Novel & Cerita Jungjeon Mama

In this world he only cared about 2 women. One his mom and second his mate. never in a million years he would have imagined that his mate would be the cause of his mothers death. He stood up and started to leaving feeling disgusted to be in the same room as the woman who killed his beloved mother. Jennie held his hand. Tears scrolling down her face."Jungkook please listen! when...when i made that vow i didn't met you! i....i didn't knew that your mother...would....i ..i am ..sorry!"

I looked up in shock and met my mother's cold, indifferent face. But all I saw in her eyes was eighteen years' worth of disgust. I clenched the hem of my shirt, my voice trembling. "Mom… didn't you say that once I'd donated blood eighteen times… I'd finally be your clean child? So why are you still throwing me away?" That one sentence seemed to ignite something in her. "Clean? What right do you have to be clean?!" She lunged at me, her fingernail digging into my forehead like a dagger.

"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.

Jae Gray was the third Generation of their family line. Jae Gray was chased out with his mother to death. The old man the patriarch despised Jae Gray's mother he doesn't like her, she was just a nobody without a background. Jae's father couldn't protect them because of that old man takes control of him. He even want to save and protect them, but he doesn't have the ability to do so. In a secret meetings of some of the Gray's elders decided to kill Jae's mother and this illegitimate child of hers.

Selene appeared in front of the little me and I stopped crying instantly, launching myself into her arms. “Mumma I’m hungry” little me cried. I called her ‘Mumma’. I don’t remember that. I don’t remember having a mother or even thinking that I had a mother. Selene pulled me from her arms and sat me back on the ground. She waved her hands in front of her and a plate of meat and vegetables appeared. Little me squealed excitedly and dug into the food, basically inhaling it. Watching the scene, another wave washed through me. I remember the taste of the food that she often brought me. I remember her playing with me, bathing me, brushing my hair. I remember her taking care of me when I needed her

A mother who played favorites, a stepfather who was always scheming, and a stepbrother who fought me for everything—none of it was worth mentioning. But now that Lesley had started this, I couldn't pretend anymore. So I told Jason the whole story. How my mom bought the house with zero down, then after I finished paying off the mortgage, she wanted me to give it to my stepbrother. Jason's eyes went wide. "What? There are mothers like that? She's helping her stepson screw over her own son? Is she out of her mind?" I said quietly, "Lesley was my mom's first love. After my dad died, they reconnected right away. In her mind, the three of them are the real family."

Ella's POV The air felt heavy today-that kind where everything weighs one down and the whole world has come to a standstill. I sat on the couch, my arms loosely hugging Ivy, nestled against me, with her tiny frame so innocent and warm. Her laughter echoed through the room as Cocomelon played from the TV, bright colors and songs lighting up the screen. She pointed to the screen, giggling, "Mommy, look! JJ!" But I really wasn't there. My mind was elsewhere, clouded by that whirlwind of emotions spinning inside me, chaotic pieces I couldn't control, let alone make sense of.

I barked at whoever the bastard was. “Son.” Fuck! “Mother? Give me a second.” I fixed my clothes and put on my belt. The maid got off the bed, picked up her panties, and adjusted her dress. She turned and opened the door. Mother was standing right in front of her. She bowed and snuck off. Mother came inside, glancing at the ruffled sheet and at me. Then she took a deep breath and shrugged. “I’m not gonna judge. I mean, you're an Alpha. You're entitled to some b-side pleasure. “

" The young man had a warm and inviting presence, with a gentle face and a soft smile that puts those around him at ease. His eyes were deep brown, filled with kindness and compassion, and his dark hair which was neatly trimmed fell to the side of his face.. He stood at around 5'10" with a lean build, and his relaxed style often features comfortable jeans and a plain white or gray shirt. "Daddy hurry in..I need to see Kelvin it's been so long" Olivia chuckled as she stared down at the little girl who just spoke, this was Kiara, Jonah's daughter, she was just the same age as Kelvin except Kelvin was a week older than her.. Her mum died as soon as she was born which left Jonah to be both her m