Elena Mom Novels & Stories

He finally realized that home was where his heart truly belonged, and he was grateful to have a family that cared for him and his well-being, Who Is Elena, Elena Is from poor background that managed to finish high school junior, and she works at a tourist guild company In the capital city of Australia where she met Ethan, Elena lost her father at her tender age, and her mom took all her responsibility upon her, but she can only do little, Elena sighed as she looked at her reflection in the mirror. She had just finished getting ready for work, putting on her uniform for the tourist guild company where she worked. It wasn't the most glamorous job, but it paid the bills."Are you ready to go, El

Drake's eyes on her, he veered back donning as he had just seen a ghost. "Gena! Is that you?". ( Thunderstorm goes off) The whole room fell quiet, I was dumbfounded as to how!! Mr. Elijah knew my mom, they might have crossed paths with each other a long time ago, or maybe not? (Contemplated to me). "What the heck are you doing here?" Mom flares up, aggrieved by his presence there. "I should be asking you" he stops for a while before continuing his statement, " wait a minute, is Elena your daughter?.".

“Elena Montreal.” “Don’t call me that,” Mom barked. “I haven’t been that person for a long time!” “The moon goddess is wonderful!” Marcella looked to the skies. Why did she call my Mom Elena Montreal? Mom’s name is Helena Campbell. “So these are your daughters? The bastards that got you kicked out of paradise, I see.” Mom forgot Estelle and I were there. She threw herself at Marcella and yanked at her hair. It took both Estelle and I to yank her off Marcella. Marcella stumbled to the door and hurried to fix her hair.

Little Ele said, avoiding her eyes, as he always dreamed about having food with his mom, just like how other moms feed their children. Elena smiled and nodded her head, saying "Then come on, let's have it here!". "NO! I want you to come down with me!" Eleston said, as he wanted to show his mom to everyone. Elena took a long sigh, thinking about seeing everyone there, like all the maids that use to hate her, Fedarick that wanted to kill her, and all the people that felt disgusted by her.

“Grandma missed you so much.” Xiao Hui cheerfully replied, “Xiao Hui missed grandma too.” For Xiao Hui, Mother Mo was a mother figure. She was the only female who was by his side from when he was a child. Even though Old Madam Mo (Shen Yuluo, Old Master Mo’s wife) was also there, but according to his family, she was very sick and cannot speak to him as of now. So, he only got the motherly love from Mother Mo.

but we all know it’s habit etched into muscle memory. Mom—Elena—runs the network from a hybrid life: six months here on the atoll, six months rotating through secure hubs in Lisbon, Cape Town, and Vancouver. She’s fifty-eight, silver dominant in her hair, but her eyes still flash the same steel when a new threat pings the system. She says she’ll step back when the grandchildren are old enough to understand why we do what we do. None of us believe her.

I picked up Elena who immediately stopped screaming and grabbed my hair with enough force to make my eyes water. "Did you miss Mommy? Or were you too busy terrorizing poor Grandma Eleanor?" "She was an absolute angel right up until she wasn't," Eleanor said dryly. "Which is to say she screamed bloody murder from approximately two to three PM for no discernible reason and then fell asleep like nothing had happened."

Amara slowly turned the phone screen toward them. A new alert had appeared. Not about Rowan. Not about the company. The headline read: MYSTERY WOMAN CLAIMS TO BE THE TRUE MOTHER OF ELENA HALE Elena’s blood ran cold. “What?” Lucian frowned. “That’s impossible.” Amara shook her head slowly. “Apparently she’s giving a live interview tomorrow morning.” Rowan’s jaw tightened. “This just keeps getting messier.” Elena felt her hands trembling. “My mother died years ago.”

Even if it was just the two of them. Ah, damn! Elena had forgotten that her mother was still young and quite beautiful. It wouldn't be wrong for her to still want a man in her life, would it? But did it have to be this soon? One year was too soon for Elena. "Mommy loves someone?" Elena asked cautiously. Melia nodded shyly. "Yes. That is, if you agree. If not..." The woman stopped speaking because, deep down, she didn't want Elena to disagree. She desperately hoped her daughter would.

And she signalled me to give them a private moment, so I had to leave, but with an excuse, “Mom, how about you keep Max busy while I go check in on the doctors?” “Okay, dear, I'll do just that,” Mom said. “Okay,” I chuckled while leaving the room. “I'll leave you to it.” *** ~MAX’S POV~ After Elena left, I took a deep breath and moved closer to Elena's mother, Leni Frost. “Do you like Elena, my daughter?” Leni asked. "Elena is very beautiful, talented, smart and hardworking. She is every man's dream, and she is all I want in a woman. So, yes, I like her.” I replied.