Hey Mama Lirik

Selina Anderson, a perfect teenager whose life meant nothing but sadness and dull grayness of the world. Oblivious of the secrets her parents hid behind. A power she possessed that neither she, herself, does not know. A power that could either destroy or create worlds. A day without ruthlessness of reality, a day without confronting the cold – Selina decides to pick a book on a winter day. Only to discover that it wasn’t any normal book she’s holding onto her hands. It was a portal – a path to a world of magic. Upon her arrival to this world, slowly, she uncovers the secrets her parents hid all these years. She discovers her true self. But upon finding the truth about everything she thought she knew – she found herself in the face of disdain. Would there ever truly be enough answers to her questions? Will she accept the truth? Or will she be the destroyer of worlds? -- **She suddenly sat up, her light blue hair swaying on her back. "But hey, at least you could always ask me if you want some kind of space or something." She looks at me with the brightest smile pasted on her face. A smile slowly formed on my face as I looked at her. Her smile was like this infectious thing that would brighten the whole room. I sat up and glanced down on the mirrored ground - I could see my own reflection. Blonde hair, red eyes looking right straight at me, a smile. But the smile was almost evil in the reflection. I closed my eyes, the smile that found its way on my face disappeared. "Don't stop smiling." I look up to see Lyv gazing at me softly, observing me. "You look beautiful when you smile."**

The maid's daughter, who grew up in my home, had the nerve to act like an heiress. On her birthday, she invited every kid from school for a full-on rager at my family's villa. When I suggested they take it to a hotel, she lost it. "You don't get to tell me what to do! My friends can party wherever they want!" She added, "The ten-layer cake my parents ordered for me is on the way. Why don't you park yourself by the door and wait for it, huh?" Her crew circled up, laughing and pointing at me. But I'd lived through this before. Nothing about her little act rattled me. I turned to the butler and told him to lock the gate. Then, I went to Rambo's cage. "Hey, buddy," I said, opening it up. "See those trespassers?" I pointed at the crowd. "I'm counting to three. If they're still here, don't let a single one get away."

It was all her fault. My life could have been simple—40-hour shifts at KFC, sneaking extra chicken crumbs, and binge-watching reality shows. But no. Instead, here I was, standing at the altar, saying I do to a man whose idea of “casual” involved drugs, women, and murder on speed dial. Thanks, Mom. Not only did she ruin my life, but she also sold it—traded me off to the deadliest Mafia boss alive, Mario Santiago, as if I were some secondhand couch on clearance. Mario Santiago. Yeah, that Mario Santiago. The Human Terminator. The guy whose enemies mysteriously vanish like my paycheck two days after payday. And now, I was his wife. He glanced at me with a slow, wolfish smile that practically screamed trouble. That was when I knew two things: 1. I was completely doomed. 2. This man was going to wreck my heart (and probably my life). But hey, it could be worse, right? At least I’d get a killer wardrobe out of it. *** Are you looking for romance and humor? Stuck with Mario Santiago is a hilarious, Mafia billionaire romance filled with danger, betrayal, drama, and a love story you won’t forget. Dive in—you won’t regret it (but the characters might).

My uncle’s rival, Emmett Meyer, saved me twice. The first time, I was drowning after a shipwreck—until he cut through the waves on a speedboat and dragged me ashore. The second time was after someone had slipped drugs into my drink. That night, I seduced him, a hardened man ten years my senior. In the dim glow of a private room, he guided my hand downward and growled, “I want you so bad, Babe.” He took me ruthlessly, ignoring my sobs and pleas. From then on, Emmett—the untamable “Prince of Silverbridge”—abandoned his reckless ways and devoted himself to me. Or so I believed. Then one day, he coaxed me into his Rolls-Royce and captured our tryst on camera. I flushed with embarrassment and secret delight. Later, as I hurried after him to return some documents he had left behind, I heard the sneers whispered in the hallway: “You’re so wild, Emmett. Everyone heard your girl moaning.” “Damn, the car rocked so hard I thought you’d break it.” “Hey, if Franklin Reed ever finds out that his precious niece has been your plaything for three years… think he’ll have a heart attack?”

After three years of marriage, I suddenly began to realize that my wife might have a low libido. One evening, my older neighbor, who was sympathetic, kindly invited me over. That night, I stumbled upon his wife in the middle of a passionate entanglement with another man through a crack in the door. The next day, my neighbor said to me, "Hey, Cyril, you know, Heather has always liked you."

When Ethan was at his poorest, he came home drunk after negotiating a deal with a client. He could not even stand straight when he reached home, but he desperately pulled out two pieces of melting chocolate from his pocket. “Honey, for you! Your favorite!” During those endless days of arguments that followed, I always thought back to those two pieces of chocolate. They were the reason I compromised with him, fell pregnant for him, even miscarried for him. It all ended just now, when he forgot to log out of his WhatsApp on his computer. His friend messaged him. [Hey, your wife doesn’t know Anna joined your company yet, does she?] [Back when she was about to leave the country, you searched the whole city for her favorite chocolate, but you still couldn’t convince her to stay. After that, you got dead drunk and cried the entire way home.] [That was when I knew you would never get over her.]

