Mary Lou Barebone Novels & Stories

Rita bit her lower lip as she tries to find the words to coax her mother. She hoisted her gown and picked up Morrigan's shoes that were nearby and walks towards the gazebo. "These days it's been hazy and cold, try to wear more clothes, Queen Mother. Don't walk barefooted around the gardens and always have a guard or maid with you. What would the nation do without you?" Rita pulled out a handkerchief from her sleeves and gently wiped off the dirt from Morrigan's feet. Morrigan watches her as the memory of Colum Toiba flashes at the back of her mind. How he would often clean her feet in case she was wounded. "You're just like him..." Morrigan uttered unconsciously as she stare at Rita who is c

the doctor said after placing a thick black mat over Cilyna's body leaving her leg exposed. Her mother quickly slid her arms through the arm holes and stepped up close to her daughters side to hold her hand. "It's going to be alright, babygirl." she comforted her daughter, patting her shoulder gently. "Mommy, I'm scared. Will it hurt?" Cilyna sniffled. "No my darling. It's just going to take a picture of your leg to show the bones. It doesn't hurt at all." she said, stroking her hair away from her face.

MARIA'S POV. The next morning came quickly. And for the first time in years, I slept like a child who had no reason to worry. I.was finally going to get my revenge on Allen. I walked down the marble stairs with my hand on the railing. The house was quiet. For a moment I felt like I was the only person alive. Adam was a busy woman. Unlike me who stayed in the shadows, Adam liked the spotlight— everything was to help me anyway.

At 35, trauma nurse Tessa William spent six years being the invisible glue of a blended family that never wanted her. She funded everything, endured the ex-wife’s contempt, and swallowed her mother-in-law’s mockery of the hysterectomy that left her barren. When the apocalypse hit, they left her behind. “There’s no seat for you. The kids need their actual parents.” She died alone in the stairwell, still holding the trauma kit she packed for them. Then she woke seven weeks earlier… with a Survival System. This time she divorces Mark, takes every asset, and builds a sealed medical fortress alone. And then Dr. Chase Worthington returns, the surgeon who once saw her worth without need

Beside him stood Barbara Alonso, Duncan’s mother. Barbara was dressed in a flawless, cream-colored silk dress, her silver-streaked hair styled perfectly. But her face was unusually tight. There was no warmth in her eyes, no gentle smile like the ones she used to give Amora during the long, lonely afternoons in this mansion.

So it would not be a lie to say that she was being pampered endlessly. Apart from that, the whole family was also overjoyed with another thing. And that was the improvement in Old Madam Mo's health. She was still not awake yet, but she could react to external stimulations sometimes. Like if she was tickled by a feather in her hands or feet, she would move her fingers. Or if the room was too bright, her eyebrows would furrow. But no one thought that this news was a shock to one of them. And that was none other than Old Madam Mo's caretaker Linda. She was not happy with the news. Because if Old Madam Mo woke up, then Mo Family would not need her service anymore.

All she could do was remind herself to breathe. They soon arrived at the hospital, and Maria left Jackson and Harry behind asking what room his mother was admitted in. Mrs. Jones, for a sick person, looked too good to be true. One could mistake her for a woman still in her youth, maybe she was. Theo stuck around, as Jackson has said, to take care of her making Maria grateful for his existence. At the sight of Maria, she let out a teenage excited squeal as Maria moved closer to her to accept her hug.

Needed to prove to herself that she could. The morning sun caught the gold lettering on the courthouse door as it swung open behind them, and Maya turned to see Simone emerging, her box braids adorned with small golden cuffs that caught the light. Behind her came Caroline Westbrook, the attorney who'd started all of this with a phone call about an inheritance. Behind Caroline came half the town of Moonlight Cove—Lou from the hardware store, Mrs. Chen from the bookshop, Father Michael from St. Mary's, even old Mr. Patterson who claimed he hated everyone but had shown up to fix the Tidewater Inn's roof during a nor'easter without being asked.

Pov Kusuma Finally, hospital matter is over. Catherine was checked and got a room. This lady, it’s always been like that. Physical appearance always takes priority and regardless of health. Because of the diet, she fainted, her stomach was not strong. Once she was poisoned by skin care chemicals. It turned out that the clinic he was subscribed to, was illegal. I don't know what her obsession is, her appearance is also good, slim body, far from imperfect.

"It's often chilly this time of the month, it's best to keep warm." "Marceline, i need you to do something for me." - I spoke calmly in a cold tone, my fingers playing around the ends of the warm blanket. "Right now?" - Her eyes widened, lips curling upwards as she spoke softly. I stared at her - typically, her smile was unsettling, but I've gotten used to them overtime- although i really doubted if she actually knew how creepy her smiles could actually be. "Yes, right now." "What would you like me to do for you?" - She knelt before me, her eyes holding nothing but fealty and absolute loyalty - which would tip me off if there were on other cases.