Novel & Cerita Story Of Momo

As long as the order was issued, Momo would carry out—neither made a difference. "You're just in your twenties," she sighed. "What fuels such loyalty on your part? You're young enough to figure out things on your own." Momo flashed a neutral smile as she explained evenly, "I owe my life to them—my mother and I would have been long dead otherwise. My education was comparable to the military, but it's not so that I can repay them… It's so that I had the strength to stand against our enemies. "Now that I'm strong, they didn't reduce my freedom. I was the one who chose to serve them, not just because I owe them everything, but they are good—in every sense of the word."

Author's POV "Mom" Little Ana whispered standing at the door of her parents' room Maria looked at her with anger. "What? What do you want after destroying my life? Do you want to kill me now?" Came a frustrated and angry voice "Mom, look I brought this flower for you," Ana said and forward her small left hand because she got hurt in her right hand while plucking the red rose for her mom The woman gritted her teeth and snatched the flower from her hand and throw it breaking the small heart.

Xiao Hui came out of his grandma’s arms and replied naively, “Grandma, Xiao Hui has grown 20cm tall and has gained 2 pounds weight, that’s what father said.” Mother Mo feigned surprise, “Really, My Xiao Hui has grown so much. Hmm, your dad deserves praise this time.” Xiao Hui was eagerly waiting to tell his grandma about his new mommy. Now that he got a chance, he excitedly spoke, “Grandma, do you know Xiao also has a mommy now? She is very beautiful and takes good care of Xiao Hui.” Mother Mo became wary hearing that. Everyone had just good words to say about that girl which made Mother Mo even more vigilant.

Mummy, My Dad is super Rich Written By Okeke-Eze Ifeoma Isabella CHAPTER ONE: MEMORIES. A pair of slender legs made their way out of the airport with a cute little boy holding her hand while clinging his mouth to his lollipop as if it would disappear in the next second. One couldn't help but be amazed by the mother and son pair who were walking hand in hand. They looked so cool and seemed to be unaffected by the stares they were receiving but mostly on the kid.

"W-What ...? W-Wait for me there! I-I'll be there!" She was whimpering as she headed for the car parking lot. The nurse announced her mommy has been expired. Suddenly, her world collapsed. Her Mommy is all that she had. Everything she did is for her Mother. She cried even more after realizing that her car wasn't there. She missed that she told Vincent to use it. "M-Mom... M-Mommy!" she sat on the ground. Couldn't accept that the person she loves the most had left her. "Romana? Romana, what happened?! Why are you crying?"

Stacie pouted at me making me feel guilty right now. But they don't know how it feels to go to a club with your mom, watch the woman who gave birth to you get hinted on by a couple of guys twice younger than her. It sucks and it's so embarrassing. "Okay enough of that baby cakes, How is your dating life right now."

Leaning on the seat, she looked out the window. "I have to get my mom's painting. Those were very close to Mom. I can not afford to lose them" Anna whispered to herself thinking about her mom. Her mom was a famous artist. Anna smiled thinking about those days when they used to draw paintings together. Everything was good until they found out her father cheated on her mother. Her mom endured everything for Anna's sake but slowly her health broke down and doctors declared her mom had cancer and it was her last stage. She only had three months to live. Anna saw the pain and suffering her mom went through. How she used to cry silently. How she became skin to bone. How much she cried to her fathe

Just a crudely drawn picture I'd secretly hidden away. The drawing showed four little stick figures holding hands. Dad, Mom, Alice—and in the corner, the smallest one: me. Everyone had big, smiling faces. On the back, in my childish handwriting, was a single line: "Mom, please smile." At that moment, my mother lost it completely. She clutched that drawing to her chest and broke down, sobbing uncontrollably. The crushing weight of guilt and doubt nearly destroyed her. The next morning, while Alice was still asleep, my mother snuck into Alice's room and took her toothbrush.

I wanted to keep talking to him. "Sad. But I understand my Mommy. She works a lot so we can have food and a house and so I can go to school." I ruffled his hair and smirked. "Heard you're a genius kid." "Only a little bit, Sir—" "I'm Sebastian. You can call me Sebastian,” I said. He nodded and grinned. "I got it from my Mommy. She's very pretty and she's the best Mommy ever.” I laughed. His energy was contagious. "You have friends here?"

It was strange, but she felt an inexplicable connection with Nicholas, as if they were bound by something much stronger. "Now I won't be alone, now I have a mom." The little one was ecstatic. He moved away and took Isabella's hand, leading her towards the bed. "And now that you're my mom, you have to read me a story. All moms do that." Isabella followed him with laughter, touched by his innocence and enthusiasm. "Ok, then let's read a story. What would you like?" Nicholas settled on the bed and pointed to the small library. "I want one about dragons, mommy."