Mama Seek Novels & Stories

' I don't know where 'there' is, but from the way Papa's lips purse, I figure it must not have been a nice place. Papa says he is taking me to Italy to spend time with grandma. He wants me to learn about my rich heritage, and the customs of my people. I don't want to. I want to remember my past; unfortunately, each time I try, I have a headache. The doctor says it's normal, but I don’t like it.

Malcolm pulled me into his arms, consoling me. “You saw how she left without sparing me a glance, I failed as a mother.” tears streamed down my face. MIRANDA I’ve been sitting in my room throughout the day. Ever since we moved to Colorado, Mum hasn’t made an attempt to register me in any school. She keeps saying she has to check and know if the place is safe for me. Honestly, I’ve become tired of constantly asking her to put me in school. I have taken to educating myself through the Internet. While surfing through youtube, looking for an online class for kids my age, I felt thirsty and reached out to the water jug in my room to pour myself a glass of water. I realized that it was empty. I ro

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.

Left without the protection of the dragons who abandoned her when she became pregnant with me, my mother’s life was in danger every single second. The Seekers had been hunting my mother for years. They wanted her blood, said to hold the key to unimaginable power. But my father protected her with everything he had even when it meant going against the lycan elders. Just when things were about to return to normalcy coupled with my birth, my mother was killed by the seekers. The seekers who were always roving about killed her because they wanted to use her blood. I clenched my fists, my anger and hatred for the Seekers burning brighter with every passing moment. They had taken everything from me

Mama was seated in her wheelchair, her hands trembling slightly as Leah handed her a glass of water. “Ma, what is she talking about? What safe?” Leah asked gently, sitting across from her. Mama stared at the water in her hands, her expression distant. “I don’t know,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “Ma, please. If you know something, tell me. Big Margaret won’t stop. She’ll keep coming back,” Leah pressed. Mama's eyes snapped up to meet her daughter’s. “Do you think I want this? That I enjoy being dragged into her schemes? Margaret has always been like this. Always wanting more, always taking what doesn’t belong to her.”

I looked at Mama and said, "Please specify the goal of the recovery command. Does this require the removal of the current NS-5 core program?" Mamma's body swayed slightly before collapsing into Papa's embrace, her voice trembling and fragmented while replying, "Y-You don't have to remove anything. We want you to be healthy and happy again, just like you used to be, Viviana…" I stated calmly, "Your command is not specific enough to process."

“I will take it slow. For her.” Mama’s smile softened, pride shining through. “Good. Because if you want her to be your Donna, your queen, then you must first be her safe place.” "Was Papa that for you? A safe place?" I asked, turning toward her. I don’t often ask about how Mama and Papa started, but I know it’s somewhat like mine and Ciara’s—arranged, though for different reasons. "Yes, he was, but not at first. I pushed back a little..."

I give you my word, baby, we are going to get out of that hell hole. Mama just needs to find it in her body to heal and think clearly of what her next move will be. For now, we are in more danger than even the Alpha can protect us from…

Attractive people dressed in uniform work diligently. Soon, an older woman in a long, flowing, red dress says, "Hello, young ladies. I'm the Head Mistress of this home, Madame Knight, but everyone calls me Mama." Mama is wonderful. She leads us to a lovely suite. Surprisingly, the room is modern but has ritualistic aspects. Once Mama leaves, Maureen checks the drawers and says, "No Bible?" Suddenly, she drops to the floor and looks underneath the bed. I laugh, "What are you doing?"

It will be crazy to go from pack to pack looking for a home that has wild lantanas growing out back but I was never normal anyway and even if it takes me years, I will not give up until I find my mother. Logan doing this with me was a smart move. He was able to pull a few strings because of his status and got us into half of the packs we scoured on the first day. My mother was an Omega and Logan and I showed her picture to the oldest Omegas around, asking if anyone has seen her. At every house where we were told the oldest Omegas resided, I made sure to check the back of these houses while Logan asked the questions but there was no sight of my mother or wild Lantanas anywhere. By the end of