Baki Mother Novels & Stories

There was indeed he and his father, but the other two people, were not his family, although Kenzie wished they could be family. But Kenzie nodded in response. "Wow, your mom is beautiful. She must be proud to have a son as smart as Kenzie." Miss Stacey rubbed Kenzie's head and smiled at her before she left Kenzie alone again. Kenzie immediately looked at the painting again. For all he knew, the woman in the painting was Alea's mother. Because she looked exactly like her. Kenzie couldn't understand why his father had drawn Alea's mother and written the word 'Mommy'.

My mother, Margaret Harper, carries the blood of a Word Witch. Once every lunar cycle, she can speak one blessing that fate itself is forced to obey. But all my life, the only thing she ever gave me was half a sentence. When I was eighteen, I received early admission to the Northern Royal Healers' Academy. My mother looked at the letter and said, "If you go north..." Her instincts had never been wrong, so I thought she'd seen danger waiting for me there. I turned the academy down with my own hands. Months later, she used her recommendation and a binding blessing to send my younger sister, Chloe, to the best healing school near our pack, even though Chloe had nowhere near my talent. After tha

"Emery Landon is not worthy of my future." Her mother nodded once, slowly. The way she nodded when she was arriving at a conclusion she had not expected to arrive at. “I can’t say anything to convince you otherwise, can I?” Baker, who had been uncharacteristically quiet for the past four minutes, leaned forward. "Is he as fine in person as he looks in pictures? Because Zoe, the pictures—" "Baker." Their mother cut her off sharply. Baker pouted, turning away from their mother, her finger curling around her straight hair, "What? I am just asking."

Why were they all taking that country girl's side instead? "Yeah... I know," the patriarch added. He looked back at the beautiful straight-haired girl. "Do you know why?" Naomi swallowed hard. She was helpless. "Bia has a mother's instinct, whereas you do not." The senior Bimantara's sentence hit a certain young man right where he was kneeling. A mother's instinct? The nanny had mentioned it before too. The person who cared for Bian needed to have a mother's instinct.

My mother could drug minds. Who was Mother?

Her mother searched for her through the crowd while she watched in amusement, she rushed down immediately, pushing through the crowds and to her mother who she hadn’t seen in a while. Barb Goodman, who had been searching for her daughter saw her approaching with open hands trying to initiate a hug. She opened her hands immediately and pulled her daughter into a warm embrace, Arlene pulled away a bit, and her mum patted her fluttering hair to the side and tucked them at the back of her ear. Barb took her daughters handbag and swung it on her shoulder while they walked towards the car.

TOKYO, JAPAN CHLOE MAE BERSALES was wanted! Indeed. She'd been wanted in a good and bad way—from her enraged father to being a billion-dollar Baby Mama of an innocent soul that she would meet nine months from now. The page of her book went beyond extraordinary when the billionaire CEO of Greyson Stockholdings disclosed an offer she could not resist. Well, that was two months ago and in baby steps, she learned to play along in the cycle. An unexpected yet interesting progression in her old mundane life.

"No, I'm sure your queen will not be angry." "Is she not your queen too? She is everybody's queen." She asked her mother as they walked. "Whoever is Remeta's queen is also Baski's queen." Baski deadpanned. "Because Baski is Remeta's mother?" "Because Baski is Remeta's mother." She confirmed with an affirmative nod. "Can Remeta tell her mama that she loves her?" Baski stopped suddenly and stared at her daughter. In the past few days, she has added weight and she looked so brighter than ever.

Jacob said, looking at Andrea with a smile. "Look who we have here. He finally remembers his mother," Mrs. Jones said happily as she walked over to them and gave Jacob a hug. Mrs. Jones, who is in her late forties, has stunning emerald green eyes and soft, chestnut hair that stops just above her shoulders. She caught Andrea's attention in a multicolored floral dress that highlighted her fair complexion. Even Andrea couldn't help but feel intimidated by her beauty. Andrea's smile slowly faded away, and a faint gasp escaped her lips as recognition finally dawned on her: "Her? The lady I met at the boutique is Jacob's mom."She thought to herself inwardly.

she said and grabbed her purse. "I'll take you there" he said. "Zane" she called out his name. "It's fine, just let me. Please" he said. "Sure" Paige finally agreed to his offer. They both left the house and head to Dawson's company. Paige didn't have any friend but finally, she has found one. Someone that could replace her mother for the meantime but not in her life. Her mother was the most important person in her life, right now, the only thing to do is to move on.