Dahil ayaw maghirap ng Mama ni Noella ay kumapit ito sa patalim at siya ang ginamit nito upang hindi mawala ang kayamanang mas pinapahalagahan kaysa sa sariling anak. Ibenenta si Noella ng ina sa isang ilegal at malaking organisasyon na tinatawag na Slave Market, na ibinebenta ang mga babaeng kagaya niya sa mga hindi lang basta mayayaman kundi bilyonaryo na tumatangkilik sa organisasyon na iyon. Hindi alam ni Noella ang kahaharapin lalo pa at wala siyang alam sa kalakaran ng organisasyon na iyon subalit alam niyang may hindi mangyayari sa kaniya lalo pa ang bumili sa kaniya ay isang lalake na sa paningin niya malupit at hindi makakawala rito ng buhay. Si Diego Alejandro Betancourt na kasapi rin sa Mafia organization na humahawak sa slave market na kumuha kay Noella at pinili lang siya ng binata upang maging taga-init ng kama nito at gawin ang nais nito sa kaniya hangga't hindi siya nito pinagsasawaan. Ngunit nalaman ni Noella na hindi rin siya basta pakakawalan ni Diego sa oras na pagsawaan siya nito dahil para kay Diego lahat ng mga pinagsasawaan nitong pag-aari ay hindi na muling mapapakinabangan pa ng iba. Ano kaya ang mangyayari kay Noella sa oras na magsawa sa kaniya si Diego? Paano kapag nalaman niyang may mas malalim pang dahilan si Diego kung bakit ayaw siya nitong pakawalan basta at ang dahilan niyon ay kapalit ng buhay niya? Slave Market Series 1

Tiga orang jejaka tampan yang berkerjaya sebagai penyiasat persendirian atau Personal Spy, tentu saja wajah mereka sentiasa serius dan tegang. Lebih-lebih lagi tika menjalankan tugas. Namun siapa sangka, mereka bertiga ini memiliki pribadi yang penyayang apabila mereka menggalas tugas sebagai PAPA kepada seorang gadis kecil bernama Naurah. Naurah Aulia Binti Zahaedi. Gadis kecil berusia 5 tahun itu merupakan anak kepada salah saorang dari ketiga jejaka tersebut. Dia amat mendamba kehadiran seorang mama dari papanya, sebagai pengganti Rania, wanita yang telah meninggal dunia ketika melahirkannya. Namun, Zahaedi atau lebih mesra disapa Zd itu sudah lama mengunci pintu hatinya untuk mana-mana wanita, selepas pemergian Rania. Lalu bagaimana dia hendak memenuhi keinginan anaknya? Maleek. Salah satu dari mereka yang turut membahasakan dirinya Papa kepada Naurah. Telah terjebak menjalankan sebuah tugas khusus yang kurang digemarinya. Iaitu menjaga dan mengawasi anak gadis kepada seorang VVIP bernama Puteri Zaharah. Gadis yang berpewatakan liar itu kerap membuat dirinya meradang apabila ia enggan memberi kerjasama. Dengan pakaian yang serba terbuka, Puteri Zaharah kerap kali membuat Maleek hampir tewas. Mujur iman didada masih menghalang dirinya dari terus hanyut kedalam buai cinta Puteri Zaharah. Namun, mampukah dia bertahan jika begini berterusan? Ataukah cintanya memang telah ditakdirkan buat Puteri Zaharah? Lalu bagaimana dengan Zahaedi dan anaknya? Mampukah dia memenuhi permintaan gadis kecil itu.

Jermaine's voice echoed in Dylan's condo unit as she caught him with someone else. "All this caution I've taken for myself, and for what? For you!" Jermaine exclaimed. "You're too paranoid, Maine. What do you think of me? Chasing you just because you won't give me what I want? Are you gold?" Dylan scorned her, "Hey, Maine, if you can't give it to me, I'll find it elsewhere! Just leave, you're causing us unnecessary trouble!" That marked the beginning of her downfall. It was her last semester in business administration, but her former boyfriend shattered it all. She became her own investigator, trailing him wherever he went, until her parents found out. They sent her to the province to reflect. There, she met her uncle's best friend, Demitri, a man left behind by time. He offered her an opportunity she couldn't refuse. "Marry me, and together we'll seek revenge for all the pain we've endured!" he proposed. "Bu--but why me?" she was confused. "Because I know, nothing's gonna happen between us. Besides, our gap means a lot to me, looks like i'm your uncle. I just want to take revenge. That cheaters need to receive their karma!"

My mother-in-law brings a woman from the countryside. She looks like she's up to no good when she asks my husband and I to care for the woman. My husband is a mama's boy through and through. His gaze darts around, and he doesn't object to his mother's words. Is it a trend nowadays for people to serve mistresses on a silver platter? It looks like I'll have to do my best in "caring" for them, then…