Does Maomao Know Who Her Father Is Novels & Stories

It breaks my heart to see her like this. My father, King Fratino, stands beside her, his tall frame tense, though he manages to offer me a small smile as I enter. His moon-touched skin glows faintly, a reminder of the power he holds. It’s a power that comes so naturally to him, unlike me. I don’t even know if I have a ‘One,’ let alone the ability to do what’s needed for our kingdom. “Maerilee,” my mother says, turning to face me with an expression that immediately makes my stomach drop. It’s the look she gives when she’s about to ask something of me that I’m not going to like.

“You saw them.” “Yes.” Papa’s voice is low. “How.” “I don’t know,” I say. “I didn’t try. It just… lined up.” Mama’s jaw tightens. “What else?” “One of them wasn’t scared,” I add. “He was excited.” Aiden grimaces. “There’s always one.” “He’s already moving,” I say. “Not openly.” Papa turns toward the door. “Jake.” Mama shakes her head. “No, Not Jake.”

I rolled my eyes at my son and Alex was trying his best to stifle his laughter. "Sorry, we had a bit of something to take care of". I said explaining myself. Sometimes I wonder how Damien can behave like my dad.Am his mother for goodness sake. "Who's that?".

I was on the ground wincing, trying to hold my arm up as it was hit badly when I landed as I was thrown down. “Our dear Emperor, I come here to seek justice for my beloved daughter, Maeko.” He said. Then it hit me, this is my father’s brother. Maeko’s father and a respected general. I always wondered what Maeko was up to since she’s been quiet ever since my kidnapping incident. Little did I know that she was planning to frame me this whole time. But how did they even know of my whereabouts?

Mom answered to his curious question. “Goodness me”. He moved closer to me and hugged me. I stood there transfixed in his arm. Didn't know whether to hug him back or not but I felt my hands circling his back. “I'm sorry”. He cried. “I'm sorry. I shouldn't have leave you. I'm such a bad father”. “It's all in the past now Amos”. Mom said and he let go. “You're right. We should face the future instead. So who's the father of the babies”? OMG. How did he knew that I was pregnant. Well, he's the king of the fire realm so he must have some wonderful skills.

“Alright, then—why are you here looking for your dad? And who is your dad?” Koa frowned, cautious. “Where’s Uncle Diego?” “Yeah, yeah! Where’s Uncle Diego?” Moa echoed. Neither of them knew that Diego was their actual father. Mason hesitated. “Why do you want to see him?” Moa blurted out, “Because Uncle Diego is my Daddy!” Koa tried to stop her—but it was too late. Mason: “!!!” Seneca: “!!!” The usually relaxed, handsome Seneca now stood frozen in place, his expression cartoonishly stunned.

Mor Bai, if you were a little child, would you still recognize me as your mother? She finished, painfully closed her eyes ...... those she did not care about the child, and even gloating to add insult to injury, to the present day, only to hate to severely slap themselves two slaps! Jane Mo Bai stunned ...... his mother's words, like a sledgehammer whacked on his heart. "Mor Bai, listen, your father and I will definitely use all our connections, no matter how much money, we will help you get cured. You are the only son of your father and I, the only male member of the Jane family.

"Maui has confessed to me-" "You don't understand!" He tried everything he could to reach my body, and when he did, he didn't let go of my hands he was holding. "When did I tell you that I am the father of her baby? Did I take on Maui's daughter? Have I told you she's my responsibility?"

“What about yours?” Maia felt like she had been punched in the gut. “My mom died giving birth to me. I don’t want to talk about my father.” She said simply, every trace of a smile being replaced by pain and sadness. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked.” Oliver raised, now nervous. “It’s okay. A lot of people don’t know the truth, and this is a different universe so word wouldn’t have gotten around.” She shrugged. “Do you want to continue sitting here or return to your room?” He offered.

I asked him as soon as I settled into a slower pace behind him. "Not much," Father shook his head, “But I know someone who does." “And who might that be?” I asked eagerly. Father looked back at me with a sneaky smirk curled up on his lips, “Your Mother.” My forehead creased with confusion written all over my expression, “Mother? Does she know about the moon crest? How?” Father pushed the door to the throne room with minimal effort and it gave a very loud creak as it glided open against the hard floor.