Ma Am You Have Been Uncovered Novels & Stories

Aminah felt relieved and slowly closed her eyes as she felt the scorching feeling of water entering her lung since there was no longer any air. Before passing out, she saw a fuzzy form of a guy swimming toward her. ___ While perched in a tree high above the falls, Bram observes the visitors apathetically. Celebrations used to be extremely vibrant for him, but now this is the saddest occasion since his mother has passed away. Bram remembered his mother and her hopes for the village, her love for people, and her compassion for others. He groaned because whenever he doesn't think well of something, the image of his mother appears and her goodness restores his senses.

believe you have a f**king wolf. This is f**king amazing.” He stiffens, and grabs my shoulders, “hey Wolfie girl, you can’t let the council know, you know how your grandfather feels about your dad.” That’s the truth. The old man can’t stand the thought of impurity in the bloodline. When mother felt the mate pull, it overcame her, it was like she had no choice but to spread her legs for the horny wolf. Gramps went ballistic. “Haven, they can’t know about you.” “I know, honey, don’t worry. I have access to your memories. While you deal with them, I'll be sitting in the background.” “Haven said she would keep quiet.” “Haven? That’s a real pretty name.” He strokes my cheek with his finger. “Oh

Even broken bones could be healed rapidly! It was a miraculous drug! Pamela and her parents had tried calling Samuel multiple times. They wanted to express their gratitude and ask about the ointment. Pamela had once thought that Samuel fancied her, and that was why he'd gifted her the ointment. However, Samuel had never expressed his opinion about this before. Later on, when Samuel was pushed to a corner, he said that the ointment was from someone else and that it had nothing to do with him.

Something that made Adelard ask, "Are you hiding something?" It was clear that Theo was struggling with himself. But sincerity and devotion made him say, "I think I know how Celeste got all your signatures." Holding out the envelope to him, Theo silently stood up and left for the kitchen. For what was in the envelope required that Adelard be alone. Carelessly unwrapping the envelope and seeing a few pictures, at first, he didn't understand what it was. But when he got a clear look at the image, he fell even lower, to where the flames of the fire had taken hold of his sinful soul.

She lunged forward, reaching for the envelope, but Camellia jerked it behind her. “Why?” Amy’s voice sharpened. “I don’t feel like opening it,” Camellia muttered, cold, brittle. “Cami, listen….. ignoring it won’t make it disappear. We need to know.” For a beat Camellia stood still, then, with a reluctant breath, she tore it open. The paper rasped under her fingers as jagged red letters emerged, screaming Anonymous. Her hands trembled as she unfolded the sheet. “How long will you pretend your hands

That will be me! I wasn’t acting when I cried and sobbed or even shook. That was all real, and it has now hit me just how messed up all this is. I don’t like being vulnerable, but right now I am more vulnerable than I have been since I was a child. This has been an eye-opener, and it has taken me to see the body of the girl who would have been a good friend to make me realise I’m well and truly fucked.

“It’s alright, I just want you to get better, besides I should be thanking you, you took the bullet for me.” He chuckled. “Classic Romeo and Juliet.” They both laughed and then he frowned. “Aiden, did you get him?” She sighed, smiled lightly and turned to pick up the TV remote. “See for yourself.” She said and switched on the TV, turning the volume up. “It has been headline news since yesterday.” “Since Yesterday? Isn’t that when it happened?” She chuckled. “That was the day before yesterday, you have been unconscious since then and a day has passed. Today is Monday.”

She let the words cut, let them burn—because with every insult, every lie, every twisted meme, the fire inside her didn't just grow; it forged something hard and unbreakable from the ashes of her old self. A year ago, they called her elegant. Graceful. The next big thing. Now? She was ruined. Used. Desperate. And yet—she was alive. Her phone rang, the sound a jarring intrusion. Mama. She answered on the second ring, her thumb hovering over the screen. “Amara,” Lena’s voice trembled, a frantic, loving plea. “Are you watching this? The news? The things they’re saying?” “I’m seeing it,” Amara said, her voice a flat, emotionless line.

I went to my room, and my packed suitcases still stood beside the wall, waiting for the honeymoon Jared and I were supposed to leave for tonight. My chest tightened painfully. I stared at them for several seconds before finally sitting on the edge of the bed. The silence lasted less than ten seconds as my phone exploded with notifications. The very first one caught my attention. “AliceCare posted a new video.” I clicked the link and froze, my eyes widening to watch the modified version of my humiliating video. The video cut between my binge eating and Alice smiling elegantly in her wedding dress. The caption read: “Real change begins with honesty. Discipline matters.

She sat up straighter, studying me carefully. I kept going, the words pouring out. “I know how to bring you down, Mom. I know about the altered birth records. I know about the money you’ve been moving through the hospital. I know you’ve been pulling strings from the shadows for years. If you don’t stop threatening Lila and the people I care about, I will expose everything. I will tell Ethan the full truth. I will work with Marcus Webb and make sure you and Richard go down together.” Amara’s eyes widened slightly. She was genuinely surprised. For a moment the kind mother mask slipped completely and I saw the ruthless woman underneath. “You would betray your own mother?”