Percy Jackson Mom Novels & Stories

he muttered as he bounced his head, a frown playing between his eyebrows. He looked visibly angry, but as I was about to sidestep him, my aunt appeared. She was the reason I rushed back home. She must have been worried since I hadn't shown up for almost three days. I tried to look composed as she walked into the living room. Aunt Hannah had been my only family member since the death of my parents. Being my mom's older sister, I saw my mother in her sometimes, and it was all the comfort I needed. "Welcome. Where have you been?" she asked, her gaze watching me from top to bottom and back up again.

“Grandma missed you so much.” Xiao Hui cheerfully replied, “Xiao Hui missed grandma too.” For Xiao Hui, Mother Mo was a mother figure. She was the only female who was by his side from when he was a child. Even though Old Madam Mo (Shen Yuluo, Old Master Mo’s wife) was also there, but according to his family, she was very sick and cannot speak to him as of now. So, he only got the motherly love from Mother Mo.

My whole body trembled, sweat sliding down my back. My wolf was desperate to lie down and show my belly to that traitor Alpha, but I’d faked too much for one day. And still, things always went the opposite of my plans. “Vicky! We’re over here!” Mom’s voice called from one of the jewelry stores I was passing. She was coming out with three of her friends, and I wanted to curse on the spot. Mom’s relaxed expression tightened the second she saw the man behind me. A lot of people didn’t know the Greco Patriarch in person, but Mom did. And apparently one of her older friends did too, because their faces changed as well.

As Jackson's mother had nothing to do with Victoria, she didn't want to know more about her either, instead she continued to feed her children. “Jackson's mother is a superstar and winner of South America's best actress award, and she stopped acting for a year to go to Europe with her husband. I hear she's coming back at the end of the year and will start acting again.” Noemia told Victória about what she had heard from her friends. Victoria listened to Noemia without taking it seriously. After all, the gulf between her and Jackson's mother was simply enormous and they ran in completely different circles. “They have nothing to do with me, and you should think about what to wear to the cockta

"Have you spoken to your son!? Has he told you anything!? Has he told you that his wife that you cherish so much is a cheating whore?!. Ofcourse he didn't tell you anything! I signed a contract with him and that's why my mom's alive today and I told myself it was for a good cause! And you're there asking me if it's wrong - ofcourse it's wrong but did I have a choice? Did you offer to help me with my mom? With anything? So don't stand there and judge me cause you don't know the half of anything! " I closed my eyes and exhaled as I tried to calm myself down. I wiped my eyes and opened them to look at a perplexed Jackson. It was like he was frozen and couldn't say a word. " Baby? " I looked tow

Beatrice said in a soothing tone, trying to pacify her angry daughter. Asa severed ties with her mother after she divorced her father and vanished. Her mother, Beatrice only calls her seldomly since then but had never disclosed her location. She couldn't understand why a mother would abandon their own daughter. Asa didn't like her mother at all. The endearment didn't sit well with Asa; hearing 'my daughter' from Mrs. Beatrice felt like vinegar poured onto an open wound. But before Asa could retort, her mother continued, "I'm inviting you to a birthday party at the Maxlucx Hotel," Mrs. Polina said, her tone hopeful. "I'll be there too. It's been many years, won't you like to see me, Asa?"

" I hung up without another word, ignoring Mom's cursing on the other end. She called several more times, but I declined every one of them. Then, I blocked her number entirely. Sure enough, that same evening, back at home, I got a call from my Aunt Nora. "Vanessa, did you and your mom have a fight? She just called me, crying and saying that you cut off her allowance. "I'm not trying to lecture you, but no matter what, she's your mother. Families don't hold grudges. She's getting older. You should be more understanding…"

"You old hag. You used to control all the money in the house! You must have hidden a lot away somewhere. Tell me where it is!" Jason looked at our mom's appearance with open disgust, wrinkling his nose. "What bad luck. You look exactly like that useless Erwin. I'm your only son left now. If you don't give me the money, even if you get out someday, you'll just be waiting to die!" Her mind was already completely broken. However, when she heard Jason's words, she suddenly raised her head. Looking at him, she suddenly remembered that old software. The software that had torn this family apart.

] [Man's addicted to lowballing people. I faked devastation, rushed over, and closed the folder. "Dad... can we not talk about this right now? I'm leaving for school soon. We won't get many more chances to be together, just the three of us. Mom cooked a whole table of your favorites by hand. She pricked her fingers doing it. Mom does so much for this family, I just..." His eyes went wide. Mom was the pampered daughter of a wealthy family, trained in dance. She kept our home spotless and kept herself beautiful, a living statue you'd find in a Paris gallery.

Marianne. Jace's mother. What?! I turned and saw Marianne standing by the staircase, smiling like the proudest shipper alive. ...Wow. Now my ears were burning too. We weren't even married yet, and his mom was already our number one fan. Jace leaned over to look, brows knitting together. "What kind of nonsense is this..." Watching him look both offended and curious at the same time, I suddenly got an idea. I opened a livestream and pointed the camera right at him.