Mama Jalter Novels & Stories

“Juliet Veridian. Or should I say Juliet, mate of Vorlag?” A gasp went through the crowd. Mama froze. Her face went white. “What..what are you talking about?” she whispered, her voice trembling.

Blinded by rage and sadness, she entered the nearest bar, and found herself in this mess. From the look of things, it seems like she had sex with someone, but she couldn’t even remember what he looked like. She was mentally scolding herself and trying hard to figure her thoughts out, when her ringtone cut through her thoughts. She looked down at the phone, and saw it was her mother calling. “Hi ma-“ “Marie, you need to come now! We’re in danger, and you need to be here right now” Her mother cut her short before they could even exchange pleasantries, and hung up right after.

The details made my stomach drop. Luna De Luca. Your Mother.

End of flashback I still remember my mom's agonizing cries that day but for her, I promised I would forgive Jamal Jamal and I are half-brothers because of some messy family drama Well, our dad cheated on Jamal's mom's sister who is my mom. Jamal is technically my cousin but it's complicated. After my mom passed away giving birth to me. Jamal's mom was due with Jamal two months later. As I grew old I realized that Mamà aka Aunt Martha was not my mom but I loved her like she was. "Matt is everything okay" Zuri says softly opening the door. Her gaze goes to the smashed-up phone on the floor "It's my 5th phone this week, it's no big deal" I nervously chuckle

her mother cried, rushing towards her. Mia could see her mother reaching out, her arms wide open, her face etched with desperation. She was going to protect her—Mia knew it. Mama was strong. Mama would save her. But before she could reach her, something else stepped into the space between them. A towering figure, cloaked in darkness and malice—Kalazar.

Mama Jay asked as Dita prepared to leave without breakfast. Dita ignored Mama Jay's question. It will be breakfast outside. Dita came out and closed the door. Mama Jay is increasingly upset because her daughter-in-law cannot be cooperated with. "Jay chose the wrong wife. I should have found him a good and obedient wife, " Mama Jay grumbled as she prepared breakfast. Jay just finished showering. He was confused because he did not see Dita. "Mom, did you see that?"asked Jay. "Your wife has gone to work. I didn't follow the advice my mom gave me. Mama hopes Dita cares about the baby in her stomach," Mama replied at the same time insinuating Jay.

Before anyone did a thing, the woman behind Alpha Milo got up from the wall. Walking towards us, she said, “alright, we have a big ass job to work with. My name is Mara, I’m Marcela’s mother, and Mira is Miracle's mom, I’m going to go on a limb and say you,” she points at my antes body on the bed, “are Miracle?” She nods, a bit frightened.

He’s always curious about who’s calling his beautiful wife. “Ah, yes. Maybe it’s something important. Just a sec, hon—I’ll take the call.” Good thing it showed my mom’s name, even though I knew it was actually Zanyca who wanted to talk. Did you know there are two kinds of moms? Mama Globe and Mama Smart. Okay, moving on. “Hello, Ma?” I walked out to the balcony, intentionally putting some distance between me and Jasper in case it really was Zanyca on the line.

“It’s gonna be a fucking nightmare to fix, but it's not impossible. We’ll need time, some crazy ingredients, and backup.” My mind was spinning with so many questions as I stared at Mama Felz. I knew she was so much more than people imagined, but I never expected this. “I don’t understand. Are you a witch?” I asked finally. Mama Felz smirked, that familiar mischievous glint in her eyes. “Half witch. My mother was a werewolf.” My mouth fell open. “What?”

Marcela nods and takes the briefcase, setting it aside on the floor. "By dawn, everything will be on the networks." "I trust that will happen." Maite gets up and leaves a bill under her cup before silently leaving, just as she arrived, unseen by anyone. Marcela sits for a few more minutes while sending some text messages to her friend who works at one of the most read newspapers in the A****n, then she also leaves to get everything ready and pick up Amber from the club. (...) At Grimlore Mansion, Marta, Jarl's mother, sits in the grand hall with a whiskey glass in hand, her feet on the sofa, while a young maid massages her shoulders.