Descendants Mal Mom Novels & Stories

Mum’s eyes darkened as she sighed deeply. “She did, but not completely. She lives between the land of the living and the realm of the dead. She only emerges when her descendants summon her.” “Her descendants? How do we find her descendants? Do you know of any?” my brows furrowed. “There’s a descendant of hers you and I know.” “Really? Who?” I asked. Mum went silent, as if weighing the effect of the words that were about to leave her mouth. She cleared her throat, as if she was preparing for a war that was about to emerge.

“I have connections and I know people who can easily take care of Erik if he says what he shouldn't.” “Mum, have you forgotten just how powerful his dad is?” “It seems you've also forgotten who gave Malachi a slow death and inherited his fortune,” Mum replied, a smile curving her lips. “I will take care of it, pumpkin.” Malachi was my mum's wealthy ex-fianceé who she poisoned for five years until his heart rotted in his chest, leading to his death.

Mom voices nonchalantly. My mom happens to be the only daughter of a vampire elder, who was banished from her tribe, when it was found out that she got pregnant out of weird luck for the Alpha of a werewolf pack, by name FARKAS. Mom then moved on to become one of the best, if not the best psychologist in the country. Mom is a smart, charming, chubby woman, but for some reason she's still very much single. " The last time, I checked I lived here alone" I grumble " It seems I shouldn't have given you my spare keys"

my mom states with disgust evident in her voice as she looks at Meelah condescendingly “She has a name mom and her name is Melanie kings” I cut in impatiently “Now you are raising your voice at your mother for this thing” my mom says zooming into her valley of emotional blackmail “You know what?” “I won’t stand here and get disrespected by my own son” she says as she stands up from the seat that she was elegantly sitting “Respect is reciprocal mom and so is disrespect”

They are sharing a very sloppy kiss, and it makes vomit rise in my throat. “Could you two… just not,” I groan. Dad and Mom pull away from each other, but they don’t look embarrassed in the slightest. Mom continues to sit on Dad’s lap, and she wraps her arms around his neck. “We missed each other,” Mom whines. I roll my eyes so hard that I think I see my brain. “What did you find out from the sisters?” “Right to the point,” Dad groans. Mom finally gets up from Dad’s lap and stands beside him. “You aren’t just special,” she begins. “You are a direct descendent of the Moon Goddess.”

It wasn't long before she finally found what she was looking for. Venus climbed into bed and lay on her side, almost curled up, her eyes fixed on a photograph in her hand now. Photo of her mother, her biological mother. At that time she did not really understand the difference between the words stepmom and biological mom, but her dad, Bima, explained impatiently that stepmom was a kind of 'not real mom'. Therefore, he gave the photo to Venus and said that it was her 'real mom'. “Where did real Mama go?” Venus used to ask innocently.

she whimpered sadly, “that she tossed me away after giving birth to me. When I see the picture of my Mommy, she’s very beautiful—she doesn’t look like a bad person. The director also said that my Mommy is kind. She must’ve had her reasons for leaving me behind.” Grandma Granger felt tears welling in her eyes. This child was so young yet so understanding. Momo pouted as she continued, “I want to look for Mommy, and I want to ask her what have I done wrong for her to leave me—” “No, my child.” Grandma Granger cut her short. “You’re a good kid. Your Mommy must’ve had her reasons to have left.” “Yeah.” Momo nodded heavily, her eyes widened with determination. “You’re right! I believe in Mommy! I

“I know I won’t stay long. I took one of those pills, don’t worry. Actually, I’m glad I did. That blonde wolf has been eyeing me like I was a prime rib dinner and he’s not eaten in a month.” “Watch it, that’s Malcolm Richard’s assistant. His name’s Jordan Blacksmith.” “Are you saying what I think you’re saying? Malcolm is the one the media call the Wolf of Bay Street. You work with him, right? So, he or they are both wolves? Oh, Mel. It’s too dangerous here. What if you’re caught?” “It would have been fun while it lasted?” “Well, I’m not here for fun and games. Sadly, I’ve been sent to tell you your mother’s gone. The den elders are demanding you return and take her place as soon as possible

She looked around the house to be sure she didn't enter someone else house. "What's going on here?" Mrs Malcolm asked walking down the stairs. "Mom? You're home?" Nora asked unbelievable. "Yes dear,me and your dad had something to discuss with you and your brother" Mrs Malcolm said. "There's no room for long conversation both of them decide to be my heir after all" Mr Malcolm says from the stairs with a guy behind him. Nora takes her seat gentle with her leg and Hart shaking in accordance,she felt like things are about to go wrong,what the hell is happening,who is he? Who is this gold digger here?, All this she keeps asking in her mind not to be too fast ward.

Dad: Malèna! Me: I prefer in the end to stay a year here then return to Kin Mom: your grandfather needs you Me: yes but .. in fact I feel good here Mom: in addition, summer is almost over, we are entering a period of cold Me: I miss winter a bit, you know Daddy: do what you want, I don't know what is keeping you here Mom: I know who it is! Dad: because it's a person ?! Mom: the person who comes often drops her off by car