Novel & Cerita Si Mama Ko

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.

"And my mother… was Samantha Horhetha Elvalour..the first She-Mafia. I fear no man born of a woman." My heels clicked against the stone as I walked away, every step tearing into the silence like a promise.

“These are registration marks from the days of your father, Allha. When the system was completely pen and paper. You know I think by this time, there were still healers and Mages operating freely because there’s a slot that shows powers. Most of these white wolves were either healers or mages. Damon’s eyes narrowed. “Are you saying there’s a possibility that at some point, Mara’s mother may have been a mage. And my father had them all outlawed.” Ryan nodded grimly. “Which might explain why the list was not taken care of at all.” I stepped closer, most of the names I couldn’t even read but the same name called to me. My throat tightened. Kira stirred again. “Our mother smells of sunlight and

Please, mommy! " Mommy is very tired…" Kia said and looked at his mother. " Don't worry, mommy is feeling very good. I will do that with you guys, okay?" She said and smiled as she walked up to them. " Now, go and hide yourselves. Five … four…." She said while they hurriedly went ahead to hide themselves. As soon as Kim and Honey got to a point, they stumbled on each other but Kia hurriedly stood up and went to hide, leaving Beauty there for a second.

"Tam, George just has temporary amnesia. He doesn't remember you right now, but didn't you love playing with him? Why don't we wait a few days? Maybe his memory will come back." Mom scoffed loudly in my head. "What nonsense! In your past life, that little girl from the Rogers family tore your favorite bow. You barely said anything, yet George locked you outside. "You stood in the rain for so long you almost got sick. In the end, it was that Muller boy who came looking for you with an umbrella. He kept saying 'what a hassle', but still draped his coat over you." Hearing that, something in my chest tightened. I didn't understand why Mom kept talking about the "past life", but every word weighe

Maya skipped beside Sam, her small hand in his. Her other hand held a melting ice cream cone, pink and dripping. She had already licked half of it, but the rest was sliding down the sides, threatening to ruin her dress. "Papa Sam, Mama is so brilliant!" she said, her voice bright with excitement. "She showed the judge the video and the bad people's faces went all white! Like ghosts!" Sam laughed. "Your mama is very brilliant." "And my Father!" Maya continued, swinging their joined hands. "He never even flinched! Not once! He just stared at them with his scary eyes and they all got scared!"

Elijah's P.O.V "She's not out yet?" Mom asks, referring to Camila. After Camila kicked her annoying sister into the pool, Marina pulled her into the house by her arm. I tried to stop her, but she just said it would be fine and still pulled her with her.

At baka isinama pa niya ako. “Are you cold?” bigla kong naalala ang pagpunta namin sa puntod ni Mama. “Okay lang.” “Do you need water?” Umiling ako at ngumiti. Ngumiti din siya saka sabay kaming napatingin sa stage.

"What would I do without you, Mia? Honestly, thanks for coming over to watch the kids at such short notice." I smiled, a wane one. "You know I'd do anything for you and for them." She sat up tiredly. "Okay, what's wrong?" I looked at her in confusion. "What are you talking about?" "Usually, my appreciation of your services will unleash funny Mia... not this melancholic shell of a person." I laughed, groaning slightly. "Oh, God, no. Mama is the one with the multiple personalities... please don't try to insinuate that I have those too."

“Your father asked me to. Said you reminded him too much of your bitch of a mother.” “Mom—” “Don’t call me that,” she hissed, her eyes glowing a menacing red in the darkness. “I’m not your mother.” As Moana spoke, tears filled my eyes. “That’s not true,” I whispered. “You’re the only mom I’ve ever known.” “No one wants you, Ella,” Moana hissed in response. She took another step back, and was fully engulfed in the shadows now. “Not even Logan.” “That’s not—”