarriage..Your womb is still intact. In the future, you will have many opportunities to become a mother. "

The silver urn shattered on the hardwood floor, my mother's ashes scattering like gray snow. "Oops." Astrid's voice dripped false concern. "How clumsy of me." A sound escaped me—part wolf, part human, pure anguish. My mother's ashes... all I had left of her... "What's wrong, Luna?" Astrid taunted. "Upset about a little spilled dust? Like mother, like daughter—both of you just dirt on the ground." I moved without thinking, grief and rage propelling me forward. Astrid backpedaled toward the balcony doors, her hand on her stomach, her eyes gleaming with triumph.

Dina felt like her entire soul was on fire, being in contact with that damn angel had elevated it even worse and she felt a slight wooziness like she would escape Feral’s body at any moment. She instantly decided to buy a package, rather than suffer this much and put the mission at harm, why not? Purchasing the ‘Soul Balm’, Dina felt the flames within her soul being quenched by a soothing frost and couldn’t be happier. Right now, she really thought she was about to die. Feral finally regained himself and with a tiny smile at the worried duo he said, “Let’s go.” The angels’ realm was surrounded by tall and huge mansions engraved within them names which probably showed the owners of the houses

The table for three looks romantic, with a set of flowers and dinnerware used. "Athena, you are stunning," Angelo says with sincerity in his eyes. "Angelo, come on, I'm old. My face has changed and everything about my body has changed." "That's not true and I think Angel would agree with me," Angelo says as he winks at me, like asking for my approval. "Of course, in my eyes, my mom is the most beautiful." Mom laughs a little. "Alright, you two win." We laugh with her as well. Angelo helps mom sit on her chair, and then he sits opposite mom. The look in their eyes tells me how much they love each other. Angelo holds mom gently, making sure she’s comfortable in her chair. It's wonderful to wa

Venus will dress up extraordinarily beautiful tonight, so that Gamma will be enchanted and melt to her. *** That night, Angel looked back at her reflection in the mirror. Her look is truly feminine, especially since her long hair is rolled up in a classic style over the nape of her neck, showing off her long and exotic earrings. It was her mother who dressed her up to make her look this beautiful.

If not for Avery, her mother wouldn't have died. "Avery, it's all your fault. It's all your fault for causing my mother's death. Angie clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into the skin of her palms. Her eyes opened wide and were filled with traces of blood. She swore before her mother's tombstone that she would not let Avery off easy. She swore. "Mom, don't worry. I won't let you die in vain. I will avenge you." Angie knelt in front of her mother's tombstone and kowtowed three times.