I Became The Heros Mom Novels & Stories

She slowly bent down. There was a distinct chill in her eyes, and her voice held a soft yet terrifying edge as she said, "Arielle, I am your mom. How many times do I have to say that before you get it through your head?" Her cold, hate-filled gaze was chilling to the bone. Arielle and Adrian were both gripped with fear. Lauren gave a soft smile as she stroked their cheeks. "Don't bother waiting for Rhea to come spoil you again. She's not coming back. From now on, I'm your only mom. Got it?"

Mom knew all about my failed trip with Randell to Montville and how he had abandoned me all alone and helpless there, taking away all my money and leaving me penniless so I couldn't even find another hotel if I wanted to. She also knew that I was verbally harassed and probably nearly assaulted by an Uber driver there. On top of that, she was also aware that I would have been trapped in the Montville floods had I stayed there just a moment longer if I wasn't able to catch the flight to Merunica. Mom was best friends with Randell's mom, Hilary Jacobson, and she had also apologized profusely to Mom before for this incident, so Mom decided to just let it be for Hilary's sake.

My mom puts her hands on my face and kisses my forehead. "Thank you, mom." I'm not quite ready to say I love you yet. I did just technically meet her. I have no time to say more when we're suddenly falling again. A minute later we're standing back in the hallway with the other. Jessi has her arms crossed. "Selene took you away, didn't she?" She asks. I giggle and look at Jock, who's smiling at me. "Yes, and I knew why my blood didn't match fairy blood or any other blood," I tell Julius. He looks at me expectantly, and I twirl around happily. "I'm a goddess. My mother is Laetitia, the goddess of happiness and prosperity."

"You constantly blame me for your problems. You threaten me with your status as the heir. You accuse me of things I haven't done and would never do. It's pathetic." "Because you ruined everything!" "No, Caleb. You ruined everything." I poked his chest with my finger, punctuating each word. "Your choices. Your actions. Your complete inability to think about anyone but yourself for even a single moment." I poked him again. "I am your mother now. I am Luna of this pack. And I am done listening to your pathetic attempts to make me the villain in a story you wrote yourself." Caleb's face contorted with impotent rage. His entire body trembled with the effort of containing himself.

Sophia looked it over. It was a writing assignment. Who is your hero? The child looked nervous. "I picked you." Sophia blinked. "What?" The child nodded enthusiastically. "I wrote about you." Suddenly everyone nearby became interested. Patrick abandoned his argument. Dominic put down the spatula. Even Pasquale looked up. "Let's hear it," he said. The child immediately began reading. "My hero is my mom because she always helps people and never gives up." Sophia immediately felt emotional. "She takes care of our family even when things are hard."

I smiled at the memory. "It was love at first sight. I hated my dad and my stepmom but not my sister. Xavier showed up with promises and he made me promise him in return to get him blood from time to time and for five years, I fulfilled my side of the bargain while he kept his by keeping Zion alive. It was days after the fake burial of Zion that I realized I was related to Liam and Hera. We're like royalties but in a werewolf world. My mom is supposed to be the next Queen but since she died, it got passed down to me"

“Iza...” “GET OUT!” Shadow disappeared muttering something under his breath, probably curses, and the door closed. Mother found herself! Why don't you clean up by yourself but look at me? Keyboard Warrior 00880, at home known as Iza, felt a great deal of frustration in her heart at her mother. This woman never understood the needs of her child, she only cared about her own pleasures, so one day Iza took care of her own needs. She did it the way she knew how, by learning from the internet, here by getting friends and help. Strangers have shown her more interest and support than her own mother, so now let this selfish woman get the hell out of her life!

"Do you love him!? You and I know that you've been waiting for Hero all this while. Imagine yourself getting married to each other, and from nowhere, your Hero appears. What are you going to do?" "but you told me he's the one, mum." "Whoever the person is, he will find you. It can be him or anyone." "No, I don't want it to be him."Her words were true. I would be caught between an anvil and a hammer. She said it right and planned well, "Well then, I'm only going to look for my Hero." "How do you feel about Matt now?" "I'm fine, Mom. I need to find my Hero. At least, even if he's a pauper, I own my life." I concluded.

My mother looked at the closed front door. “She held Bella’s face,” she said. “The way I do.” “Yes,” Dominic said. My mother looked at me. I looked at her. Something passed between us — the specific communication of two people who had known each other the longest and had the deepest grammar between them. “Lunch?” she said. “Yes,” I said. We went to the kitchen. And from my pocket my phone buzzed. Marcus. How bad was Richard. I typed: Manageable. Your mother was extraordinary.

I’ve been to the girls’ apartment a million times. Summer and her crew—Chris, Fati, JoJo—are some of the best friends I’ve ever had. My family’s lived in this area with them our whole lives. Their mom, Meredith, is the main oracle of the Goddess, and my parents are demi-gods. We’re legacy kids, born from the wolves who ended the war and rebuilt the world.