Novel & Cerita Three Mothers Trilogy

Lionel nodded with a smile and they left for Rosita's ward. ROSITA'S WARD They got to Rosita's ward and Lionel slowly pushed the door open. Tears streamed down Riley's eyes on seeing how her mother lay unconscious on the bed. Lionel pushed her closer to her mother's bed. "Mum.." she called amidst tears as she neared her bed. She took her mother's hand into hers. "Your little girl is here mum...., can you hear me?" she uttered wiping the tears away from her eyes. "Do you know mum...Dad left us.." she replied sobbing.

Another, deeper voice said, “Whether dead or alive, take her back. She's the best trophy.“ Yet another, more frivolous voice chimed in, “Of course, a natural born whore.“ Three voices, similar yet distinct. Soon, I realized they were the triplet Alphas. They approached, and hands quickly reached for my neck to confirm my life or death. What should I do? They were going to capture me! Just then, an unexpected voice came from nearby, “MATE!“ It was that damned intruder Wade's voice! His second chance here? But... we had already relocated all the female tribe members. Only my mother and I remained. Could it be... No! Impossible! “Ah, no! Let me go!“I don't dare think about it, but soon I heard

Three Weeks Later Crystal I read the letter my mother sent me over and over again. I inhaled deeply. The past three weeks have been hell, and Draven wasn't the only reason. My mother has been digging into my skin like a knife for money, and I was struggling to get it to her. I had no way to get it to her. It's not like I could ask Draven for it, and I can't bring myself to steal from him. It's his money after all. Not mine. But my mother doesn't care about that, because according to her, I'm rich now, and I'm able to give her whatever she needs. I want a job so bad, but who is going to hire someone without a degree? Who is going to hire the wife of a billionaire asshole? No one. Everyone wou

My family loves her as much as I do… They honestly could care less if it’s my baby or not, they are accepting it as their own regardless! In the middle of March, our mothers threw her a baby shower! I’ve never seen so much baby shit in my life… It’s clearly going to take more than one trip to get it all from my mother’s house to her apartment! It was so bad that my old bedroom became baby central, as Amory insisted that some stuff be left behind for when she was at my mother’s house with the baby. The idea of Amory being here with her baby excites the living daylights out of my mother and I want to tell Amory that this is only going to encourage my mother, insisting it’s my kid, but Amory cl

“It’s the same thing. Only worse. I did have a miscarriage… like we feared. After I fainted at brunch the other day.” “Oh dear…” Cassandra whispers, horror written all over her face. I feel my own body stiffen. My mother continues, her voice trembling. “I was pregnant with triplets, Cassandra. Triplets. And I’ve lost two of them. Asmodeus said the last one killed the others. He says… he says the baby is dangerous. I don’t trust him.” Cassandra exhales deeply and squeezes her hand. “Rebecca, I understand how you feel, but Asmodeus is never wrong. Not about things like this.”

The Last Truth – A Mother's Justice The triplets were in their mother's living room, the weight of what they had to say very much on their minds. Their mother sat opposite them, her fists clenched on the armrests of the chair while her face was set in stiff lines. Jasmine took a deep breath. "Mom… we've got something to say." Jayla leaned forward. "Something about Dad." Jade sighed. "And Sarah." Her mother's eyebrows jerked with horror when she said the name Sarah. "What about her?"

But I couldn't do that, because I didn't want to live if she wasn't there. “And I should've killed you first, I almost did that night but you were stronger than I thought, but I won't make the same mistake today. I know how strong you are son.” My mother said to Tristan. “Don't you dare call me that.” He snarled at her. My mother looked at all three of us. “You know this was supposed to end years ago but you boys survived. This is how it's supposed to be, we must end the cycle.” She said, the bitch actually thinks that she's doing something good.

And now also a bomb-ass mother. Tri-Moon is still healing. There is a lot of pain to unpack and loss to work through. It's been a huge few years for the once ‘secret’ pack. They are now the head of Were-kind, home to the leaders of an entire species, and the ground zero of the Moon Goddess’ prophecy. Tri-Moon is a celebrity in its own right. I rocked myself on the porch swing as I recounted all my favourite memories. Some bad, some good, but all of them are mine.

“This is perfect. We’ll go dress shopping next weekend. Oh, and we need to pick colors, and flowers, and the venue needs to be decided soon if we want August.” August. Three months away. Three months and my mother would be married to Adrian. I caught his eye again, and this time he didn’t look away. I saw the same trapped feeling I felt reflected back at me. We’d done this to ourselves. Both of us. “Actually,” my mother said, and something in her tone made me nervous. “There’s one more thing.” Adrian tensed beside her. I could see it in the way his shoulders went rigid. “What is it, Mom?”

A family of three. The photos were arranged neatly in chronological order, from maternity shoots to his one-month celebration, all the way to Cody’s second birthday. As the so-called mother who had raised him for three years, I didn’t have a single proper photo with him. My entire body trembled as I stared at Dorian. "Three years ago, in the delivery room… The child I gave birth to… Where is that baby?" Dorian didn’t dare meet my eyes. His Adam’s apple bobbed. His voice came out dry.