Dearest Mother Dearest Father Song Novels & Stories

"Sign it! Sign it right now!" My mother's voice was raw and cracking as she pointed at the disownment notice on the floor. I stood there frozen, tears streaming down my face, but I couldn't force myself to move an inch. "Enough!" A low, stern voice cut through the chaos. My father, George Ballmer, hurried over. He glanced at my mother, who looked half out of her mind, then shot a quick look at me. He gripped her trembling shoulders, his voice laced with a weariness he could barely hide.

I was only a few steps away when I heard my mom singing one of the lullaby songs she used to sing to me as a kid back then in Moboga of Tanzania. Oh, I used to love it when she sang it to me. I still wish she could now but I'm pretty sure it'll be weird singing a lullaby to your 16-year-old daughter. I arrived at the kitchen and my mom senses my presence. She stopped singing and it took a minute for her to organize her emotions before speaking. "Your father and I used to sing the song to you when You were little... He was the sweetie man I've ever know... Even though it was hard during my youth dating the young prince and soon to be king, I certainly never gave up on our love. "

Sawyer looked towards her, and a sad smile crossed his face. "I remember the day this portrait was taken," he said quietly. "My mother…she looked more beautiful than anything I had ever seen and she glowed." He chuckled slightly to himself. "Right before this picture was taken, she was singing this song…it was called…" He drifted off into thought and then snapped his fingers. "So This is Love! She'd hum it every day and as she was clipping in her earrings, my father enters while she's singing and picks her up and swirls her around and he sings with her." Waverly grinned at the image he was describing. "That's a beautiful memory," she commented.

I snapped back at her. "He is your mate.....you cannot wish him dead. Besides, girl, you should be happy and celebrating that he isn't leaving, and he still hasn't caught a whiff of the mate bond. That's a testimony, girl, or else you would have been cooked," she hissed back at me, her voice coming in a whisper. Mate My mate The moon goddess must be so cruel, pairing me off to the very man who murdered my parents and whose son ruined my life as the days go by.

My mom came in while holding my dad’s hand. The sound of her heels clacking on the floor struck fear in everyone’s hearts. My dad looked around before fixing his gaze on Coral. “Were you the one who said Nina seduced me? What a joke. Nina is my daughter!”

" Adrian asked with a look of hatred. "What? Your mother is different... she will always have a place in my heart! I love her very much! Our memories will always be there! I will never..." Aaron took a few steps back, his face turning slightly sad. Adrian looked at his father with a look of dislike. There was hatred there. There was hurt. "Pfft! Love her! But you always hurt her! With all those women... around you, Father!" said Adrian, now standing tall in front of his father.

My father asks and I nod. I take his hand and I do the same thing I did with Beckett; I place my head on his chest... When you say you love me Know I love you more And when you say you need me Know I need you more Boy, I adore you-oo-ou I adore you-oo-ou I love lying next to you I could do this for eternity You and me We're meant to be in holy matrimony God knew exactly what he was doing When He led me to you

"You were a lamp in our darkest nights, But you faded away when we needed you the most, And you took pieces of our hearts with you, To a world beyond our reach, Even now I cry over the life we could have had, I worry that you're all alone in that graveyard, Where father buried you and our happiness. It's winter again and I worry that you're cold. I would sell my life to go back to the day that you left, I would fight every monster that stole your soul away." I sing a piece of the song I recently wrote for my dead mother. My voice sounds soother than I imagined it could be. I take a deep breath before carrying on, but the air suddenly smells like a devine fragrance.

You gave me strength to go on There were so many times Looking back when I was so afraid And then you'd come to me and say to me I could face anything And no one else can do What you have done for me You'll always be, you will always be The girl in my life, ooh, oh Mama, mama, you know I love you (You know I love you, you know I love you) Mama, mama, you're the queen of my heart (you are) Your love is like tears from the stars (Your love is like tears from the stars) Mama, I just want you to know (ooh, mama I just want you to know) Lovin' you is like food to my soul Never gonna go a day without you Fills me up just thinking' about you I'll never go a day without my mama Mama, mama, you know

Just before the new school term started, my daughter's parent group chat, which had been quiet for ages, suddenly announced that the first parent-teacher meeting of the semester would be held that night. The rule was: both parents had to attend. A long string of "Got it" followed. I was about to reply when I noticed someone had beaten me to it. A guy with a family photo as his profile picture sent a voice message. "I'm Emma Sullivan's dad. We'll be there!" I froze. I clicked into the member list and checked repeatedly. My daughter's name was Emma Sullivan. He said he was Emma's dad. Then who the hell was I? I immediately called my wife. Before I could say a word, I heard her cheerful v