Romans & histoires Harry And His Mother Lemon Fanfiction

"Yes my love, she will be a professional, but let's run because we will be late" "Daddy, but you can't run" Harry guffaws , his little girl had brought out her mother's black humor, but he loved her as much as he loved Diane, and that day they would not only celebrate her degree as an administrator, but he would also get a chance to talk to her and talk about love.

Facing my lifeless body on the floor, it let out a harsh buzzing sound, saying, "Failed! No effort detected. Failed!" Only when the phone's final trace of battery drained did it suddenly fall silent with a soft click. My head rolled and struck the corner of the desk. A workbook that had been lying on the table slipped off and landed at my mom's feet. She lowered her head. The pages were filled with writing. [Mom, I really did try my best. I told you so many times… If there is another life, will you forgive me?] "Erwin!" my mom screamed. She collapsed onto the floor, shaking her head desperately as tears streamed down her face.

Lionel and my mother turned their heads to look at him simultaneously. My mother clasped her hand to her chest, her eyes lit up with joy, but they fell at what the doctor said next, "But she's still in a dangerous situation. If Luna can wake up within the month, she'll be safe. If she doesn't, I'm afraid... sorry." "No! She's the Luna! You have to save her!" Mom yelled before shooting me an angry glare, "You better pray my daughter will be fine! Otherwise, I'll never forgive you!"

He dared to take risks, he was in the front line of defense, and he had to be strong for Lora. "Mom," Harvey greeted when he saw Luna entering his room. "Harvey, are you ready to meet your mate?" asked Luna while stroking her son's hair. She loved Harvey more than anything because there was a secret. Harvey shook his head, pretending he didn't understand what was going on. He wanted to rebel and reveal that Lora was the name of his mate, but he understood that Lora would receive the bad consequences. "What kind of girl do you want?" asked Luna again.

He wished she wouldn't feel any pain anymore. "What night?", Harry asked in confusion "I-", Kavinsky started but was cut short by his mother's voice "Harry?", she called out Harry stood up and bowed politely "Good afternoon ma'am", he said. "Good afternoon, dear. What of your mother?", she asked with a smile "She is fine", Harry replied "My regards to her then", Kavinsky's mom replied. "Okay ma", Harry said "I am headed to the kitchen to get juice. You boys want some?", Mrs Mark asked again

It was undeniable, a force that bound us together, even in the face of adversity. As the days passed, we slowly rebuilt what we had lost, creating new memories, and exploring the depths of our love. I marveled at the way Scarlett had taken on the role of a mother to Lily and Ethan, her love for them shining through in every interaction. And though I was still unaware of their true parentage, I couldn't deny the bond that had formed between them.

"She's so pretty. She looks just like you." Jillian completely lost it upon hearing Maisie's words. She gripped the bottle of sulfuric acid tightly and screamed hysterically, "Who gave you permission to call Daddy "honey"? You don't have the right! Shut your mouth! "Who are you? Did Sienna send you to seduce Daddy? I don't want a new mother, Daddy! Tell her to get lost!" The sulfuric acid sloshed around wildly in the bottle. Jillian was teetering on the edge of a meltdown.

"I'm glad you're excited, Maya. I know you'll be a valuable asset to the company." “Thank you, I'll let you two catch up, I'll see you tomorrow mum.” I quickly excused myself leaving Daniel and my mum, I headed to the restroom needing a moment to collect myself. I splashed water on my face and my heart wasn't racing as much. “I can't keep doing this, this is a dangerous game and someone is bound to get hurt.” I looked at the mirror again, trying to fix my make up and I noticed a faint hickey mark on my neck. I groaned. “Daniel is definitely crazy.” I pulled out a foundation covering the mark.

I got up a bit later, feeling like taking a break from eating too much earlier, but paused as I approached the living room and saw Mom with someone. “Klaus?” I mumbled. My head spun the next second as I watched him lean forward and kiss Mom. Mom didn’t do anything to resist, and instead… “Mom!” I yelled loud enough to wake the neighbors. “Harper…” They both turned, startled. “I can’t believe this,” I rushed back to the room, slamming the door. I wanted to believe Mom this time. I really wanted to believe she truly is heartbroken after James’s death, but it turns out it’s all fake.