Momo Stories Novels & Stories

He didn’t mind, but he was certain Lin Momo would. Lin Momo's cheeks turned red, and she said to the little girl, "Tang Tang, what you see on TV isn’t real; it’s just acting. You can't take it seriously!" "But, in our kindergarten, kids' papas don't call their mommies Miss!" "This..." Lin Momo originally wanted to tell Tang Tang that she and Qin Haodong were different from other parents, but then she saw the little girl's eager face and knew that she just wanted to have a normal family, with parents that loved her. She didn’t know what to say.

📖(✿˶˘ ³˘)~♡ MIMO'S POV (｡❛ᴗ❛｡)📖 After my mom's examination, we went outside and looked for something to eat. Mom kept getting into my nerves because she kept asking me who that guy was. I kept telling her that he was my editor, but mom didn't believe me. She was shipping me out to Mr. Marble! I beg to disagree because it will not be going to happen.

"Mutsi, what are you doing here?" My father growls, his grip loosens before he rushes to my grandmother's side. "Calm down Mussukka, I know you're not happy with this. You don't want to lose me, but I will not let your children grow up without you. My little Raven and beautiful Liliana are not ready to lose you, neither are Eya and your unborn pup. I'm ready, I have lived a very long time and it's time there is a new Moon God," Mummo explains while placing her palm to her son's cheek, then kisses his forehead.

Prologue Kanua Village, Zambia; January, 1991 There was a murderous glow in the eyes of the ten year old Luyando Chimeko as she stood watch over her drunk and passed out father snoring away on the mat inside the tent that a good Samaritan had lent to them which they had come to regard as their home for the past one week. Luyando had had enough of living like a destitute at the hands of her vagabond father whose own life seemed to be rotting away ever since the untimely demise of his wife a year ago. On that day, the ten year old had not just lost her mother, she had lost her father as well. The man she was now looking at was only a shell of the man she once called dad…and she had had enough

Typical rich people problems. That’s what was on my mind as I sliced eggplant in the kitchen. Manang Dores said we were cooking shrimp sinigang, the kids’ favorite. Maybe this would be a good way to show them that I can cook and, if a miracle happens, maybe they’ll start to like me.

Todd's fingers tightened. This was the first time, as far as he could remember, that Mommy spoke to him with a reproachful tone. All because of Owen. Todd pursed his lips and lowered his head, admitting his mistake,"I'm sorry, Mommy, I was wrong." "Todd, you go downstairs and tell your sister a story. I'll help Owen with his shower." Haley carried Owen into the bathroom and closed the door behind her. Todd stared at the door for a moment, then turned around and went downstairs.

It was then he got caught by my Mom to be cheating on her. It was a big blow for my Mom because several times he had promised to end the relationship but only for her to find out after a few months that the mistress was transferred to another house only. I was tired seeing their relationship fall apart. And that is why, here I am in a convent trying to have some peace of mind and saving myself from possible heartaches in the future. I don't believe in fairytales anymore. For lovers, it's only once upon a time they were happy, then they end. So here is my story.

(Beverley’s POV) Mom knocked on my door that evening, a soft, hesitant rap that made my heart jump into my throat. I was lying on my bed, scrolling through old texts from Marcus, my body still faintly aching from our stolen moment earlier that afternoon when Mom had been at the store. The messages were filthy, promising more, and they left me restless. When I heard her voice through the wood, “Beverley? Can we talk?” I quickly locked my phone and shoved it under my pillow, my pulse racing for an entirely different reason now.

Yep, my son is taller than I am. Suddenly, Luca pushed Damien from me. "My mummy". He glared at his brother hugging my neck. "Hey, she's my momma too". " No my mummy". "My momma" "Mine" "Nope buddy, she mine". "That's enough Dame, stop upsetting my baby". Luca pouted his lips. "Damien, clean Emma and Luca please and Lisa so wash up too. I'll clean the kitchen while you guys are at it.

Mom had said something about his mother but I think I forgot. "Your mom didn't tell you that his mother ran away from the family after giving birth to three triplets?" She asked. I've heard it before. " He only keeps saying his mom is dead because that's what his father wants them to believe. His mom was a gold digger and she never loved the kids. She stole a lot and left. Milo's dad lied and did a fake burial just to prove to his kids that's she's dead" she explained. "You must not let anyone know about this, especially Milo" she said.