Ui Mama Novels & Stories

"No need to be so aggressive. The child has experienced a lot of things in a single day and she saw an unfamiliar face. This is the usual response. I should have introduced myself better." Uma then turned to Mia, extended her hands, and said. " I would like to beg your pardon. I am called Uma. I am the caretaker of this place as well as its founder. I am also the instructor and teacher who taught both your mother and woman beside me." Mia stood aghast at the woman in front of her. The one she thought of as a servant was someone who had trained both her mother and Huntress. She didn't even look older than the Huntress herself. Just how old she was.

I was about to jump up from my seat when I saw it was Mama. She gently took my hand pulling me towards the couch."Come sit with me, dear." I felt so safe with her. Just being with her made me feel calm and my mind became clear. She picked up a bottle of coconut oil and poured it into a small bowl. She took some in her hand and began massaging my scalp with it. "You know Amara, Kia's Mama died while giving birth to her."Kia's name brought a lump in my throat and I couldn't control my tears. I was shocked. I couldn't believe what she had just told me.

She looked sixty but still had this youthful vibrancy about her that showed in the way she walked. Her grey-and-black hair was tucked into a neat bun, and her face showed a slight resemblance to that of a certain billionaire and my sons. Her brown eyes fell on me, and her large smile grew even bigger. “It’s so wonderful to meet the beautiful mother of these adorable little gentlemen.” She threw her arms around me and pulled me into a bone-crushing hug, almost choking the life out of me. “I’m Isabelle Romero, but please call me Mamma.” ‘Sheep! It is Dante’s mom. What am I going to do? What am I going to do?’

Ume Adair, the eldest of the eight Adair children of the Lunarflare pack, was me. I grew up with the best parents, Gabriel and Malia Adair, the Alpha and Luna of my pack. Malia isn’t my birth mother; she is my father’s true mate and has raised me since I was three years old. My birth mother, dad's first wife and chosen mate, was a traitor and exiled from the pack after my younger brother's birth. We heard she was killed by rogues shortly after the fact. I didn’t care then, and I don’t care now. Malia raised me as her daughter and always treated me as if I belonged to her always.

I’ve really fucked up this time, I just hope that I get the chance to make it right again when we return with Zelena. Tri-Moon began to say their goodbyes and the rest of the warriors started to pile into the buses. A tight fit was an understatement. Every space on the busses was filled, some sitting, some standing, some sitting on top of others. It’s going to be an uncomfortable drive. I was standing by one of the Humvee’s watching Gunner say goodbye to his mother. He leaned down and pressed his forehead to hers while she cupped his cheeks. Her thumb rubbed affectionately over his cheek, as a tear rolled down hers. Their bond is beautiful, and if I'm being honest, I'm envious. The moment th

I reach out and shake her hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Amaija’s mother, Maija Klein.” “Nice to meet you, too.” I smile and release her hand. She studies me, then Ami, and squints before asking, “When did you decide to get an assistant?” “I’ve always had assistants, Mom. Don’t you remember?” Ami says, tugging her hand. “I remember you telling me personal assistants are for spoiled, lazy people and that you didn’t need one.”

Mia froze, she gripped her hand on the chair’s head she was holding, her beautiful face was dark as coal, “ then what the report I got from that doctor, if this report was right, why she informed me I can not be a mother never “ Mia was asking helplessly, “ Yeah, that means she lied to you, Mia, “ Mia’s father snarled. He was also so surprised when he found out that helpless; he also thought his daughter never could be a mother, but who knew she was already a mother.

Zeenah mumbled angrily as she swat her phone with a loud thud on the mirror. "Is this really my princess?" She had no idea someone had stepped into the room. And that was Maama's voice, turning swiftly, Zeenah locked her eyes with her mother's, and a sudden unknown fervour chalked her up. Maama stood by the door, dressed in a milk coloured lace that had blue stripes. She looked beautiful, so beautiful. She didn't look this beautiful when she was marrying Abubakar, Zeenah thought.

He firmly added as there was a round of applause in the room. Someone else would have found an excuse not to work. The person would have used their current state as an excuse, but Alejandro wasn't going to do that. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Mama," Maía said her first word. “Aaaw, she just said mama." Zendaya gushed as Maía repeated it. “Baby," Zendaya added carrying her and twirling her around. "Mama missed you baby." She pinched her chubby cheeks. “Welcome, Ma'am." Avana greeted taking her back upstairs.

Mom asks, putting on her usual high pitched stranger voice, “Hiii, I’m Aka’s mother, Hato Nishinzu.” Mom extends her hand, and much to my surprise, Mia takes it and shakes it passionately. “I’m Mia Utsugo, it’s nice to meet you.” She responds, using the same tone she uses while talking to me. Dad introduces himself as well, and they both start making small talk with her, while I look at our destination.