Nico Paz Mom Novels & Stories

Nico said with the pure honesty of a child. A bit of helplessness flashed in Leonardo’s eyes. “But Lorenza is your birth mother.” “I don’t care! Nina and I only want our mom, and she’s our only mother!!” Nico pouted angrily. Leonardo had always believed that blood relations mattered most. But now, his children were proving him wrong. He gently helped Nico lie back down. “Go to bed.” “Dad… you won’t leave Mom, right?” Nico asked nervously. ~~~~~~~~~ That same night, far away in San Celestino, at the Bianchi residence, Lucia’s mother Rina suddenly woke up in shock.

"What are you doing?" Dad looked at Mom in disbelief. But Mom only let out a cold laugh, no hesitation in her eyes as she plunged the syringe deep into Denise's back and yanked it out just as swiftly. Watching Denise grimace and wince in pain, Dad's face instantly turned crimson with fury. "Nicole, have you lost your mind? Do you even realize what you've done?" His voice cracked. Mom let out a bitter, tearful laugh. "Yes, I've lost my mind. I lost it the day Mary died."

“Don’t be confused my child, where I’m from it is believed that we are governed by unseen beings and if I had expressed my joy earlier in the plane, something bad may have happened. But my God won’t allow it, that is why I closed my mouth throughout and prayed to him,” Arlene looked at the old lady in a confused manner and forced a smile up her lips pretending to understand what she was saying. Although she was half-caste she had never been to Africa, but she knew she was from Niagua, a country in Africa. The old lady slid her phone into her hand bag and prepared to get off the plane like everyone else with a smile plastered on her face, which Arlene found weird.

Up until now, she cannot even say frank enough that Damian is hers. II “Congratulations my Unico Hijo, you never fail to make me proud of you!” Carolina Monaro embraced her son with so much happiness. She will never regret standing firm to raise him, even alone. Yes, Carolina Monaro is a single mom. A fierce yet loving Mom as her son Wilgreg would always describe her.

Momma asked immediately as the call switched to audio only. Thank the goddess she couldn't see my face. "Momma, Jessa and I have some news to share with you," I said. This was going to end with me getting another beating from Papa. I just knew it. I was a grown ass man still getting whippings from his dad for poor behavior. "Good. I've been waiting for this news," Momma said. I could hear the smile in her voice. "Momma, Nico and I are pregnant." Jessa dropped the bombshell like she was casually telling someone what she got them for a birthday gift.

Nico sat up straight, suddenly awake from Mom’s bluntness. “What the heck, Mom, you can’t say that! ” Nico half-yelled. “Shut up, boy,” Mom retorted. I looked at Valentina who coughed softly as she set her wine glass down. She seemed a bit shaky and chuckled awkwardly. “You don’t have to respond,” I said to her, shaking my head at Mom. “Let her speak. ” Mom waved her hands dismissively. "Respectfully, Camila, that's not your concern. " Valentina replied, her eyes dark like a brewing storm.

Nina asked enthusiastically, curious about the woman who had given birth to a man as perfect as her husband. “I don't know, darling.” Nathan sighed heavily, “I haven't had any contact with Mom for a long time.” “Oh, where does Mom live?” “A few months after getting married, Mom went to Mexico with her new husband. And I never saw her again after that. The last I heard, Mom had another child with her new husband.” Nina just nodded; she didn't ask any more questions. She didn't want to dig deeper into Nathan's sadness. She could sense Nathan's longing for his mother from his last words.

Faye Fernandez, 5 year old and only daughter of Julian Fernandez and Sandra Parker. Her mommy and daddy are very famous people, there are cameras and people everywhere they go. Faye knew because the people also took poctures of her and she even sees her pictures in TV and computers almost every day, even her teacher have her picture on her cellphone.

He just gave a faint, guilt-free smile. “Mom’s exhausted, sweetheart, that’s why she didn’t wake up,” Javier explained. “Exhausted? What were you doing, Mom? And didn’t you sleep in my room last night? Why weren’t you next to me when I woke up this morning?” Nicolas asked curiously. “It’s because last night Mom was helping Dad—yes… helping Dad—that’s why she’s exhausted now,” Javier explained. Nicolas nodded innocently, asking no further questions. Especially since, right after that, one of the servants came over and announced that one of the pets in the house had just given birth.

She said, tears falling off her face. "Well he is." "No, no please you don’t understand." They both looked at her concerned. "What’s wrong Cora?" "He can’t be my dad he just can’t be." "We’re sorry." "He’ll kill my mom." "Who will?‘ "Nicolo. He was obsessed with my mom, when she got pregnant he thought I was his now this. She’s dead." "Calm down Cora." "How come I be calm? This is a fucking disaster. My mom’s fucking dead. If she isn’t already."