Rapunzel Mother Knows Best Lyrics Novels & Stories

[10 years ago] "Hmm... Hmm... hmm hmmm..." "Mommy? What song are you humming?" The little me innocently asked the sophisticated and most lovely woman standing behind her. The woman smiled at me throught our reflection in the mirror. She just finished braiding my flowing black wavy hair. "That's the theme song of your favorite disney move, Tangled. Have you forgotten about it, hmm, sweetheart?" She really has this gentle voice. I could nearly sleep because of that. My brows furrowed."Oh, but I think you're humming it wrong, mom!"

On the night of Mom's birthday, as she was making a wish under the moon, Dad suddenly leaned close to her ear and whispered something. My usually cautious mother, who valued her life above all else, turned around after hearing those words and jumped straight into the pack's silver pit. The silver pit is deadly for us werewolves; only those with a death wish would go there. After Mom died, Dad became infamous. Because Mom was the most cautious person in our pack, her sudden suicide by jumping into the silver pit had to be triggered by Dad's whispered words.

Thaddeus hissed, his breath hot and smelling of cheap gin and expensive desperation. He leaned in, his eyes bloodshot and darting around the room. "You’ve spent three years living off the Hudson name while giving me nothing in return. Now, you’re finally going to be useful." "I gave you my life!" I choked out, a sob catching in my throat as we reached the heavy velvet curtains of the main stage. "I stayed while you gambled everything away! Please, let's just go home. We can talk to my father—"

However, it just scoffed and said, "You're so silly. But you're right; we can't let her die. What if she makes us draw lots before we're allowed to sleep in the casket?" Then, a brief, cold breeze blew around Mom's neck. She got such a fright that her hands wobbled violently for a while. After freezing for a couple of seconds, tears gushed from her eyes. "Was that you, Belle? It was you, wasn't it?" Mom then burst into loud tears once more. "I'm sorry, Belle! I've let you down! I've already burned the lottery box! I won't ever make you draw lots again! "Mom actually loves you very much! It's just that you were too sensible and understanding from the moment you were born! You wouldn't even cr

“Little one, when you play. Don't you mind what they say. Let your eyes sparkle and shine. Never a tear, baby of mine” I heard the wood creak behind me and sweet scent of honey nectar crept in my nostrils and I smiled, “If they knew all about you. They'd end up loving you, too. All those same people who scold you. What they'd give just for the right to hold you” I continued singing even after feeling Ophelia’s arms wrap around my waist and rested her head on my shoulder.

my mother says. "How did you know, my queen?" I ask her. "Laura, my little princess, there are a lot of little tinks with enormous mouths," my mother says, laughing. "Yes, those little meddling bit.. I mean those little things," I say. "Watch it; just because you are tangled up with a wolf does not mean you should act or talk like one," my mother says. "Sorry, mother, I should have known they would tell on me," I say to her.

She didn’t want to meet me, but I begged the prison guard for the last visit. “Forget about me, Carys. Take good care of yourself. Don’t end up like me. I’ve made too many mistakes.” Her voice was gruff, and tears rolled down her cheeks. The weight in my chest held me back from saying anything. “You’ll always be my mother,” I said shakily. Mom burst out crying, releasing her innermost emotions. “Be a better person in your next life, Mom. Don’t make the same mistakes again.” She nodded and silently mouthed the words, “I love you”.

The kind her mother hum while braiding her hair. The kind children remember forever…. The room slowly falls silent, even the machines seem quieter. Auren lowers his head. Sylvara closes her eyes. And Kaizen...Kaizen doesn't take his eyes off Nyra. Not once. When the song ends, nobody speaks immediately. Sylvara's eyes glisten…. "Your mother must've loved hearing you sing." The words hit harder than expected. Nyra smiles, A small broken smile… "She did." Sylvara reaches out and touches her cheek.

The sight of her dancing so freely made my chest ache with joy. She twirled and twirled, then stumbled into my arms, laughing breathlessly. I held her tight, enjoying the moment. “I love you, Mommy,” she whispered. Tears prickled at the corners of my eyes. I kissed her head. “I love you too, my love. Always.” "Darling," I began, "how about we learn a new song today? It's called 'A Million Dreams' from *The Greatest Showman*. It's about thinking big and believing in a bright future."

"Yes, I do. It only means you have the money to hire someone to defend yourself, Uncle Bastian. When I grow up, I want to be like you who have a lot of money so that I will buy all the things Mommy wants." Lazily, Sebastian threw his gaze in my daughter’s direction. "I can see that you are somewhat smart. Good luck with your dreams." Kelly gave a throaty grin. "I am smart. My teacher, Miss Abby said so. I even have a ribbon for the best spelling. I am telling the truth, right, Mommy? You said it's bad to tell a lie." I let out a nervous smile. "Yes, love. You are one of the best pupils of Miss Abby. Love. You see, Mr. Holding is tired from his trip earlier. Can we give him the time to relax?