Precious Momma Novels & Stories

My mother says I'm brilliant with designs and have a real eye. My mother is the best. She is on every committee and still has time to run her own beauty business. Beauty with Kindness. Mom, known as Ellie to her friends is a firm believer in providing beauty at affordable pricing, no testing on animals and one-hundred percent sustainability. She is her own empire and met my father when she was a kid too. A bit like Liam and I.

she rushes down the swings and runs with her little feet ______"How was school today dear?" Debbie ask concentrating on the road "It was fine mum" Debbie smiles "Good" Precious keeps staring out the window, her hands touching her necklace "mum, why do I have to wear this again?" "I told you is to protect you" "But, I feel like it's what's keeping my friends away" Debbie forces a smile, how can Precious be this smart already? she thought to herself. "Baby, I promise is to protect you okay?" Precious sighs still starring out the window"Oh I know, what if I take you for ice cream" Precious's face lightens up

She was completely unrecognizable—worlds apart from the woman who had tortured me on the rooftop. "Do I look pretty today, Mom?" Morrigan asked. Mom looked her over with satisfaction and praised, "You look lovely." Morrigan added, "I even prepared a matching outfit for Sienna. She'll love it." Mom smiled and patted her shoulder. "That's so sweet of you. With you as her sister, Sienna will definitely have an even better life ahead. Having two outstanding daughters like you makes me very proud." Words couldn't describe the hatred I felt at that moment as I ground my teeth indignantly. This "outstanding daughter" of hers had mercilessly taken my life!

He was surprised, wondering what was giving this little girl such courage. "Hm, I see. So tell me, what will I gain if I agree to marry your mother?" "You will gain a lot of things, Mr. Handsome. My Mommy is a really kind and warm person. But she's also brave, independent, confident, very intelligent, and smart!" "And oh, did I forget to add?... She's very beautiful, just like me! If you set your eyes on her, I promise, you won't be able to look away!"

"My son is truly sharp! He takes right after me when it comes to women he has excellent taste." Henry just shook his head, chuckling softly. Then, Mathilda turned her attention back to me. "Ma'am Solana... I honestly thought you were Henry's sister." "Why is that?" Freddie looked at her. "Because Henry's mom looks so young." Freddie laughed out loud. "Solana is his stepmom." After saying that, he looked at me with immense pride. "My wife is indeed still very young. She's still studying." I offered a faint smile. But before I could even say a word, Freddie laughed again.

Agent Vernon chuckled. “She was a good fighter,” Agent Jane said while trying to stop herself from giggling. “They said she had quick hands and she could usually put down her opponent in just a few seconds. She was a vicious fighter. They called her The Gunmetal Mama. Sometimes she would come out holding a gun that wasn’t loaded. Every time she’d come out to fight, they would play music by her favorite rapper, Tupac Shakur,” Agent Jane explained through her giggling.

Ever since I was little, I knew my mom didn't want me. My dad, though, kept telling me that she loved me, but some complicated stuff was keeping her away. He said that once I grew up, I needed to find her and claim my place in her life. I always figured he was just making things up so I wouldn't grow up resentful of the motherly love I never had. Then the debt piled up. Dad was scrolling through TikTok, looking for any way to drum up sympathy online, when he suddenly let out a wild yell. "Scrappy! Look, it’s your mom! Pack your stuff, we’re going to find her!" I stared at the screen. The woman in the video was stunning, effortlessly poised, and dripping in old-money elegance. A cold pi

Aniya, dahilan upang matawa ako. "Tsk... baliw ka talaga! What if, perfume na lang kaya?" "Huwag! Si mommy ay isa rin'g kuripot. Kahit maraming pera 'yon ay hindi 'yon nag-aabalang bumili at gumamit ng mamahaling pabango. Loyal siya sa afficionado na mumurahin lang." "Eh 'di mas mainam. Matipid nga 'yon eh." Pagsang-ayon ko.

She didn't know why she felt such strong feelings about the color orange. Maybe it was because of how her mom used to dress the table in orange-colored clothes. Or maybe it was because of how many times her mother told her "no matter where you are you will always be my precious little girl." Kulture still remembered that moment like it was yesterday. Her mom had come to pick her up from school on her tenth birthday as a present because they could not afford her any. She did not mind, in fact, it was the best birthday ever because she had played with her mom on their way back. Another chance for her and her mother has never presented itself again because Mercy had to become very sick and all

She was so cute I couldn’t help but step forward and hold her in my embrace. “I will be so happy if you become my mommy.” My body suddenly got goosebumps, but I didn’t show them to her. I kept hugging her, feeling like I was hugging myself, the one who had never been hugged in her life because some witch decided to ruin the world of Sanova. “She will be,” Wolvin said. I raised my brow and slowly loosened my arms around her. “She will be,” Precious repeated more determinedly. That’s when Wolvin patted Caspian’s back to get his attention. “Precious, I’m going to tell you something today. You’re old enough to understand now.”