Baki Mother Novels & Stories

********************** Some months later ********************** I have been avoiding Mazi for so long to no avail, I really regretted what happened between us in the past however I'm really pressured right now. My petty business is not enough to pay my rent, cloth, or feed Sarah and me, not to talk of Sarah's school fees. The hours I spent under the sun has made my skin darker and wrinkled, I don't wear makeup anymore and it used to be one of my favorite things in the world. Sarah would soon be eight years but she has matured beyond her age because of the circumstances revolving around us, I have failed her as a mother. "Mum, I'm hungry." Sarah's soft voice broke my reverie.

She stood there lost in thoughts wondering who the call was from and didn't hear her daughter calling "Mum....mum...mum..." Riley called but there was no reply. She went to her mum and patted her on the back. Rosita got startled and turned to face her daughter "Mum..., is everything alright." she asked "Yes....., Sweetheart." she answered "Mum, are you sure? she asked " Yes dear, let's go have your breakfast so that I can take you to school. The bus has already left." she replied and they left to have breakfast.

I knew it. " I don't want you to send her to prison, it will hurt my Dad" " Why?, I thought you ha*te her? " " I didn't know that Brea was our mother, She left us when I was a toddler because my Dad we t bankrupt, He couldn't satisfy her needs any longer, None of them refused to show me my Mom's picture, I was talking rashly at Zoe not knowing she was trying to protect me, I wil make sure I retrieved all the documents in Zoe possession for you "He rushed the last sentence, I laughed again

“We already know the pattern...how it always works. I know you’re probably tired of it… the poor life you and your mother lived in that wooden room somewhere down south.” “I won’t let you speak about my mother like that, Mrs Clara Moretti. Put some respect on her name,” Bianca snapped, her voice shaking with emotion.“My mother deserves all the grace in the world. She raised me as a single parent and gave me everything money could never buy. She was my father and my mother.” Her eyes burned with tears as her chest rose and fell, her heart pounding at the mention of the woman she would always be grateful to.

I like them too much as I spend most of my days in their house. Her mom is also single mother and our neighbour and most importantly Baker. She cook too much delicious food while my mom is complete disaster so I used to stay with them more. Wise choice. I know. Finally after soughting out our thoughts about our mothers we again started watching the show. But there is something , something weird I felt after seeing that pendent. I feel like I see it before too but where. This question keep bugging in my mind and I hate it when I can't remember things.

“The only reason you are still standing here is because of your mother. Next time, I won’t think twice before having you thrown out. End this now. Let’s all enjoy the party before it turns into something uglier than it already has.” He didn’t wait for anyone to respond. He turned on his heel and walked away, clearly done with the drama. Bambi’s mother didn’t leave right away. She lingered just long enough to pierce me with one last look, her eyes sharp and full of promise. “You have made an enemy of me tonight, young lady,” she said, her voice low but filled with so much intent to do evil to me “And I enjoy teaching my enemies lessons. You will learn yours soon.”

Then, at last, the sound of a lock turning broke the silence, and the door slowly opened. Bastian’s mother, Mrs. Sarah, stood there. Her silver hair was neatly tied in a flawless bun, reflecting the discipline and principles she had always upheld. Though she wore only a simple house dress, her authority remained unshaken—far stronger than Bastian, who now stood utterly broken. Her sharp eyes scanned the disheveled figure before her—her only son, once her pride, now nothing more than a shadow of the man she had raised. “Mother… I’m home,” Bastian said hoarsely, his voice barely audible. He lowered his head at once, unable to meet the gaze of the woman who had given him everything, including t

With that, I kept the needle pressed against my neck while limping out of the hospital. When I walked past an abandoned building, a pair of hands emerged from the darkness and pulled me inside. Soon, I felt the cold touch of a knife against my neck. It was Paige Bracker. The woman my father had beaten into miscarriage. Her eyes were bloodshot, and her hair was disheveled. After she took me to the rooftop, she ordered sharply, “Call Cassandra and tell her to bring me ten million dollars, or else I’ll throw you off the edge!”

#ExposeMadamBuenavista My mother experienced abuse from that rich demon. My mother is a masseuse and was once summoned to their mansion to massage the demon. After the massage, she complained that my mother's hands were too heavy, and then suddenly took my mother to their basement and hit her with a wooden stick, claiming that it was so my mother could experience the pain she felt. You have no heart! You deserve to be burned in hell! #ExposeMadamBuenavista

"Oh shush. You never know....after all,your long lost mother could be one. If..." "Stop Leatisia. You know I hate talking about her." I said automatically starting to feel sad and angry at the mother I never knew. I didn't care if she was nobility or not. With the somber mood surrounding us, we settled into silence and I went and started checking on the old Baker who was the only patient at the clinic. He had broken his femur in an accident as his tried to fix the thatch over his house. I cleaned his injury, changed his bandages and gave him something for the pain.