My Mama Dont Like You Novels & Stories

My mother scolded me and I could almost picture her frown. Okay, how do you explain your love for your boss and the mafia capo to your mother? “Mom, I really really love him.” I huffed. “I don’t want him to freak out.” I mumbled. “Honey, you’re still young. You will find someone else eventually.” My mother replied. What?! “Mom!” I exclaimed, making her chuckle. “I know that you like him a lot. But-” She started but I cut her off.

“I want my mom and my dad to be happy forever and ever. I want to go back home. I don’t like this country. My mommy old me it was going to be fun, but I don’t like it.” “Oh, why? Why don’t you like it?” “I don’t have friends. I just met one, and I don’t see her so frequently.” “Oh! Who’s she?” “Her name is Tita, I think. Her daddy is my mom’s friend, but I don’t like him.” “Who’s he?”

" I was under the impression that you were at work. However, when you return, you'll be a lot bigger and you'll be engaged. Mama's contempt for what she said, as well as her irritation, could be heard in her voice. It was the same for him; he shook his head and laughed hysterically at the thought of it. If you anticipate the roaring penis of Yhra village to be easygoing, you're in for a surprise. Don't make a fool of yourself. "Did you take a moment to consider your actions?" Mama's voice was still hushed, and she was staring directly in my direction. It's finally here, Mom. "Is there anything else I can do for you?" I inquire. It shook once again and directed itself towards my chest this ti

“Can I ask something?” Maya wiped her face with the sleeve of her blouse. “Anything.” “Do you think I can still call Mom ‘Mama’ too?” she asked, looking up with big, unsure eyes. “She’s been my mommy for so long… I don’t want her to feel sad.” Maya smiled warmly, touched by her daughter’s gentle heart. “Of course you can. She loves you very much, and nothing will ever change that. Families come in all kinds of ways, sweetheart. You have many people who love you—and now you get to love them all back.”

Mokunfayo Badmus: You are not their mother, You are not my mother, You're not a mother, You can never be a mother… Weeks after the altercation with both Mike and my nephew, those words they'd left in wake of their cruelty still haunted me in both my sleep, my subconscious and even my wide-eyed consciousness.

but I shake my head, "No, I'm weak, don't you know." Roman's thumbs wipe away tears, "Better than me," I cry, Roman's eyes lock onto mine, "Fierce, loving, you are her mother, don't deny." "You are her mama," Roman whispers, his words comfort me, But doubt lingers, "What if she hates me?" I ask, can't she see? "What if she can't forgive?" Roman's lips brush mine, "She loves you, already, in her heart, she knows you're her mama, all the time."

Discomfort was evident in my mother's voice. Although I was used to my mother's difficulty, she didn't show it clearly before. I didn't understand what made her change. Maybe because Alpha King took me away from her she couldn't possibly like you. "Why don't you like Alpha King?" I didn't roundabout, but directly asked. "I just don't like him, there's no reason!" My mother shrugged. I opened my mouth wide not knowing how to respond to her. If she gave me a reason why she didn't like Alpha King then I could persuade her but if there was no reason, how could I persuade.

I had told Ettore this countless times, but he had long been bewitched by Elena and Sofia, so he could no longer remember. "Shut up!" Ettore, stung by my words, lashed out in fury. He raised his hand to strike me, but I was prepared. Sidestepping his blow, I swung back and slapped him hard across the face. Ettore's head snapped to the side. He covered his cheek and stared at me in disbelief. "You dare hit me?" "That slap was for Mom," I said, my gaze icy. "From this day on, you are no longer my brother. We are finished!"

He said with a monotone. My Mama gasped at those words. Yeah, for me it’s a bit… It's a bit insulting. I’m still a baby so I can’t totally react. “Don’t let me lose my patience towards you, Edward. I will bring my daughter with me.” My Mama turned her back but stopped again. “If I heard you talked to me like that again in front of my daughter, I will never forgave you.” My hold tightened on my Mama’s dress. She seems so tense. I wonder who’s that person she'll meet. Wow! Is this some kind of a soap opera?! I feel like I’m in a movie?!

“I love anyone who loves you. Including Uncle Joey, our neighbor. Auntie Christy, Uncle Wyatt, and everyone.” She scrunched her nose. “But I want you to love Uncle Bastian in a special way.” “Special way? Where did you learn that?” “Auntie Christy. She said if I want Uncle Bastian as my new daddy, then you have to love each other in a special way, Mommy. However, I don't understand how adults are loved in a special way. How, Mommy?" I shook my head, mentally reminding myself of the need to call Christy later.