Belle Da Costa Greene Mother Novels & Stories

With all her wealth and our family's name, mommy could easily put off anyone overstepping her boundaries. However, today, Mrs. Grey plays the role of a loving and devoted mother. She has an angelic and charming natural smile, only seen within her compound and on a few occasions for the camera. Today Mrs. Grey dazzles in a long chocolate dress, revealing her curves to the public. I envy mommy for being 20 years older than I, yet looking like my age mate. Whenever in social places with her, people, including my friends, mistake mommy for my sister. Mrs. grey pushes aside her old age with a continuous workout. Mommy enjoys morning and evening runs. She participates in weekend hiking and hill-cl

He pulls her up to his side and says, “Mom, dad, this is G-” The woman looked as if she had seen a ghost. “Greer?” Liam looks shocked that his mom knows her names already and Adam stares at Greer as if he can not believe his eyes. Bella also stares at the girl, looking a bit pale. She takes a step closer to have a better look. “You are Belinda's granddaughter, Greer, aren't you?” Greer nods, noticing the look of shock on Liam's face. He turns to face her with a frown. “You can't be.”

Her voice projected from behind me. I veered around and caught a glimpse of Queen Zita, Bella's mother, looking somewhat enraged with anger and despair. I evaded her hot stare because I knew what she was capable of when angered. " She is missing," I responded in a low voice. "What do you mean she is missing? Ain't you not supposed to take care of her and know all her whereabouts?" She hissed while her eyes changed color to a grim green glow. Her fingers were spread out, ready to strike at me again.

YOUR MOTHER IS WAITING. Below was a photo. Her mother. Alive. Sitting in a fancy chair. Next to her stood an older woman. Elegant. Terrifying. At the bottom in red letters. WELCOME TO THE BELMONT FAMILY. Celeste dropped the phone. Damien picked it up. His face went white. "That's Eleanor Belmont." "And my mother is with her." "Like she's been there all along." Celeste couldn't breathe. Was her mother with the Belmonts this whole time? Has everything been a lie? Was her mother the real enemy?

Bella noticed that they are driving in the highway, and she can see lots of trees along the road, and she can have the full view of the ocean as the car passes by. Many teenage kids might think that she's out for a holiday vacation because there's beach, and she is surrounded by nature, but sadly, she's here for a totally different thing. I had a different reason why I needed to be here. Bella glanced at a middle-aged woman who is sitting beside her. The woman warmly smiles at her, and she just gave her a polite and civil nod. Afterwards, Bella turned her attention back to the road. This middle-aged woman sitting beside her is Doctor Celeste Newman, and she is her adoptive mother. She is als

Celeste's mom stood up as soon as she heard the door opened. She looked at the direction of the door and waited for the person to enter. Celeste is already expecting her mother to be waiting for her but she's still caught off-guard when she saw her. Her mother is tall and slim with a very alluring figure. Her green, sleeveless, silk dress fits perfectly on her body curves. She is beautiful and sophisticated. Her 'no make-up' make-up suits her perfectly.

“Rhea. Rhea!” My father says with urgency. His fingers firmly grasping my mothers shoulders, her swollen belly the only thing keeping them apart. Her gown is a gauzy minty green. The skirt endlessly flowing around her. The bodice made of a darker velvet. He never calls her by her name. “You must prepare yourself to run. I might not come back. You know the position we are in.”

Admittedly, Bella Greene was an exceptionally beautiful woman who could make people stop what they were doing and stare in a trance. Then, they would notice her hot figure and be even more amazed. As the CEO of a modeling company, it only made sense that she had some of the greatest looks and shapes. Judging by how she was handling their talk, Bella was no slouch in diplomatic work either. Everything, down to her manner of speech, showed great skills. Javier put down his pen after signing the paper and held her hand for a shake. “You flatter me, Miss Greene. Please take a seat.”

In all this Sinclair drama I’d almost forgotten she was here. But she is, a look just as stoic as Bella’s plastered in her face. “Mrs Sinclair. Lovely to meet you again.” She says curtly, her slight British accent making the words very polite. But Celeste doesn’t feel the same, because before Riley is done uttering her last word, she’s charging towards her in heated steps. Bella, who towers over her mother, stops the woman from even coming an inch away from Riley. That doesn’t stop Celeste from flinging her arms and trying to break through the barricade that is her daughter.

I noticed that Tim bowed his head, but I couldn't because other than the King, I could look at anyone. "I see you are bold now, Moon," The woman said with a smirk on her face. She was a redhead in her fifties, and I wondered why the hell she was talking to me. I had seen her with Beta Green a couple of times. I observed her features, and it clicked. She must be Beta Green's mate, which would make her Lola's mother. I see that her daughter took after her behaviour-wise. "How may I help you?" I asked her, and she smirked.