Mamzer Meaning Novels & Stories

"Who said that to you, baby?" I asked angrily. How could they dare to meddle in other people's affairs? "Nania said that to me. She said her mommy told her that I am a bastard. According to Adam, 'bastard' means a pig. So I was called a pig by my friends," Noah said tearfully. His eyes radiated fear and sadness, making me feel pity for him. Unbelievable! What kind of parents would let their child hear such hurtful words? How could they teach innocent children to gossip, as if the gossipers would end up in heaven?

Zeenah called again. "Naa'am, (Yes)" Maama answered quickly. But as soon as she looked up and saw Zeenah, her face turned sour, her anger clearly open for everyone to see. "Zeenatu, Allah wadaran haihuwarki! (Zeenatu, woe to the day you were begotten!"

Asad said snaking his twins head " Then Zarun mamu jaan can be our khalo jaan as well, "Faizal replied (khala jaan - maternal aunt, khalo jaan - maternal aunt's husband, mamu jaan - maternal uncle, mami jaan - maternal uncle's wife) " Ammi you tell! "Both boys said together " I am thinking only, what to say about it. "Azisha said " Call us what you used to call no need to change it. I am your khala jaan and Zarry is your mamu jaan " Zeenat said

“I can wish for anything I want except one thing, to kill my prime because it’s against the rules.” “Wow, does your last name really men misfortune?” asked Kariya. “Yep Petragram means misfortune.” Said Merek Dad’s name is Absol for absolute misfortune, if he touches you, you will be cursed with misfortune, mom’s name is Dedria for misfortune of death if she gets mad she can drain you of your life force, Sacre’s name means secret misfortune and my name means dark misfortune, but I don’t want to be called that, I hate that name, I want to be called Dream Chaser.”

"I just...this is going to sound crazy, but I don't think Hezekiah was as bad as you make him out to be. I still think he was terrible in the sense of everything he's done, but—" The look on Mama's face made me shut up real quick. Every passing second, her fury rose to the top of her head until she exploded. "You think Hezekiah Mercier was a good man? Is that what you're trying to tell me?" "N-not necessarily—" "Watch yourself, Lisa." Mama got up and started packing again, more harshly than before. "What you're saying right now is exactly what Hezekiah wanted you to think. Vampires are a selfish, disgusting lot. There ain't nothing noble or good about them, Alisande. Nothing! You've seen wha

‘You really are a good person. ‘Zarah, you can’t be serious!’ ‘I am and it is my decision, Belphegor. Deal with it and your younger brother issues. I’m tired.’ I give him a pointed glare. Standing, or floating, before us, Mammon silently watches us with a curious brow aimed at me. ‘I don’t get it. Why are you referring to him like he is my baby brother?” ‘Not this again.’ ‘Hey, I am just saying that—’

That I am in a movie acting or watching a soap opera, but I think I should brace this bittersweet fact: The Mazur’s are not honorable people like I thought. They don’t deserve the high praise that the nation accords them. They are monstrous beasts in disguise. They are heartless and insensitive. They are selfish and careless. They don’t have hearts, and if they do, they have stone hearts. They are rotten to their cores.

“What!” He smirked. “My name is Samech Mem Aleph Lamed- I'm the Samech Mem angel, for those who dare not utter my name. The Angel of S & M, who rules over sexuality in Jewish lore. Crying out my name in the throes of passion supposedly doubles pleasure-” “That's disgusting.” “But accurate. The Jews didn't have much to do in the desert besides slander my name and circumcise their children in fear of me. Supposedly, I was a threat to their Father.”

She really wanted to have grandchildren soon, she always said. "Mom? Are you serious? Why?" I asked, in a suspicious tone. "I... Dreamed," my mother muttered slowly. "Madam Black, she's come to me a few times lately and scolded me, for always badgering you about mate." "Madam Black?" I asked confused. Madam Black is one of the ancestral descendants of black magicians, who came from the Blue Fang pack led by my grandfather, my mother's father, Edward Moss.

Abigail asked in absolute wonder, her tiny fingers tracing the contours of the diamond 'M' pendant. Moza offered a gentle smile. "Yes, Little Miss." Abigail lifted her head, locking her innocent, profoundly meaningful gaze onto Moza. "That means Papa loves Auntie very, very much. So, why don't you just become my Mama?" Moza’s throat turned instantly bone-dry. Abigail’s innocent words had pierced directly into the exact vulnerability she desperately sought to avoid. "We cannot do that just yet, sweetheart," Moza replied awkwardly. "A Little Miss's Mama is a grown woman who must be married to Papa Dastan first."