Fnf Mommy Mearest Novels & Stories

----------------------------------------- NEET I'm good mommy, what about you? LUNA I am very good. When are you planning to come back, we all miss you a lot? ----------------------------------------- I haven't told my parents the real reason behind coming here. I just told them I need a vacation. You all might be confused about who the hell is the real mom here? Well to say it clear Luna Fates is my real mom while Grace Wright is my godmother. Grace Wright is my mom's best friend and she has looked after me a lot along with her husband who is my godfather, whenever my parents were on business trips or something like that.

I grabbed a nude purse from my closet placing my lipgloss, a peppermint, some cash, three bubble gum which I usually carry and I was done. I came out of the closet and I heard gasps coming from the people in the room. "Wow mommy you look beautiful". Emma was the first to speak. "Oh my world, Liz we did a great job making your momma look good. Anna said with her eyes wide. "Yes, we did. We make a great team don't you think?." Liz said doing the fist bump with her aunt. l looked at Damien. " Mom you look gorgeous, Alex doesn't even know what he's gotten himself into". He said proudly.

They silently denied it. Mommy was as strong as a horse today. At breakfast, she even finished three toasts, a plate of sausages, and two eggs. They were worried about Mommy's stomach and intestines. Daddy took the initiative to remove the leftovers from the table before the trance-like mommy stuffed them all into her stomach. Feeling neglected, Gina glanced at Fay's cell phone screen. She smiled sarcastically to herself. Is this dorky girl playing games for babies? What a dork!

she teased. "Naku, Mommy, you look stunning too. You look even more beautiful," I replied, feeling shy and laughing softly. Mommy reminded me of Lucy Torres—so sweet and soft-spoken, the type of person who seems like she could never get angry. "Okay, Mommy, let’s go. It’s almost 7 pm," I added. AT THE EVENT AREA

Lost in my mind. Mum had an argument with Dad. Because of me. My stomach sinks. This is one of the things I feared the most. Now it has happened. And now, Mister Dominance wants to talk with his incompetent son. For what reason? I can't fucking wrap my mind around this right now. "Nate…." "Where is mum?" I ask. "She left early this morning for her spa appointment. I am not sure she will be coming back early though. She also has an appointment with her bestfriend's fashion designer from Paris."

Danielle and I were busy weaving in and out of the crowds in the enormous conference centre, heading to meet Iain before the event officially started. I spotted him just as he saw me, waving to get my attention. He was standing with another man, slightly taller than him—a man I wouldn’t mistake anywhere. It was Andrew. “Amy!” Iain exclaimed. “It’s so good to see you. It’s been too long!” “I know!” I replied excitedly, running into his arms. “You have no idea how much I’ve missed you!” “And Danielle, look at you!” He continued, “You look like a different person!”

I cover the phone as I suck in a breath. “Yeah,” I manage. “I’d love to see them too. Missing Nathan and Freya’s handfasting sucked—but thanks for livestreaming it for me.” “We missed you too, Ryder. But with the way things are…” He trails off. He doesn’t need to finish that sentence. “How’s Mama? And you? You two keeping busy now that you’re not Luna and Lune anymore?” I tease, trying to lighten the mood. “Mama’s volunteering at the preschool. That she-wolf wants some grandpups bad.” Dad laughs. “And I’m busy at the garage. Wyatt’s thinking of selling it.”

Touched me. Kissed me. My mouth went dry. I sipped my coffee just to buy time. Jason stretched, yawning. “Anyway, Mom’s got her book club or spa thing this morning, so we’ve got the place to ourselves. Wanna help me set up the net in the backyard later?” “Sure.” I forced a smile. The second lie of the day. By noon, Mrs. Rowen still hadn’t come down. I tried not to think about it, but my eyes kept flicking toward the stairs, waiting. Listening. Wondering if last night had changed something in her.

"You look absolutely stunning." Zoe blushed. "Thank you." "Mother, this is Zoe. The woman I've told you so much about." He beamed with pride. "And this is her friend, Lady Juliette Thornwood. The Luna of Silvercrest." His mother's eyes widened at my title, but she recovered quickly. She curtsied gracefully. "Luna Thornwood, what an honor. And Zoe, my dear, I'm so pleased to finally meet you." She clasped Zoe's hands warmly. "Thomas speaks of nothing else. I feel as if I already know you."

“I will say, though, I like how you turned yesterday’s mess into a business opportunity. Clever.” I offer him a weak smile in return. He heads toward the garage again, leaving me alone with the open dossier and the cooling tea. I stare at the photos, relishing Dana's face once more, that short red hair. Then I get up and go looking for Mom. She’s in the kitchen, wiping down the already spotless counter. I lean in the doorway. “Where’s Fanny?” Mom doesn’t turn around right away but when she does, her expression is sad. “Last I heard from her, she was on a flight to New York.”