Nico Paz Mom Novels & Stories

I didn't bother to tell her the next day was also my birthday. "Oh!"She said and smiled at me once again as we both sat down on the porch. "So you said the other day that your mom is American?" "Yes, she is." "And a writer?" "Yes. Nina Gomez." "Nina Gomez", she repeated like the name rings a bell. "You haven't come across the name before?"I asked her. "It sounds familiar. But why is she, Gomez? That sounds like a Mexican name." "Her dad is from the Phillipines and her mom is American."

Adobe foundations with two stones and fresh flowers. Dominic appears in the kitchen doorway. He looks at my face and comes in to sit beside me without asking anything. We sit together in the morning light, then my home buzzes silently. A text from an unknown number. Albuquerque area code. "Hi. This is Paz. My mom just called. I'm sorry I didn't reach out sooner. I wasn't sure you'd want to hear from me." I look at the text. Twenty-four years old. Environmental law. Your mother's hands and my mother's jaw.

Nico takes a sit on the bed, "My mum died three years ago. She was basically a saint. She loved going to church and she prayed for us all. She even named all her children Christian names, she believed in the weight those names carry. She lightened up any room she entered." "She sounds amazing," Gianna mutters. "She was. So, I will be damned if she is not in a better place." Nico turns to her. Gianna who has been staring at him with total concentration looks away to avoid his eyes, "So yeah, I do believe in a better place." Gianna's stomach growls loudly which makes Nico chuckle. Gianna's cheeks heat up in embarrassment as she hugs her stomach. "There's leftover pizza in the freezer. You shou

"Where did you come from, Casey?" Niccolo's mom asked her while they're eating dinner. Casey and Niccolo exchanged looks. Niccolo is about to answer his mom's question to her, but Casey opened her mouth immediately. She was asked, so she should be the one who could possibly answer it. "I came from the province, Mrs. Marquez," she said. Helena nodded. "But where are your parents, huh?" She asked. "My mother died six years ago, but my father is—"

Jack asked him. The assistant replied, "Sir, Nichole Fernandez is the only daughter of famous neurologist Dr. Albert Fernandez. She had been a brilliant student during her school and college times. Five years ago, When she was in the last year of her college, a guy whom she loved left her and never returned. She had never been in a relationship again because she believes that her love would come back to her. She works for an N. G. O. and loves to play guitar in her free time. Apart from her work, she likes to stay at home and spend time with her parents as she is very close to them. "

Mr Diaz coughed, his cloudy gaze tinged with a bit of sadness, and he didn't pay any attention to Diego . He looked at the girl and it reminded him of someone, who sadly was gone twenty years ago. "Dad, her name is Andrea, she's the daughter-in-law of the Munoz family,the wife of Sebastian." Diego saw this and explained again. When Mr Diaz heard this, his cloudy pupils were somewhat surprised. The Munoz family's daughter-in-law? Mr Diaz glanced aside at his own single dog grandson and shook his head slightly! Even if he had briefly seen the girl,he had liked her immediately but sadly,she was already married to Sebastian.

Nico said then stepped on his left hand as Micheal groaned in pain. A phone was ringing from Micheal's pocket making his heart to beat fast and Nico to smile. Nico went to his pocket and took out the phone as he cleaned the piss with a handkerchief then he stood up and walked to his chair. He checked the ID and saw it was his mom calling. "It's your mother. Do you think we should invite her? I feel it would be fun if she watched what was happening to her son." Nico said making Micheal to shake his head in panic.

He absentmindedly flipped the file on his table, although he already memorized everything that was written on it. Jasmine Curtis. 18 years old. Born and raised in Los Angeles. Her mother is Sanya Curtis. A nurse at a local public hospital. She was an only child, born out of wedlock. There was no information on his father. Currently attending UCLA taking Business Economics with a 3.95 GPA. She was nothing out of the ordinary and even has her fair share of family drama. She was just unlucky enough to be in the same class as Zoe Parker. Nikolai had a few of his men keep an eye on her mother and on the place she lived. Nobody has been home since the incident. Her mother, though, surprisingly too

Bianca tucked away the hair that slipped down to her eyes. “It’s nothing, Bianca, if I can call you that…” she trailed off. “Of course but you don’t look fine” “Where’s Nico’s room?” Louisa voiced instead before she could swallow the question back. “This house is so huge, you’d have difficulty finding it but we can go together if you need to see him” Bianca let out a sigh. “Nico is always a happy kid but now he’s always staring into space without saying much” “He just lost his mother, he should be allowed to mourn” Louisa replied, quite absent-minded.