Mama Bts Novels & Stories

Beside it now stood the woman I had noticed before. She was middle-aged, with striking red hair, her lips were lined with heavy lipsticks, her body was adorned with a crop top that barely clung to her chest and short pants that stopped high on her thighs, chains decorated her body, glinting in the light. Everything about her screamed that she had been in the business of selling herself for a long time. “This,” Ragnar gestured a hand towards her, “is Mama B.” And the striking Mama B smirked at us.

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His slightly cold fingers touched Jessie's skin, causing her hair to stand up. Her heart was also raised to her throat, and she blurted out, "Mike! Mike Taylor is my husband!" Alex was slightly stunned, and his hands finally stopped moving. The cold smile on his lips deepened. "Mike Taylor? The man you were chasing just now?" The biggest MTC Entertainment in the country belonged to the Mumen Group, and Mike Taylor happened to be an artiste supported by the MTC Entertainment. As the group's president, although Alex had always been busy, he had heard of this name.

The woman almost screamed and he thought that she could be one of the people who knew his mom back when she was a teenager, still living in Seoul. "M-O-T-H-E-R, my mother. Miss, are you stupid?" Mira laughed and the woman blushed, still dumbfounded, and gave the papers so Mira could sign for herself. "I'm sorry, it's been a crazy day! Are you Taeyang?" "That's me!"

Persephone countered. “That’s enough. Both of you need to stop. You’re going to upset Crista and will suffer the consequences. She already froze you into silence. Who knows what else will happen,” Zia Izzy interjected. That was a terrifying and valid point. “They are both beautiful dresses. And both hold meaning. My mama’s, of course, is personal to my sisters and me. It represents everything I am, everything that made me who I am. It represents my past, my parents, their love that made me, and my pack.” Crista sighed, running her hand gently over her mamma’s gown.

Damn this mate bond. "I'm done with you," I snapped, my eyes blazing. "I don't need you, James." "Emily, I'm about to become Alpha," he said, waiting for me to relent. "Being my mistress is your best choice. Your mother's life is at stake." He turned to leave, adding, "You'll come around. Your mother can't wait." "I don't need it!" I screamed after him, collapsing, tears streaming down my face. Was there no escape? Would I watch my mother suffer?

Aurelia Nightbane gripped her phone tighter, staring at the screen as her mother's voice echoed in her ear. 'Mom, what do you mean your boyfriend will pick me up?' she asked, her voice laced with disbelief. The line crackled slightly, but Selene's tone was firm, unyielding as always.

“Mom, seriously? We can do this together. Or I could ask Jaiden or Nora. It doesn’t have to be Nathan. He’s already got enough going on,” I plead with her. You’d think that at almost twenty-one I’d be able to stand up for myself without sounding like I’m whining—but when Bella Martin sets her mind to something, very little can stop her. Including her daughter’s anxiety disorder.

The rumors reached the elders of the pack of the arrival of mother and daughter and gossiped confirmed it that the little girl looked very much like Arthur: Brown hair, Gold irises, and the same round beautiful face. "I think it is time we hold a meeting about their arrival right? Since the moon goddess had deemed it fit to bless him through one of his self-possessive and malicious characters, we should not waste time in mating so our pack can be fully stabilized." Elder Thompson, blessed with a unique and rare red hair which only his family bloodline possesses, gathered the remaining pack elders for a meeting, ng, being the eldest among them.