Lamelo Ball Parents Novels & Stories

“I'll call my parents right away,” Leto said before quickly dialing his mom’s number. "Mom, Grandpa knows Landon set up a trap to frame you. He wants you and Dad to come over. Grandpa will take care of everything." Leto conveyed the crucial information. On the other end of the line, Leto's mom instantly understood. She agreed, and with her husband, headed to the company. Landon arrived at Stirling Group with Emma in tow, taking the private elevator straight to his office.

That meant I did not need to wait until I was titled in order to feel this amazing mate-bond snap into place with Bellamy. Everyone was still in the training room, talking amongst themselves. Nonno, Uncle Leonidas, Macario, Q, and Bellamy’s parents stood side by side. Their tone betrayed their anger towards my parents. I did not blame them. My parents were the ones who chose their own actions and dug their own graves. “Amulet?” I interrupted.

Noah joined, making Leon to frown at his champs and Eleanor laughed. "I love your mommy." Leon said with a shrug and the boys grinned. "We all love mommy." Hope, Liam and Noah said in unison making Eleanor laugh. "I love all my babies and my big baby too." Eleanor winked at Leon and he grinned like a love sick puppy. Life was unpredictable. Yet beautiful.

“Come on, son. Just for a few minutes. You’ve got a great arm better than I did at your age.” Liam looked at Amelia, seeking her approval. “Go ahead, sweetheart; it’s fine,” Amelia said. Liam looked back at Leo, still uncertain but eventually nodded. “Okay…but just for a little while.” Leo beamed and ruffled Liam’s hair. “That’s my boy! Let’s grab the ball.” Amelia noticed Leo’s effort to bond with the kids, and it eased some of the frustration she had been carrying since last night. She joined Ella near the flowerbeds, watching her daughter pick flowers to make a crown.

His best friend, Aaron complimented while ruffling his hair. Leo laughed lightly. "I wouldn't have been able to do it without the rest of the team. I need to head out now man, my dad is waiting." Aaron wiggled his brows. “You are so lucky man. Having parents who celebrate every of your win is divine. My parents are too busy saving lives to save some time for me." "You should join us then." Leo offered. "Maybe some other time, I have plans to hang out with the rest of the team!” Aaron did their happy dance.

“You think I am unfit.” His mother’s lips curved faintly. “We think structure is important.” “And you think taking them behind my back proves that?” Liam’s father folded his hands behind his back. “We are prepared to file for partial guardianship.” The world tilted. For a second, Elara heard nothing but a roaring in her ears. Liam moved before she could speak. “You will do no such thing.” His voice thundered through the hall. His father met his gaze coolly. “You forget who built everything you stand on.”

He gripped his wine glass like a lifeline. “Dad, these are the casello's brothers — Lorenzo and Alexei,” She said. “Enzo and Lex, this is my dad — Aron.” “Mr. Rumero is fine,” her dad said with a shortness that made Lilith peer at him. “I’ve always liked Mr. Rumero” Lora said, smiling as she attempted to diffuse whatever tension had built upon the arrival of both father and daughter. “I think it sounds like a superhero. But what would your superpower be, Mr. Rumero?”

“I thought we couldn’t.” “This is a more family themed full moon ball.” My Dad said. “You’re so lucky Quinn, you get to go to all sorts of things because your Dad is a Noble, your mom is the holder, and your Aunt is a Queen.” I rolled my eyes. “I take you to stuff when I can, my parents are your aunt and uncle, so you still get stuff.” I coughed. “Your mom, dad and brother are going to the ball too Zaya.” Dad Said.

One of the other parents? “He knew Mommy from a long time ago,”Leo continued, knocking over a wall of his fortress with a giggle. “From big-kid school. He’s gonna get cookies with us tomorrow.” A cold trickle started in my stomach. A long time ago. Big-kid school. James.

"He had business to attend to." "Business?" I sneered softly, my anger rising on her behalf. "Your kids were pulled out of school without your permission yesterday, and he's not even here on a Saturday morning?" "Don't talk about my husband," she snapped quietly, her eyes flashing with a sudden, lethal warning. "You don't get to judge him and you don't get to act like you care." Before I could answer, a loud whistle blew, signaling the end of the match. "Mommy!" Leo called out, jogging off the field alongside two other boys, wiping sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. Maya came running out from behind the bleachers to meet him, holding a plastic water bottle.