Mama Jalter Novels & Stories

The woman’s eyes bulged and she swallowed heavily. “Luna Eclipse?” she questioned, “Yes. I am Beta Elaine, we have come to offer our greetings and support to the Triple Goddess” “Oh my, you’re being serious?” she gaped. Elaine didn’t reply, only nodded once. The woman opened and closed her mouth a handful of times before she regained her composure. “Forgive me, I am Romeá, former Luna and mother to the new Alpha” she said finally. “Pleasure. This is Lunaya, Phoebe and Cleo over there” Elaine spoke, pointing to each of us.

The dining hall smelled of wine and wax, but under it was Mama’s fire, simmering hot. Elena stared at their hands—Mama’s soft but strong, worn by time and war. She’d raised Jeremy in this mess of wolves, bullets, and betrayal. Now she was helping raise JJ, pouring her steel into him too. “I know you would, Mama,” Elena whispered, brushing her thumb over Mama’s palm. She wanted to believe she had that in her—Mama’s guts, her claws, her will to protect. “I just don’t know if I can go as far as everyone else for JJ,” she said, voice thin, shaky.

Mama pushing me and I got excited. She went back to her room and I followed her. As we entered the room, Jade was watching television. As soon as she saw us coming in, she immediately laid down and covered herself with the blanket. "Okay Javen, get your wife out of my room! I need to rest properly," Mama said in a loud voice. She put her head out of the blanket, surprised at what her mother said. "Mama, NO!" she blurted out.

Rosita. Riley stopped in his tracks on hearing this and swiftly turned her gaze to her mother's bed. "What is there to understand mum....?" she queried. "No, what do you... want me to understand? You want me to understand that a woman out of her jealousy, hunted down my family and killed my dad...? You want me to understand that someone out there is spying on us and wants my entire family wiped out....?" she mumbled amidst tears. Rosita and Lian stared at her speechless and devastated.

"We missed you bigtime, Bubu bear." "Missed you, too, Mom," Ira planted a kiss on his mother's cheek. "You don't have to call me Bubu bear for Pete's sake." Chloe caught a glimpse of his awkward smile which she found utterly ludicrous. Helena pulled away from their hug and giddily pinched both of his prominent sexy cheeks. She could tell Ira got his undeniable good looks from his mestiza Filipina mom while the authoritative manner was from his half-Turkish, half-Italian father. Such a great combination of DNA, she ought to herself. Not too long they were all settled in the spacious lounge area where a middle-aged woman showed up to serve assorted refreshments and tarts. It was as if Chloe's

"Miss Giordano, I wish you safe travels. Snake Eye will meet you in Sambrol. The force Ms. Prodi left behind will protect you with everything they have." Snake Eye was a covert force Mom had established back then, specifically created to safeguard the family's bloodline. It was only recently that I learned of their existence. With them backing me, I could establish myself in Sombral with peace of mind, then quietly build my strength and return for revenge.

Only then did I finally breathe well again. The other kids rushed over, talking all at once. "Tam made a great choice! Clyde's the top math student in our class!" "Yeah! He even helps the teacher organize homework!" Mom snorted in my head. "Oh, now you're all praising him? Weren't you the ones calling my girl a 'tagalong' earlier?" "Clyde doesn't talk much, but he's super reliable!" "He's way better than a certain boy who fakes amnesia!" Mom let out another laugh. "Funny. I also heard someone call him a 'nerd' just now."

Lily’s deep, stern voice catches both of our attention. “Mama M, I-I couldn’t help it. She’s like… like a perfect ten. You saw her, right?” Jasper tries to defend himself until he realizes Mom’s eyes are pitch black. He jumps back with a start. “I- oh, shit. Keller was right. This is terrifying.”

“I’m not jumping, I’m flying!” Mama appeared at the end of the upstairs hallway with her hair twisted into a careless bun, one hand holding a stuffed bunny, the other gripping a pink blanket dragging across the floor. Her face was beautiful, furious, and already fully convinced that her grandchildren were God’s chosen punishment for every sin Jevan had committed in his youth. She saw me on the stairs. Her eyes dropped to my T-shirt. Then to Javier’s boxers. Then to my sandals. One second. Two.

“Your father asked me to. Said you reminded him too much of your bitch of a mother.” “Mom—” “Don’t call me that,” she hissed, her eyes glowing a menacing red in the darkness. “I’m not your mother.” As Moana spoke, tears filled my eyes. “That’s not true,” I whispered. “You’re the only mom I’ve ever known.” “No one wants you, Ella,” Moana hissed in response. She took another step back, and was fully engulfed in the shadows now. “Not even Logan.” “That’s not—”