Mamma Mia Stories Novels & Stories

I asked. They ignored my irritation, grinning annoyingly. "Looks like we interrupted something, huh?" Mia teased. "Don't worry, sister-in-law, we won't stay long since Big Brother is practically asking us to leave." Mila placed a calming hand on my shoulder. "We just wanted to check on you, Jonah. We'll leave you two alone soon," she said. But before I could breathe a sigh of relief, Mia added another thing that almost made me burst with anger: with a snap of her fingers two Omegas appeared carrying an array of dishes.

Mia's POV: Zayn regarded me for a moment too long. “Oh, you're serious?” He asked, his eyes widening slightly. “What in the world? How the hell does someone have not one but three mates? At the same time?” “I know, it's insane,” I said. “Did I also tell you that I was previously married? And that he was my first mate?” Zayn shook his head. “You might just be the moon goddess’ favorite with the way she’s handing you, mates, like it's the lottery.” He said.

“Just forget it, madam. Let me walk you to your room. I will continue the rest later.” “Mia,” Fulvia whispered softly, her expression firm despite her blind eyes. “Don’t change the topic. You’re safe here. Tell me anything. Trust me.” Mia swallowed hard, her eyes glistening as she went down on her knees before Fulvia. Her voice shook with fear. “Madam... you know... about your looks...” Mia’s tears fell freely. “I’m sorry, madam, but you need to know the truth. Young master’s mum might not accept your marriage to Sir. She’s proud and loves bragging. She won’t want you to even stay a month in this house because she will think… you’re a shame to her.” Mia sniffled, wiping her tears. “I know, m

Layla slightly knocked on the wooden door and an old woman with a rough face and tangled dirty hair came out. Layla bowed her head. “Good day, ma.” The woman eyed Layla and Mia for a few seconds before she bowed her head. “Good day. How may I help you?” “We are here to see Mrs. Camila.” Mia interrupted. “Okay, who are you?” “I am-” Layla wanted to talk, but Mia took a step forward. “I am Mia, from President Mason,” she bowed her head and pointed to Layla. “This is my boss, Layla. She is the one that wants to re-open the case about your family’s death.”

It wasn't really much of a change however, just a curious look of interest, then she held out her palm. “Give me a phone.” Rocco instantly produced hers from a locked case. She took it, wiping a drop of blood from her fingers before dialing. The warehouse was dead silent as the call connected. A deep voice answered. “Signora Vitale.” “Your report,” she said. “Repeat it for my pleasure.” “Confirmed. The Moretti kid. Luca. He’s in Rome…and according to our eyes, He's expecting a child with the woman he was seen with…His missing ex wife.”

Her bleached blonde hair fell to her elbows, her make-up was fine except for the lipstick which was mostly off because of the drinks she had. “Ah, finally Jade,” she said, “and who is this?” she wanted to know while her words came out slurred, she looked at Mitch, interested in if he was my cab driver or if I had a friend she didn't know about. “How much for the drive?” She asked eventually.

Her father was the Beta of the pack and leader of the Alpha's war troupe. Justin had come for a pack visit when he caught Mia’s eye, and she caught his as well, which led to their love story. And today, under the full moon, she would officially become his mate in the eyes of the moon goddess and the werewolf council. "Mia, it's almost time. Are you ready?" Her friend Clara asked as she opened the door to her room. Mia ran a nervous hand down the silver shimmery shift-like gown she was wearing, took a deep breath, and gave Clara a small nod.

"Gigi, I'm planning to get close to the Gray Wolf famiglia. Rosa told you with her dying breath that you're the real Ricci Principessa. I know you don't care about that. "You never complain to me, but that doesn't mean I'm not aware. You just wanted to see your birth parents from a distance, but the Ricci Soldati treated you like a threat and drove you off. "The rifle butt smashed into your back. You came back crying but didn't dare tell me..." Matteo cupped her face, violent intent surging in his eyes. "The Gray Wolf famiglia is the underground king of this city. Without power, you don't even have the right to approach them! That fake Principessa named Lucia stole what's yours, enjoying the

This bastard seemed really determined to blow her head off if she kept screaming and resisting. Yes, what kind of dream did Bella have last night that she had to experience a kidnapping like this? It was clear to her that these people were members of a gang. Marco Vilante, as Darrel suspected, was a dangerous mafia leader. Bella never thought she would have to deal with these dangerous people. It was all because of that damn accident that led to her being kidnapped like this.

[Mercedes] Rather than replying to my question immediately, Mother stepped back, elegantly crossed her legs, and took a slow sip of her drink. Her eyes gleamed with warning as she spoke. “That wretched Mia is back in both of your lives. She has completely transformed—her body, her face, everything. And why? It’s simple. She wants to worm her way back into your hearts. And she’s already succeeding!” Felix and I exchanged confused glances for a split second before bursting into deep, uncontrollable laughter. The sound echoed through the room.