Mom Pov Darla Novels & Stories

her mum said in an excited tone. Arlene turned the volume up to the loudest and they kept up with their mini karaoke which was pretty much loud, because people on the road started to look at them. But then none of them cared, to Arlene her mum was a vibe and not like the regular southingham mothers who were boring and lame. These were the moments she lived for, there was never a dull moment with her mum even though they had little cat fights, but it was normal with females. “Do you think dad would be back from work by now?” Arlene asked her mum who was still caught up in the blues of the music playing.

But there had been too many men coming, and they couldn't shake them. Her mother had come out of nowhere, a plain woman in a plain car, white at the temples, a housewife who had never known anything about gangsters or guns. But the moment she heard her daughter was being hunted, she came. The car shot like an arrow onto the mountain road and rammed itself sideways across the lane, blocking the cars chasing them. The crash was loud enough to split the air. Her mother died right there. Ethan, holding her bloodied body, had sworn through red eyes that Vivian would be his only wife. The only one. Ever.

"We missed you bigtime, Bubu bear." "Missed you, too, Mom," Ira planted a kiss on his mother's cheek. "You don't have to call me Bubu bear for Pete's sake." Chloe caught a glimpse of his awkward smile which she found utterly ludicrous. Helena pulled away from their hug and giddily pinched both of his prominent sexy cheeks. She could tell Ira got his undeniable good looks from his mestiza Filipina mom while the authoritative manner was from his half-Turkish, half-Italian father. Such a great combination of DNA, she ought to herself. Not too long they were all settled in the spacious lounge area where a middle-aged woman showed up to serve assorted refreshments and tarts. It was as if Chloe's

There were so many wrinkles on her face as well. As I looked at the woman who'd raised me since I was young, I couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. "Mom," I choked out. But Mom took out a food container without so much as looking at me, then told Lawrence to eat the food inside. Lawrence and I shared a glance. When he refused the food, I sighed in relief. I then moved to take the food container away. I said, "Stop it, Mom. It's my engagement party tonight, so can you just please—"

“Mom used to train horses. She doesn't even do that now.” “Jesus, River, you should tell your mother–” “You think I haven’t?” River snapped. River bowed his head and shook it. He moved out of my grasp. “I have told her, Dallas. She acted like she didn't hear what I said. My mom is losing her mind. I’m not sure if it’s from all the drinking or if she’s just in denial since my dad died. She's not the same as she was, trust me. I don't even think she cares about much of anything anymore.”

Mom forced a smile, pretending like she didn't hear, but I knew the smile sparkled in her eyes. The door was knocked on a minute later. I smoothed out my shirt and opened the door. Darla stood in front of me, dressed in a dark blue blazer and skin-tight pants, her hair pulled back tidily. Even in a casual setting, she carried that air of calm self-possession. "Good morning," I said, moving aside to allow her entrance. "Mornin'," she replied with a correct nod before moving inside behind me. Mom was huddled on the couch, a blanket around her legs. Darla's expression softened the instant she saw her. "Good morning, ma'am," she replied warmly.

she exclaimed. Lance turned around and waited for her to speak. "Who said you could leave?" said Darla. "Don't you have a problem with that?" said Lance. Darla got out of bed with the covers wrapped around her. She walked over to Lance and stopped in front of him. "I don't mind it. But do you know what my father would do if he found out what we did last night?" Darla raised one eyebrow. "What do you mean?" asked Lance. "My father is a Warrior trainer in the Golden Moon Pack. He's Alpha Albert's confidant. You should be able to guess what he would do if he saw what you did to his daughter," said Darla.

Janice pipes in, sharing opinions that no one cares to hear. “I don’t remember. Not that it’s any of my business,” Nana Linda replies with edge in her voice. “Darla is a compassionate person. This girl moved here after she found her mate and doesn’t have many friendly people in her life at the moment,” Nana Linda puts an emphasis on friendly. I can tell Janice is working her nerves; she loves Aunt Darla like a daughter, so I imagine she’s not happy for Janice to criticize her. “Well I better head out. Don’t want to keep Mom waiting.” I say my goodbyes but not before getting a hug from Nana Linda. She refuses to let me see her without a hug at least.

Saying, mom cut the call. Next day, "Actually your father and my sister-in-law, Darla, used to study in the same university. Darla liked your father, Gerard, and confessed her love to him many times. But you know, Gerard never reciprocate her feelings. Darla was a pampered princess of her family, she wasn’t used to rejection. When Gerard rejected her, she didn’t take it well. Gerard married your mother Tatiana, and they were very young, weren't even graduated from the university. Matters got worse when Darla got to know this, she started to spread the rumor that she was pregnant with Gerard's child."

Alice Pov "I gave Dustin a strong slap in his face after I discovered his secret relationship with my cousin, Dindi. My whole body trembled with anger, and if I couldn't control myself, I might have killed them now. "How dare you to deceive me, Dustin! After I picked you up from the trash and dressed you, is this how you repay me? To deceive me and make me look foolish?" My chest heaved with intense anger during these moments. I just came from the house of my best friend, Jana, when I received a call on my cellphone from an acquaintance who lives in the same condo as my boyfriend.