My Mama Told Me When I Was Young Novels & Stories

My mom often makes an example out of someone when it comes to parenting. Unfortunately, I'm that someone, while my little brother, Raymond Nelson, benefits from it. Ever since I was four years old, my mom had been using this method. If Raymond breaks a bowl, I'm the one kneeling on the floor to pick up the pieces. If Raymond destroys something belonging to someone else, I'm the one writing the reflection report on his behalf. Mom tells me, "You're the older sister here. Since you can't keep your brother in line, you're the one at fault." But Raymond can never get rid of his bad habit of stealing and lying. When Franklin Harris, the owner of a grocery store, comes knocking on our door, Raymond points at me once again. "She was the one who stole your money!" In order to help Raymond get rid of this problematic habit of his, Mom decides to hand me over to the owner. "Sorry, Franklin. It's my fault for not raising my child well. I'll give my daughter to you. You can do whatever you want to her, be it scolding her or beating her up." Little does she know that I will never go home after Mr. Harris takes me away.

“I can never be with you. I am your teacher and your elder!” What happens when the moon goddess decides to play a dirty matchmaker game and pairs up a teacher and a student as soul mates? Meet Xena Michael, a 23-year-old teacher at Cold Zone College. She had been single for 23 years, feeling like she may never find her mate. But guess what? Fate has a surprise in store for her. It turns out, her mate is none other than the Alpha's son, who is also her most brilliant student. He had just turned 18 and became the Alpha of the Silver Dominion pack. Will Xena really accept a junior and her student as her mate?

Every tear I shed feeds his ego. Every whimper, his pride. Every bruise he leaves behind, his silent claim over me. He takes me cold. Leaves me ruined. And I wait - quiet, breathless, for the next time he comes back to break me again. He thinks he has me in the palm of his hand. Thinks I’m nothing without him. A fragile wife, meek, obedient. A weakness he never needed. I let him believe it. I never tried to break the illusion. As long as I have his hands on me, As long as his shadows reach for me, That’s enough. But in the dark, daggers roam. And with every sound my heels make, they fall. He still thinks I’m glass, But he hasn’t heard me shatter.

I once made a promise to the top actress in the industry. If I publicly proposed to her 99 times on livestreams, she would, on the hundredth, officially launch our relationship. But when the hundredth proposal came, she was on a private yacht kissing a new rising actor. Her smile had been so sweet and carefree. I became a complete joke. Feeling guilty, she texted me: [I will say yes on your 101st proposal.] She entered my livestream, looking like a goddess had descended to earth. As she looked on, I lit all one hundred love letters I had ever written for her, as well as the stomach cancer diagnosis I had hidden inside. “There will be no 101st time, Miss Ford.”

On the eve of our wedding, Mabel Jones' first love, Carter Hayes, has shredded my custom-ordered suit that's worth a million dollars. The waistband of my pants has torn open, causing the pants to fall off my body. As such, I endhttps://gn.activitycms.com/hwyc-admin/bookManager/book/edit?bookId=31001354896# up humiliating myself in front of the wedding guests. Carter is still holding a pair of scissors as he looks at me innocently. "I'm so sorry, Aiden. I must have ruined your pants because I used a little more force than needed. You won't blame me for what happened, right?" Mabel rushes over and snatches the scissors away from Carter. She tells him, "Why should Aiden blame you? You offered to cut the loose thread out of the kindness of your heart. If anything, he's to be blamed for tearing the pants from how fat he is!" As I continue to lift the pants, I just watch Mabel and Carter interact with each other in a lovey-dovey manner. Now that my suit is ruined, it's time for me to wake up from my fantasy.

Sharon Tate thought she had found her fairytale romance the moment she met Jayden. He was charming, irresistible; everything she had ever dreamed of. But dreams with Jayden turned into nightmares. Just when she had given up on love, she met Mathew. he was everything Jayden never was. Patient, kind, and steady, Mathew showed her a love that didn’t hurt, a love that didn’t make her question her worth. But just as she begins to believe in happiness again, Jayden returns, his voice thick with regret. "Please, let's start again, I'm offering a clean slate." Now, Sharon stands at a crossroads. Will she risk reopening old wounds for the love that once broke her? Or will she finally embrace the love she never thought she deserved?.

He chose his Luna. He cast her out. He humiliated her in front of his entire pack. And still she could not stop loving him. But there's a difference between loving someone and belonging to them. Liya knew that difference better than anyone. The question is does he? Liya Gommers was human in a wolf's world; captured, protected, and foolish enough to believe that the Alpha's softness towards her meant something. It didn't. On the day he stood at the mating point with his fated Luna on his arm and declared her his before the entire pack, Liya learned the most painful truth of her life, she was never his. She was never even close. But while Liya was busy surviving a broken heart, nobody was watching the other Luna. Nobody except her. Helenda didn't come to the Thrasher's pack to love their Alpha. She came to destroy everything he built and she was willing to burn every wolf in the pack to the ground to do it. Liya has the proof. The Alpha won't listen. And time is running out.

I thought Jace was it for me. My best friend. My first love. My mate. He promised me prom night. Promised me forever. But all it took was one moment— For everything to fall apart. Rejected and broken, I was still forced to serve as the maid nobody noticed. Not even the boy who once swore he loved me. How stupid was I… To think I could ever be enough for the new Alpha. But Fate? She doesn’t knock. She kicks the damn door down. "— and you, gather your things, you're coming with me!" The Lycan King said, his eyes locked on mine. Cold and frightening like the stories that were being told of him. He didn’t even blink. Why me? I was merely doing my maid duties, serving the Lycan King who was being hosted by Alpha Jace. How did I become the subject of their conversation? How did I go from Jace’s nothing— To the Lycan King’s next target? What now, oh Goddess? From heartbreak to something worse? Or maybe… just maybe… something I never saw coming.

My wedding starts at 12:00 pm on the dot. There are 58 tables, each table costing 8888 dollars. 120 bottles of premium liquor have been opened. 300 packs of top-tier cigarettes are unsealed. At 2:30 pm, all the guests have left the scene, leaving nothing but a huge mess behind. That's when a server hands me the bill. "It'll be 510 thousand dollars, miss." I'm left gobsmacked. "I'm a wedding guest, not the organizer." The groom is Charlie Humboldt, my ex-boyfriend. At the moment, he takes his pregnant bride, Sasha Fitch, by the hand while sneering at me. "Since you're here, you might as well foot the bill. Think of it as your way of compensating for my youth." Charlie's mother, Melissa Carlton, moves to block the door. "If you're not paying the bill, then you can forget about leaving. No one wants you anyway, so you might as well stay here and pay off your debt by working as a dishwasher!" As I stare at the shameless family, I dig out my phone quietly. What they don't know is that this five-star hotel is a gift from my dad to me.

The heart that I had waited two years for was given to the fake heiress, Diane Bishop, by my husband. The doctor said that I only had a week left to live. So, I decided to undergo cryonics. I donated my body to Diane’s workshop. The day I signed the donation papers, my son threw himself into my arms and exclaimed that I had finally made up with Diane. My parents praised me for finally being a good sister to help out Diane. My husband was pleased when he said that I had finally let go of the grudge and had become more understanding. I chuckled. They were right, I had finally learned my lesson. I would give Diane my identity as the heir of Bishop Corporation and fulfill everyone’s wishes.