Mama Seek Mga Nobela at Kwento

“You know I don’t want another woman.” “Do you still love Mama?” Kyra asked. “No one can replace her,” said Luke. “Are you going to look for her?” Kyra asked. “How can I find her? We have no clue where she is,” said Luke. “You know that’s not impossible for Alpha, don’t you?” Kyra asked. “No matter where Mama is in the world, Alpha can see her.”

But she wasn't done and the people in the room were interested in our conversation. "Habibeti, min fadlik. Ahtajoki bi aman la uridi an yantahi biki Al amr mitil abiki, anti kolo ma lady hata law yajibo aalayna an ntsaada maaa aadaina," Mama voiced mournfully, eyes filled with sadness and absolute determination. (Love, please. I need you safe, I don't want you to end up like your dad, you're all I have and if it means that we have to partner up with our rivals)

Her mother searched for her through the crowd while she watched in amusement, she rushed down immediately, pushing through the crowds and to her mother who she hadn’t seen in a while. Barb Goodman, who had been searching for her daughter saw her approaching with open hands trying to initiate a hug. She opened her hands immediately and pulled her daughter into a warm embrace, Arlene pulled away a bit, and her mum patted her fluttering hair to the side and tucked them at the back of her ear. Barb took her daughters handbag and swung it on her shoulder while they walked towards the car.

To bring Mama Melissa back to the place where she truly belonged. *****

Seraphina whispered, “Of course they don’t…” Chloe kept talking, “They know ‘stay.’ They know ‘connect.’ They don’t know ‘leave.’” Elara felt something twist inside her. “Then tell them you want your mum.” Chloe’s eyes got warm. “I already did.” On the screens, new words showed up: MAIN REQUEST FOUND: MOTHER LINK ORDER CHANGING Seraphina gasped. “The system is changing because of that!” The red glow in the room got softer. The hum went down to a low shake.

he asked, staring at me happily. "Then I want to see my mummy" I was shocked. "You don't need to see your mum" "Why? You lied Daddy, you said you would do anything" he whined. "You can ask for anything apart from that. Your mum is a selfish woman, and you must not think or talk about her" "No, I want to see mummy, I want to ask her why she left us. Doesn't she care about me?" "Larry, that's enough, your mum left us for her selfish desires. She is a despicable person and a money monger so please Larry, forget about her."

Fuck, I wanna kill him! “First, I know you have my Mother locked up somewhere in your mansion and I need her to return to me. You'll have your men bring her to the borders between your Pack and Richard's Pack. Four men at most. If I see more than that, the deal's off…” “You must be out of your fucking mind, Trent.” He chortled. “Father, there's no rush, really. If you don't wanna do it, then don't. It doesn't change the fact that the clock's ticking and your little girl's getting colder with each tick.”

Afraid that Mom would sense something was off, I skipped dinner and retreated to my room. I opened a streaming app and clicked into a room raising money for a baby with a cleft lips and palate. On the screen, a couple was performing in a dilapidated room. After seven hours of streaming, they'd only collected 1,200 dollars. The comments section was a cesspool of trolls. "Have the mom put on some stockings and do a suggestive dance. I'll send a gift then!"

I knew, deep down, where she might be—where Rhea might have taken her. Finally, I arrived at the old break room, hidden away from the main hustle of the hospital. The door was slightly ajar, and I could hear the muffled voices coming from inside. I edged closer, just in time to hear Rhea’s cruel voice cutting through the air. “You think your mommy’s something special, don’t you? Well, guess what? She’s not. She’s just a—”