Mama Bts Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Smooth like butter, like a criminal undercover Gon' pop like trouble breaking into your heart like that (ooh)" For third time, I am disturbed by Mom singing this new BTS song. She is so energetic as ever. She is currently driving our van, but you will see both her hands in the air throwing slaps she calls "Gen Z dance moves". "Too loud, Mom" I nag while pulling down my yellow hoodie down because it has been covering half of my face, including my airway preventing my nice breathing.

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.

Said papa to mama and I glanced over my shoulder and wink and mama caught my gesture quickly. “I must meet him. Bring him over,” Mama tells me and I nod walking over to Dwayne. “My mother wants to meet you,” Dwayne only nods and I look over at Archer and half smile at him but he looks away from me. My heart sank. “My name is Dwayne Martago. It’s a pleasure,"said Dwayne, shaking mama and papa's hands. “My daughter is too young for you.” Papa's jaw clenched as he spoke. “Kurt,” Mama said, narrowing her eyes.

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.

Even though I knew Mia wasn't Arthur's biological child. It was clear Arthur and Mia had a special bond. Being close to Mia felt like being close to Arthur. I started making it a habit to stop by for a while every day when she finished school if I didn’t have to show an apartment or office building. Mia started singing me songs she had learned. Mia was obsessed with Taylor Swift, who I secretly liked, and a Korean band called BTS, who I had mixed feelings about. Mia sang the BTS song “Butter” so many times, I finally had to put my foot down and declare the penthouse a BTS free zone.

“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.