Christian Keyes Mother Novels & Stories

Everyone knew that every asset the Roth family owned came from my mother’s family. My father was, to put it nicely, the Roth family’s chosen son-in-law. But to put it bluntly, he was a social climber. Every honor and glory he earned was thanks to my mother, so he had always obeyed her every word. So, how could I possibly tolerate my mother being humiliated like that in the video? I took a deep breath and held back my anger. I was determined to look into what had happened at the banquet hall and discover the truth.

"I'm the town handyman your mother called me when things broke. That's all." "That's all," I repeated, not believing him for a second.The lawyer's office was three blocks away. I left Gus in the restaurant and walked there in the fading afternoon light, my mind spinning with everything that had happened in the last twenty-four hours. Mr. Santoro was an old man who'd known my family since before I was born. He offered his condolences, handed me documents to sign, and then dropped the bomb I should have seen coming."Your mother remarried six months ago."I stared at him. "What?"

" she shouted. "Oh, I know plenty," he snapped. "You blocked her senses over and over again. Even when she tripped and fell, you disabled her ability to feel pain. She couldn't feel anything anymore—not pain, not joy, not even the fact that she was still alive." Chris pulled out a letter I had given him three days ago. Mom's eyes locked onto the folded sheet. "What is that?" His voice trembled with sorrow. "This is from Elsa. She left it for both of us."

To fund literacy and creative arts programs in memory of Caroline Kingsley. I read it once. Read it again. My mother's full name. Not Kingsley — there were other Kingsleys. Her full name, which Cassian had known because I had told him, early in our marriage when we still talked about things that weren't logistics or appearances. I had told him about her. About the notebooks she kept. About the stories she started and never finished because there was always something more pressing. About the way she used to say that she would write properly one day when she had the time.

Usually, she would rather not be aware of such a dangerous matter. She'd naturally want to stay out of trouble. However, out of curiosity and her obligation toward her friend, she felt like she needed to find out. "Alright, James. Tell me what happened." In the end, she took a deep breath and asked the question. Since she seemed determined to know, he began telling her the truth. "Keith's mother was Hailey Reyes. She was an extremely beautiful woman from Mystoria who later died of stomach cancer," he explained. Then, he continued. "She was a key figure in the previous generation's succession struggle. Many of the potential heirs were interested in her."

Madam Bush began to walk back, supported by her children. After Jessica got in her car, she didn't start it but watched her brothers and her mother leave. Then she got out of the car and returned to her father’s grave. Because Christian had not come, when telling her dad about her recent situation, Jessica had only talked about her career but had not mentioned Christian. Now she was alone with her father. She sat on the stone slab, leaning against the tombstone, and spoke slowly. She told him what a scum Adam was and how she had met Christian by coincidence. She smiled and said that it was an unexpected joy to meet Christian. After marrying him, she had led a very happy life...

“Then pray tell, Riverdale, why it is taking you and your people this damn long to find her?! You can’t be telling me she actually up and left without a trace that day! Not after what she had gone through. You most especially should know about her life. You may be a married mutt to that she wolf you’ve loved, but you were also my mother’s husband first! Not that it would matter, would it? It’s not like you’re ever my father, blood or not!” One of the few truths that is not known to the mass. They who only know Christian was some orphan boy who was taken in by Forrest and his wife at a very young age, supposedly due to them being unable to have children, or have difficulty in doing so. Unknow

Christian whispered, looking like he had just seen a ghost. “No,” I gasped and almost fell backwards as I tried to move. My palm covered my mouth and I couldn’t stop shaking my head. “No, no.” “Hazel, wait.” I ran up the stairs, tears blurring my vision. I made my way into my room and slammed the door, but Christian pushed it open before I could lock it. “Hazel.” “Chloe… Chloe is Valerie’s mother?” I gasped, barely able to string a coherent and stable sentence.

Ajoke nodded and Christiana cried loudly. " I want to see my mummy! Where's my daddy? He said he was coming back with my favorite snacks! He said he wasn't going for long! I want to see my daddy." She said crying loudly and at this point nobody knew what to do so her grandmother just held her. "I want to see my daddy and my mummy." She continued crying and Titi stood there crying looking at everything. End of flashback. Christiana was in her car driving to work as she just left mass for the all soul's day celebration which also happened to be her parent's death anniversary.

“If not, you would not act like that. Why do I have a feeling like you are using that arranged marriage thing just to get close to him since he was mysterious and elusive?” I blinked a few times before I cleared my throat. “You didn’t care about the arranged marriage, you care about the man who you are going to marry. Am I right, Kathy?” Kieffer is seriously looking at me. There is also no hint of a joke in his voice, it was all serious. Damn. “I… I don’t know.” I said as I looked away like I was guilty of it at the same time not. I heard my brother sigh. “Okay, then.” He said. “Mom wanted you to go home tomorrow. She said she texted and called you many times but you didn’t answer. I guess y