Gambar Mama Novels & Stories

My heart began to thump uncontrollably. “Who are you?” I finally asked after recovering from the shock. “I’m Malcolm Blake’s baby mama. And who are you and what are you doing in my man’s house?” she fired, now glaring at me. “What!"

Which, maybe, it did. “This is Bambi,” Mama G said dryly. “And no, that ain’t her real name, but it’s the one we are using for now. She’s twenty-two. Got papers to prove it.” Her eyes flicked over to Cherry, daring anyone to question it. Bambi didn’t speak. She just looked around the room, eyes darting from face to face—Cherry lounging in fishnets, Domina picking glitter out of her cleavage, Ivy hunched by the mirror reapplying eyeliner with shaky hands. It was a circus of mascara and exhaustion.

"oh. You didn't tell me about them? I mean, both your parents and your brother. At least I can have a little idea of them." "Hmmmm. Mama is certainly a warm mother, so loving and very attentive to her children. Mama's good at cooking. Mama always provides our favorite food. Mama at least likes to buy food so outside. Mama's attachment is an indisputable commandment." Kaylila explains about her mama figure, Nosa nodding her head listening reverently. "If your papa?"

Gamma chuckled, the Mom they were talking about was their adoptive mother, even so Gamma and Athena really respected this adoptive mother, more than their biological mother who had dumped them, and being mean to them which caused their biological mother to be imprisoned until now. "I'm running away from Mom." Gamma laughed. "You know yourself, right since you got married she has chased me to catch up with you, she even has prepared a future wife for me, the daughter of Mrs. Rob, my best friend. " "She is beautiful." Athena laughed on the screen. "Why don't you try it, brother?" "Because I know for sure that her heart isn't pretty." Gamma's eyes were cold. Well, don't all girls want him becau

"This can't be healthy," "Nothing is healthy. People die whether they drink a mega pint or not," Ginger said snorting inside the glass, creating bubbles in the wine. "Right," Mom said settling herself down, next to Boraxip who immediately wrapped an arm around her tiny frame. The size difference between my mother and Boraxip was a little disturbing to watch. She looked like a kid sitting next to him. I didn't dwell on it though. "You guys must be wondering why we're here," Mom looked at all of us. "I, uh," she turned to Boraxip briefly who nodded. "Boraxip wanted to share something with you all," I frowned at that, watching the man of the hour.

“You look so gorgeous tonight in that dress. It takes your natural beauty up a notch.” “Thank you, Amelie,” I stated. “You are positively glowing and as fashionable as ever.” “I was just telling her that, Bella,” Mama said. “I looked like a water buffalo when I was pregnant.” “Nonsense,” Papa scoffed, wrapping his arms around Mama’s waist. “You were stunning.” “Sei pieno di merda! (You are full of shit),” Mama replied. I laughed so hard that I snorted. “I know what that means,” Ame giggled.

Fans flooded my page, begging. [Stella, please. Just give me one chance.] [You're one of Carmoria's best dancers. You made us proud overseas. Let us see you live!] I laughed. I was about to set up a giveaway when a comment popped up: [What's there to be proud of? She's used-up trash. She lost her baby in a car crash. Who cares how well she dances? Who knows how many men she slept with to become principal?] I clicked the profile without thinking.

Lena nodded, but a tight knot of anxiety twisted in her stomach. Trina leaned closer. “You’re really into this guy, huh?” Lena froze. “What? No. I mean… it’s not about that. It’s about exposing the truth.” “Right. And the fact that he’s drop-dead gorgeous and keeps looking at you like he wants to devour you.”Trina said with a broad smile. Paying to heed to what she said,Lena handed her a phone. “Everything you need to know about your ‘brand’ is here. You’re now Katrina Devereaux, an up-and-coming designer who just relocated from Paris.”

G mama announces and meelah breaks down like an egg. “End of discussion…..you guys can leave now” she instructs she gets up from the bed and walks towards the bathroom

"Realize Barbara, Gama may look bad right now, but who has helped our family? Who has kept me patient and mentally strong since Grandpa and Dad died? Gama has always been there for me. Not just for me, she's been there for everyone in this house, including you, your husband, and your son. Do you see her? No, you didn't! You were blind to it, blind to everything Gama did. You can't see it because of your selfishness!" Sierra forgot all her emotions. Until her breath caught. Then Sierra continued.