Sick With Mima Novels & Stories

I hissed coldly. "We did, I mean.. you can go home or go back to the restaurant." He said simply. "You're evil." I said and left him alone. I got into my car and decided to go to my restaurant. I need to go to the doctor soon because I kept having my blood pressure going up. Quarter life crisis. "Fuck it!" I smacked my steering wheel completely frustrated and found myself driving so fast towards Lena's house. I never drove so fast before, I think my blood pressure controlling me right now.

I inquired with a raised eyebrow. He took a sip, "That I'm losing my grip, my pack is an easy hunt, and I've gone mad and should be put out of power." "Wow. Those are some nasty rumors going on." I shook my head, "But what's with you going mad? That's a bit strange." "I believe Cordelia Blackwell, Black Witch, Council sore thorn, and my arch enemy, is my destined mate and Luna sent to me from the Moon Goddess herself after years of searching and looking." An amused smile adorned his face, "That's enough to call me crazy."

"Huh" "I don't know how to tell you this but Mig is suffering from a disease called "rare syndrome" since he was a kid...Then we were living in the city. The disease appears whenever the weather turn 'humid' Our parents took him to several doctors and they all said there is no cure to the disease, that all we can do it appears is to pierce a syringe or any other tiny object all over his body to lessen the air that has built up in his body...If the attack lasts for an hour..He's gonna suffocate and d..i..e die.

Mimi says, “as he wakes up?“ Mini asked, “No, sleeping waking up drinking water, and the doctor says that his health has yet to be stable” Zack's mum says, “he will be fine,” Mimi says, while 'Tara was staring at Mimi, “and why ate you staring at me without saying anything” My says, “am tired, am feeling sleeping but I can't leave my mother-in-law alone” 'Tara says, “I understand, it's not easy for someone to have a sick person in the hospital, sorry for the inconveniences, I believe that he will soon recover,” Mimi says,

Did he care? "My mother..." Camilla was able to say. "What about her?" The alpha's fingers gently caressed Camila's cheek, conveying reassurance with his warm touch. "Is she sick?" Camila nodded at Marcus' words, closing her eyes for a moment. Unable to help it, a tear escaped her, leaving her in awe. "She's very sick, she has senile Dementia." "Is that why you have two jobs?" Marcus found himself frowning looking at her seriously.

📖(✿˶˘ ³˘)~♡ JAIME'S POV (｡❛ᴗ❛｡)📖 I didn't expect to meet Mimo here in the hospital. However, my sister was busy and couldn't accompany our mother to her consultation, so I decided instead. My mom has Posttraumatic Stress Disorder that led to paralysis, which she got when our father left us.

"I also often see you on television." Fiona fell silent with the faint nod she showed. She went back to sipping slowly the soup soup. Her hazel eyes again looked at Steve, but hurriedly looked in the other direction after finding the man throwing a look at her as well. "You never saw me?" asked Steve then. Fiona's forehead wrinkled. "You?" She thought for a while, then shook her head. There were too many humans around her and her short-term memory illness made her forget the likeness of all the people she had ever met. "Have we met before?" She asked.

“They found us. Miriam sent a retrieval team—” “I saw.” His tone was clipped. “And now she’s tracking through more than drones.” Jax’s jaw tightened. “What do you mean?” Madox looked straight at him. “You’re emitting a signal. Strong one. You’re basically a walking beacon.” Sienna’s heart sank. “How long?” “Since the merge,” Madox said grimly. “Whatever she did—it’s permanent now. She doesn’t need satellites. She just needs him.” Jax took a step back. “So what, you want to put a bullet in me?”

In the hospital bed, Mimi lay still, looking like an old rag doll. "I've been tainted. I am no longer whole. "Have I done something wrong, Mom? "I should have listened to you." She kept repeating those few sentences over and over, like she was in a trance. My brain strung together words of comfort, yet nothing fell from my lips. The young nurse beside me handed me a mobile phone. The screen showed a picture of Mimi in that alleyway that night. All sorts of forums and websites had disseminated the invasive picture. Under each article were nasty comments; some perverts were even asking for our address!

(End of flashback) As I plopped on my bed with landing on the soft and soothing mattress on my back, I dialled Anna's number. I could really use a friend in need. "Hello, Anna", I greeted, my voice sighed down with the burden of the situation. "Hello, Emily. I was just about to call you. You have to come down here. Mia's fallen terribly sick and the doctors say it is a terminal disease!"