Precious Momma Novels & Stories

"Jasmine is a smart girl who once won a national math quiz competition." As she fiddled with the jewellery box she had just taken from the little red bag, Sarah remained silent and listened. "I'm sure Mr. Julian will not carelessly send his two children to school," said Jenar confidently. "You could say he's one of the richest people in Jakarta. So to enter into that family…." Jenar stopped talking. She smiled wryly and stifled a laugh to herself again. "So?" It was Sarah who reminded her to speak again. Jenar returned to her carrying a plate of rice and a glass of water.

A Few Days Later Amira was happily shopping at a mall, her mood lifted by the pleasant buzz of retail therapy. She hummed a little tune as she picked out a new dress, some accessories, and a few cosmetics. At the counter, she chatted lightly with the cashier, feeling quite satisfied with her purchases. She paid for her items and was heading out, her bags swinging by her sides when she heard a voice scream, "Mommy!"

As soon as I got home, I searched for the original price of the necklace. When I saw the price tag, thirteen million, I was startled. I jumped around while hugging the necklace case. My son was shouting inside my belly, [Ahh, Mom, be careful! Watch it! I'm still inside of you.] I quickly calmed down. All the unpleasantness at the police station this morning vanished into thin air. I put on a mask and headed to a luxury resale shop.

Ignoring the fact that she was completely naked, Mom lunged forward. "Have you completely lost your mind? He's your father!" "No, he's not! He's just an outsider!" I screamed with everything I had. The fury in Mom's eyes quickly turned into pure disgust. "I swear I gave birth to a curse. All you do is ruin my life! "Do you know why I never loved your father? He was a boring guy who spent all his time and energy working! He deserved to work himself to death!"

she whimpered sadly, “that she tossed me away after giving birth to me. When I see the picture of my Mommy, she’s very beautiful—she doesn’t look like a bad person. The director also said that my Mommy is kind. She must’ve had her reasons for leaving me behind.” Grandma Granger felt tears welling in her eyes. This child was so young yet so understanding. Momo pouted as she continued, “I want to look for Mommy, and I want to ask her what have I done wrong for her to leave me—” “No, my child.” Grandma Granger cut her short. “You’re a good kid. Your Mommy must’ve had her reasons to have left.” “Yeah.” Momo nodded heavily, her eyes widened with determination. “You’re right! I believe in Mommy! I

"My money can fix it so don't mind it." Romana takes care of herself. Only a few people know that she is already at forty. She is more beautiful, smooth, tight-skinned, white, and sexy compared to her age. "That's why I want to stick to you, Mommy! I can get a lot of milk to you." Milk is for money. She no longer understood the man and gulped down the contents of her glass. She focused her eyes on the stage that was there. The music is slow and melodious. A man came out from the entrance of the stage wearing only briefs and a necktie.

TOKYO, JAPAN CHLOE MAE BERSALES was wanted! Indeed. She'd been wanted in a good and bad way—from her enraged father to being a billion-dollar Baby Mama of an innocent soul that she would meet nine months from now. The page of her book went beyond extraordinary when the billionaire CEO of Greyson Stockholdings disclosed an offer she could not resist. Well, that was two months ago and in baby steps, she learned to play along in the cycle. An unexpected yet interesting progression in her old mundane life.

Her boots were more expensive than the dress I planned to wear. "Are you sure you are not going to stand on the streets?" My Mum asks in Bette so Precious did not understand what she was saying. Dad was staring at the TV, watching NTA news. I was thankful he was too engrossed to hear our conversation because he would not let me leave the house once he sees how Precious was dressed. Krystal sat on Dad's lap watching the TV too. I wonder how much of the news he understood.

I had built this life piece by piece, decision by decision, and I would burn everything before I let anyone take it from me. Because if they ever found out, Magnus would see an heir, Adrian would see leverage, and Richard had already proven enough. I tightened my hold on David slightly before forcing myself to loosen it. He would remain my secret. Mine. Always. “You know something?” I murmured, pulling him into my lap. “Mama is very, very rich. Do you know why?” He shook his head, eyes wide. “Did you win a race?” A small smile slipped through. “Something like that. My father was very smart. Before he died, he hid something for me—a piece of a very big company. Fifteen percent of Voss Industr

She remarked, her voice imbued with a forced cheerfulness, "Such a radiant day outside, isn't it, darling?" But young Alfred, despite his tender years, possessed an uncanny ability to discern beneath the surface. His perceptive blue eyes, a mirror to his father’s, scanned his mother's face. "Mama," he ventured, an undercurrent of worry lacing his words, "your eyes betray a story different from your words. They're clouded, distant, as though lost in some profound thought."