Rhea Sweet Mom Novels & Stories

"This. this cannot be real." Rhea's voice trembled, her fingers following the faded ink of her mother, Lira's, journal. The words blurred, but the horrifying reality stood out clear. "Four mates. Just like me." Ash squatted beside her, his usual stern face etched with concern. "What is it, Rhea? What did you find?" Zane leaned in, his eyes carrying a seldom seriousness. "More of your mother's 'special' recipes, Mooncrest? Or something half useful?"

he smiled and nodded his head rishi : thank you mom mom : how sweet you are me : maa what about me mom : now my son is sweet not you me : dadda where are you dad : here princess me : mom is saying iam not sweet anymore she said rishi is her son dad : let it be princess you are always my princess I pulled my tongue out and teased mom she said "you wait let me teach you a lesson" I ran out and started running here and there I went near aunt ishi and hided behind her mom also came near me

he replied and my mom nodded in response. My mom also stood up from her chair and left for work, leaving me alone in the dining room. I decided to call Rhea while I was still at home because I might get busy later and forget about it. Rhea answered her phone on the second ring. “Hello.” “Hey sis, how are you doing?” I asked in a cheerful tone. “Not so good,” she replied with the sadness evident in her voice. “Does it have anything to do with what has been trending on the news?”

Nanie then stepped forward to hold Sweet Pea's hand, her eyes red and teary, and said: "Sister Sweet Pea, you are married, I will miss you very much, remember to take care of your health." Sweet Pea just wanted to pull her hand out of her hand, it was she and Anna Mesia who instigated Beckham Mesia to chase her mother and daughter back to the same lonely mountains, live a miserable life, let her mother She died of pneumonia, at that time she was too young to do anything, but now it is different, Sweet Pea just waited a day to avenge her mother.

Rhea Damon woke up with a splitting headache, and in an unfamiliar location. The whole place smelled like urine and she could easily have puked out her dinner, except that she wasn’t sure she had any. Her head was throbbing and her stomach was rumbling. She stood up from the cold wet floor and spun around quickly, assessing the place she was in. She sighed at the realization of where she was. She was in the last cell of the dungeons, the exact cell her father, Ghost had kept her mother for a few years before she died. Rhea had very vague memories of her mother, Elena but she remembered that her mother was a good person. Elena never told her categorically to fight for someone or against. She

I sat on the bed and took my bag ,I wasn't expecting anyone down here since Ruth had already given me dinner so I slipped on a knee length dress with elbow sleeves , comfortable to sleep in . It was the dress I would always wear , because it was a gift from my mother . Although the dress was a bit worn out in colour , I still loved it . My head whipped towards the door in a shock and It slammed open , I gasp standing up and backing up towards a wall as I saw a unknown face . The man had a gun in his hand .

The enemies of my husband—the Don of the Uccello famiglia, Emanuele Uccello—have kidnapped my mother-in-law, Clarissa Fontana, and locked her in a shipping container rigged with a time bomb. Emanuele has already arranged for his men to prepare the ransom. Clarissa can be saved fairly easily, but his childhood sweetheart, Melina Costa, who came along with him, wants to use this crisis as a chance to get some hands-on experience and insists on defusing the bomb herself. Ignoring his men's warnings, Emanuele allows her to step forward and take control. After she randomly presses a series of buttons on the keypad, the countdown immediately drops to zero. The very next second, a deafening e

Three days after my mom died, the hospital called. "Mr. Carter, your mother has an outstanding balance of $1,873.60. Please come in and pay it as soon as possible." What? I stared at my mom's body. They had to have the wrong person. I'd paid every bill before she was discharged. She was supposed to be cremated and buried today. How could she still owe money? The person on the phone clicked their tongue. "Her family is responsible for the bill! She received treatment, so someone has to pay for it. It's $1,873.60." "Are you sure that's for Winona Carter?" "Yes. Come quickly."

Love mom. Next to Mom was a dark red, almost brown, kiss stain. I think she used blood to make this mark. My mom took the letter and read it. Gasping, she sinks to the floor. "No! How could Gemma do this to her daughter?" my mother asked. I go to comfort her, but I hear Ezra has started sobbing.

"See this? This is a man named Oliver Erickson who lives in Unit 602, Building 3 of Smoraville Residences. "He's her son. She has more than one child, yet she only harasses Diana endlessly! And it's because she wants to milk Diana to fund her precious son! "Here's the video I took at the bank. She gets her pension on the ninth of every month! She used to be employed at a steel factory workshop before she retired!" The news dropped like a bombshell, and everyone went absolutely nuts. Right then, Mom spotted me. She was about to rush over when the crowd blocked her way.