Isaiah Russell-bailey Mom Novels & Stories

I don't trust her anymore though we're still in love" "And who told you about that?" "Her mum" Mmh! Bailey Wallace. She could be an ally. You know what they say, sometimes when you want something so bad you might consider working with the devil to have it. There might have been some changes but Bailey's hate for Blake was still there and she was tired of wanting him to leave by force she was using her brain. That's the only logical explanation of why she told him and yet he still couldnt see what was right in front of him. He was unwanted, so bad that Bailey was risking her daughters happiness just to get rid of him.

Following that, her hands holding on the papers trembled with excitement. She looked at Charmine and Anthony with excitement, “Is this true? Momo is really my great-grandson? He’s a Bailey?” “Yes,” Charmine said. “How wonderful, how wonderful…” She did not expect to have a great-grandson so soon! Grandma Bailey was so touched that she was tearing up. She held Charmine's hand tightly and she was so emotional and guilty. She never liked Chris and treated him badly. Thinking back now, she was being silly! If Chris was angry at her, she might as well…

"I hear what you're saying, Dad. But I can't lie to myself or to the pack. I won't tell them that I'm mated to someone I don't love. I'll find another way to deal with this." As she walked out of the office, Bailey felt a sense of determination wash over her. She knew that she couldn't change the way she felt, but she was determined to find a way to make things work for everyone involved. Just then, one of the council members, Gaius, approached her. "Bailey," he said gravely. "I heard about what happened with the principal. That man has no business talking to you like that." Bailey nodded, still feeling emotional from her conversation with her father.

“Look at all of this, everyone! Trinity went to every single prenatal checkup, and my son was right there with her. He attended to her every need even more devotedly than he had ever cared for me! “What did she do in return? She gave birth and abandoned that baby in a toilet!” She said to me furiously, “Gabrielle here is just stonewalling and refusing to admit it! This old hag is ruthless, and the daughter she raised is even more vile!” Raymond wiped his tears and chimed in, “Ms. Hayes, I know you look down on me. You think I’m broke and worthless. “But that baby was innocent! How could you be so heartless...”

The discovery was already making her dizzy and her palms moist before she even got the chance to find out. Mom Tessa sighed deeply and said, "Your biological parents are Richard Jones and Irish Brown; you also have an elder brother, Jacob Jones. You must have heard of the Jones family in New York."

And it kills me to think I might have to let her go so she can become everything she’s meant to be. There’s a knock on the door. Maxwell steps in a moment later, as calm and unreadable as ever. Before I can say a word, Bailey is already out of bed, running straight to him. She grabs his hand with both of hers. “Please don’t take me away from my mom,” she says. “She’s not a spy. She’s not dangerous. She’s my mommy.” I watch from the bed, heart in my throat. Maxwell doesn’t pull away. He crouches down so he’s eye-level with her. His expression is gentler than I’ve ever seen it.

"Is Miss Valencia still interested in Maverick? I hope Miss Valencia will run after her heart and pursue Maverick again. Tatiana doesn't hold a candle to Miss Valencia, and she's not worthy of Maverick's care..." Bailey suddenly smiled and tucked a strand of hair behind her ears. "Right. I'm the legal daughter of the Austegaard family. You can also say Tatiana's half-sister." She conveyed. Valencia nodded aloofly and walked away.

A complete facade. Church activities and the coveted title of deaconess are all she cares about, a status she’s desperately chasing because Bailey’s mother, the mayor’s wife, is involved. Here’s the backstory: my mom and Bailey’s mother were inseparable best friends in high school. I don’t know what fractured their bond, but they split and never spoke again. My mom never left Ravenheed. She landed a job as a secretary at the local bank. That is until she met my dad. Then, she dramatically quit to become a full-time housewife.

His real father had bailed on his mom when he found out that she was pregnant with him; too much of a coward to take care of the son he had helped bring into this evil world. That was one of the many reasons that his mom was shoved into the marriage with Mr. Robert, the man that Isaac now called his dad. “You’re a monster, Robert! You’re a damn monster!!” Isaac flinched when he heard another crash as his mom yelled at his ‘dad’. “If you think I am going to just sit and let Lisa Keating blackmail my son, then you’re out of your damn mind!” What was she talking about? Lisa Keating was the CEO of the second biggest company in the country: Keating Travel. She was married happily and had a daught

Isha gazed at the room door. "You can go," I mumbled. Giving me a grateful smile, she entered the room and soon the cries of Ria filled the living room. My shoulder tensed, hands and feet itched to barge in the room and take Ria away from her. Isha is her mother. "Mom?" I refused to address dad. I had no right to be angry at him. He did what he thought was right, leaving me alone to handle myself. He had thought I would come back if I was left alone, and the sense would knock me.