Shut Up My Moms Calling Lirik

Bilang isang bastardang anak, nagsumikap si Mia para kilalanin at tanggapin siya ng matagumpay na negosyanteng nagmamay-ari ng Blacksmith Hotels na si Vincent Ferrer, ang amang kaniyang tinitingala. Hindi siya nabigo at dumating rin ang araw na sa wakas ay kinilala siya ni Vincent bilang anak nito. Kinilala rin nito ang kaniyang talino sa larangan ng negosyo at hinirang siya bilang bagong CEO ng Blacksmith Hotels. Sa parehong araw, ay inalok siya ng kasal ng kaniyang nobyong si Oliver. All at once, she had it all. But all at once, she lost them... Nagkaroon ng malaking problema ang Blacksmith Hotels, at siya ang sinisi ng kaniyang ama. He threatened to remove her from her position, ngunit kusa siyang nagbitiw. On the same day, she discovered that Oliver and her half-sister, Natalia, were cheating on her. Pumunta siya sa isang bar para uminom ng alak at pansamantalang makalimot. Just a few shots, and she got dizzy. Isang estranghero ang umupo sa tabi niya at um-order ng whisky. She could tell that he was hot even with her eyes half-shut. As he was about to drink his whiskey, she snatched the glass from him and drank it right away. The next thing she knew, she found herself in the stranger's bed. In his arms, she went straight from a tough, independent woman to a damsel in distress. She let down her walls, and she has given him what's left of her— her virginity! Was it just a one-night stand? Or has she found her knight in shining armor?

"let me go you bastard!" I screamed at Callan but it just made him enjoy my struggle further. Fucking sicko! "Stop fighting it Anaïs, we're mates and you can't change that" he told me calmly as if he hadn't just asked me to do the one thing that I could never imagine doing. Loving Callan Baraed.. "Let me go Callan!" I screamed at him again. I tried to push him away, I tried to pry my hands away from his deadly hold but it was all in vain. Callan was an Alpha and his strength was unmatched especially to that of mine, a regular pack she-wolf. "Anaïs, you're mine and no power in this entire universe can change that" he whispered in my ear making sparks fly around us, electricity was shooting through my blood as if I'd put my finger inside a power socket. Fucking mate bond! "You're dreaming Callan! We're like the opposite poles of a magnet, we're the last people meant to be together. The goddess made a mistake" I told him. He was the guy I've hated forever and now they're telling me I have to love him? That went against every molecule of my body. "The goddess never makes a mistake and opposites attract princess" he breathed into my ear making me shiver. His words just made me more furious and struggle harder to get away from him. Satisfied with the effects his words had on me, he finally let me go. He gave me one last stupid smirk of his and exited the empty classroom. Ass!

Book 1 I had heard the call all my life, I know I have to listen. I know I have to help, but this is a world where I do not belong. Hadley helps a 'bear man' she stumbles on in the woods and is exposed to new dangers she never knew existed. This novel has strong language, violence and sexy scenes. Please rate and vote if you like it. Thank you for reading.

All my life, I’ve watched love happen to everyone but me. My sister, my friends… they were adored, spoiled, cherished. I thought I’d found my own happy ending—until the man I loved for five years betrayed me. And he didn’t just betray me… he did it with my best friend. On my birthday. Now, I’m drowning my heartbreak in the dim glow of an expensive club, my best friend Dante by my side, then i bump into him Damien Kings. Cold, devastatingly handsome, and the kind of man who makes the air feel dangerous. He offers to sober him up . I should say no. I should walk away. Instead, I let him pull me into his world—into his arms—just for one reckless night. By morning, I’m gone. I think I’ve escaped. But then my father, Senator Quinn, drops a bomb: I’m getting married. And my groom… is the man from last night. Damien Kings. He doesn’t look surprised. I, on the other hand, see nothing but a trap. A game I didn’t agree to play. I’m not ready to love again—not him, not anyone. But Damien doesn’t seem like the kind of man who takes no for an answer. And as much as I want to hate him… my heart might not survive what happens when love comes calling.

Ever since my CEO husband returned from his business trip, he's been acting strange. His hugs are stiff, and his kisses are empty. Even when we're intimate, something just feels off. When I ask him why, he just smiles and says he's tired from work. But everything falls into place the moment I see his first love stepping out of his Maybach, her body covered in hickeys. That's when I finally give up. I don't argue or cry. I just smile… and tear up the 99th love coupon. Once, he wrote me a hundred love letters. On our wedding day, we made a promise—those letters would become 100 love coupons. As long as there were coupons left, I'd grant him anything he asked. Over the four years of our marriage, every time he left me for his first love, he'd cash in one. But what he doesn't know is that there are only two left.

My husband finally thinks about me three years after my death. The reason? His childhood sweetheart's leukemia has relapsed, and she needs another bone marrow transplant. He comes to my place, wanting to make me sign a donor agreement. However, he finds that the place has long been vacated. He asks a neighbor about it. "Are you talking about Kristen? She's long dead! I heard it was because someone dragged her away for a bone marrow donation when she was already sick. She died a few days after returning home." My husband refuses to believe that. He thinks my neighbor and I have conspired to lie to him. He says impatiently, "If you see her, tell her I won't pay the medical bills for that child she's been raising if she doesn't come to see me in three days." My neighbor shakes her head when she sees how stubborn my husband is. She mutters, "The poor child has already starved to death, though…"

Ersa Soltharic thought she could stay hidden and live a quiet life, but fate had other plans. Chosen as a candidate for the Second Calling, she must compete against three other women to become the Alpha’s Luna. The trials test her strength, mind, and heart, but the greatest shock comes when she discovers that the Alpha she’s fighting for is actually her destined mate. Worse, the Alpha is a natural predator whose practiced charm blinded Ersa, rendering his true nature entirely incomprehensible to her.

Waking up hungover next to my arch-nemesis – the city's most notorious fuckboy? Worst. Morning. Ever. I handled the walk of shame with icy dignity, but fate had a bigger curveball: one month later, two pink lines. My baby. My rules. His involvement? Zero. My flawless plan hit a snag when morning sickness ambushed me in the office restroom. He walked in. His eyes locked onto my still-flat stomach, darkening with something dangerous. Before I could blink, he had me pinned against the cold tile wall. "Who's the father?" he growled. I met his glare with a frosty smirk. "Wouldn't you like to know? Definitely not you." Then it happened: a hot tear hit my neck. His voice cracked, raw and desperate. "Don't... don't leave me. Please." Me: ...Dude. Seriously? THIS IS YOURS!

Orlando and I had been together for ten years. I'd looked after his sick mom, sweating out a fever of my own, and where was he? Knocking back drinks with Rosalind, playing therapist to her broken heart. I swallowed my pride at work, getting chewed out by my boss, while he spent the night companying Rosalind because she had cramps. Then, when I got the news my mom had passed, I tried calling him, desperate for support. But nope—phone off. After a wild goose chase, turns out he was at Rosalind's graduation. That was it. I gave up. But Orlando wouldn't let go. Red-eyed, he begged me for just one more chance.

After getting laid off, I found a new job. I married a woman who was in a coma and became the live-in son-in-law of a wealthy family. In return, my mother-in-law gave me a million dollars a month. However, one day, my comatose wife opened her eyes, and I could hear her thoughts. She thought, ‘Where did Mom find this ugly, dumb guy?’