Descendants Mal Mom Novels & Stories

I put my beer down and walked to him. "My mother is Grace Black, she died when I was 12, my half-brother Malcom killed her. Azzrail is my uncle and Malcom's father. Malcom and I, couldn't survive without the other; we were basically twins when we were kids. Malcom was supposed to be king, everyone believed that he was my father's firstborn, he is actually Azzrail's firstborn. But of course, neither my dad nor me or Malcom knew about this. I wasn't very strong as a child, so my father hated that he had a useless child. He used to teach and train Malcom, I might not have had a great father, but my mother was there, Malcom hated how much time my mother spent with me. Malcom and I are 1.2 years

Down stairs Brent’s uncle's family has there space when they where over. “What’s wrong mom.” His mom piped up turning the stove ‘s element down and walking over. “Your son has doomed us all.” Mama Chika cried as she collapsed down into a chair. Her daughter in law worried as she raced over and knelt down in front of her. The beautiful brown Swede chair hugging Mama Chika comfortable as she leaned back and looked down at her daughter in law. Blessed with four boys she was so happy when her eldest son got married. The beauty in front of her was heaven sent. She was always right at her side specially when things got bad.

Mom stroked my long dark hair and simply said, "You know you are different from the other kids. I think it's time you know why." Mom went on to explain to me that her family, dating back thousands of years, was descendants of an ancient Egyptian Pride of werecats. As the feline blood thinned from generation after generation of marrying humans, our breed was almost gone. She told me that she was a werecat too, and that she had some feline abilities, like the thought transfers. She was sad when she confessed that she had never been able to shift. She had seen so many feline traits in me already that she was now wondering how we were going to deal with it.

If I stayed here another second, my mom would probably start naming her grandchildren that she would fantasize me having with Arthur Dalton, and that would be my limit before I started barfing. Quickly shoving down my breakfast, I went to give my mom a warm hug as I slung my purse onto my shoulders and readied to head out. "Everything will be okay," my mother said to me with a smile as she waved me goodbye. “Be careful on your way, honey! And good luck!” “Thanks mom!” And with her reassurance, I set out for the Dalton Mansion, ready to take on whatever challenges that will be thrown my way.

I laugh and my mom sighs. “Boy’s leave her alone.” I smile smugly at them and they roll their eyes, eating their breakfast. “Dahlia, when you’re finished, we will head out. I want to see your speed today.” I look at my dad, the infamous Alpha Titus Blackwood. I nod my head as I stab a sausage and chew it. “Sure, dad. Then can I do my own thing? I kinda promised Mal I would meet up with him.” Malachi is one of the rogues my mom saved. He was only six when my mom saved his family.

" * After Dad was sentenced, Mom sent a paternity test report back to our hometown. She gave it directly to Grandma. That same day, she took me back there as well. When we arrived, we were greeted by the sight of Grandma and Denise viciously fighting each other. Mom let out a scoff, tears of bitter amusement slipping down her face. "She spent her whole life treasuring the daughter of a mistress," she muttered. "It's about time she knew what that feels like." With that, Mom pulled out her phone, removed the SIM card, and tossed it into the trash bin. Then she turned to me, her eyes softening into a smile. "Mary, let's go travel the world."

"I couldn't wait for you earlier, so I just bought the wine and beef jerky now for our evening bonding. You look like a mess. What's going on?" "Huge, mom. I need your help. I met Alaric and Collen, and they told me the truth!" I was gasping while narrating everything to her. She was totally shocked as she clamped her mouth with both of her hands. We both sat on the chairs at the dining table as I continued telling her everything that had happened that day. "So, he was Alectrona's descendant. Your own mate is destined to kill you!" "I don't want him to do that, Mom. There must be another way!" I held her hands as tears began to fall on my cheeks. "Mom, there must be another way to end this w

Leaning on the seat, she looked out the window. "I have to get my mom's painting. Those were very close to Mom. I can not afford to lose them" Anna whispered to herself thinking about her mom. Her mom was a famous artist. Anna smiled thinking about those days when they used to draw paintings together. Everything was good until they found out her father cheated on her mother. Her mom endured everything for Anna's sake but slowly her health broke down and doctors declared her mom had cancer and it was her last stage. She only had three months to live. Anna saw the pain and suffering her mom went through. How she used to cry silently. How she became skin to bone. How much she cried to her fathe

Haley returned to the Martínez family, soaking wet. Todd, who had been waiting at the door, quickly stood up, "Mommy, what happened? Why are you wet?" "Mommy accidentally fell into the rock garden pond, but don't worry, I'm fine." Haley touched the little one's head and walked towards the bathroom. However, Todd furrowed his eyebrows tightly. There was a faint smell of river water on mommy's body. She clearly fell into the river.

"My mommy's a whore that still misses my dad. End of discussion." They were an hour into the hike when Ben lost his shit. "Stop," Ben growled, halting abruptly. Malia bumped into him, her eyes widening. The sky darkened with incoming rain clouds. "You think you can just run your mouth about your mother like that? Disrespect me? A tiny, little white bitch like you ain't gonna talk shit in my house after I marry your mom." Malia's heart raced, outrage mixing with a forbidden thrill. There it was. Her in. She just had to push a little more and he'd call the whole thing off himself.