Novel & Cerita Momone Momo

“Momo has a best friend now. I saw her run into the pack, so I took her. Mummy, see, I now have two bunnies.” My heart sank. She woke me up to show me this... ‘Save me, goddess, ’ I muttered to myself before I glanced back at my overly elated little girl, who was waiting for me to say something. “What do you want to name it?” “Moni” Silly. “You can’t be serious, right?” “Madam Emily said it’s a nice name, Mom, and guess what? Uncle Chief said he would be bringing food for two of them every day.”

"How do I look, Mommy?" Mona asked Amel with a flirtatious expression as she puckered her lips to look sexier. "Very pretty," Amel's mommy replied, spewing white smoke from her mouth. Mami Amel traced every inch of Mona's sexy body wrapped in a red spaghetti strap mini dress. She smiled faintly, proud of one of her subordinates who had become a prima donna under her care. "Is Mona ready, Mommy?" one of Amel's men asked from behind the door.

I spoke to her in the calmness tone I can. "Look, I appreciate you thinking I'm that Monalisa but I'm not. I'm Monalisa Jayden James Bruno, that's who I am. So please, do not bug me, otherwise my brother's bodyguard is going to deal with you and she means business. so stay far away from me and go look somewhere else for your Monalisa daughter. Would you mind stepping out of my way, woman? "You're my Monalisa. My daughter. I've missed you so much. I want to hold you in my arms and hug you and kiss you. I want to tuck you in and watch you sleep. I miss everything"

Thankfully, Angela could already speak, and she believed that soon enough, Angela would tell her the answer herself. Coming back to her senses, Haley met Owen's gaze and softly said, "Angela doesn't understand what 'dad' means, so she called him the wrong name. But you should know what 'mommy' means. I'm not..." "Your mommy,” Owen finished for her. “Besides, don't you already have a mommy?" Haley asked quietly. Owen's eyes suddenly turned red. He bit his lower lip and replied stubbornly, "Even if I do, so what? I don't like her anyway. That selfish woman doesn't deserve to be my mommy!"

“Mom guilt? It sounds like the only thing you don’t feel guilty about is turning me down.” “That’s right. Not an ounce of guilt about that.” I said, turning my head and facing Cas with a big smile. He just rolled his eyes at me, and I turned back. “Mom guilt is when you feel guilty for not being there enough, and when you are there, you feel guilty for not doing enough with them. For working too much, not buying enough toys, or too many toys. For saying no or not being strict enough. It’s doubting yourself and feeling like a failure because you want to be the best mom there is.”

TOKYO, JAPAN CHLOE MAE BERSALES was wanted! Indeed. She'd been wanted in a good and bad way—from her enraged father to being a billion-dollar Baby Mama of an innocent soul that she would meet nine months from now. The page of her book went beyond extraordinary when the billionaire CEO of Greyson Stockholdings disclosed an offer she could not resist. Well, that was two months ago and in baby steps, she learned to play along in the cycle. An unexpected yet interesting progression in her old mundane life.

my mummo answers while kissing my forehead making me nod my head. “What did Da mean when he said you were a goddess?” I ask quietly, trying to avoid using my voice more than necessary, not wanting to be in more pain. “He should have kept his mouth shut; my mother was the original Moon Goddess Selene, creator of Lycans and vampires, I took her place a few millennia ago. Your father is among the first generation of Lycans as is my closest friend Helena, we grew up together as girls while I was groomed to take my mother’s place,” Mummo explains as simply as she can, while I lay there completely stunned.

she yelled back, laughing as she ran. "I’ll slaughter you like a guinea pig if you show your face again!" he bellowed, shaking his fist at the sky before heading back inside, muttering, "What’s with that girl?" He couldn’t help but chuckle. Bisila walked down the street, still grinning. She reached into her pocket, feeling the freshly earned payment. Up ahead, a bar came into view, its large sign glowing: **DONNIE AND THE BAR.** Inside, a few men sat scattered around with drinks, talking loudly. One of them noticed her at the door.

I shoved his shoulder as I walked past, head held high. Taking my phone out, I silently texted Zoe while Gionata led us to a van outside. I can understand if there is trouble, Papa would want to protect the younger girls, but Zoe and I are far from helpless. Kat: Link your Papa. I want to know what’s happening. Zoe: Already on it. Madonie attacked Bloodmoon wolves traveling for a gathering. It’s bad. Zoe: Icky Iggy sent a box with the head of the Nebrodi Alpha Heir as a warning. He wants the Faytes, or we go to war.

"Okay, fine. I was a rebel. Happy?" "No. Say it properly. It was Veena, you, Messiah—" "How are you going to walk past that? Messiah is the shittiest. More than Veena actually," Boraxip argued. "Okay, I'll take that," Mom said. "Because I know now it's true," she giggled. "You've met...Uncle Messiah?" Monde spoke up with a frown, eyeing my mom. All traces of humour were gone between the two lovebirds as they quickly shared a look.