Ui Mama Novels & Stories

I say as I feel tears threatening. “You have worked so hard for this, my little Mad Hatter. And you know where to find us. You won’t ever be alone, sweet pea. We are just a quick phone call or drive away. You’ll see us so much you’ll get sick of us. This is your destiny, Maddie. Not stuck in the circus of River View’s packhouse. I love you, bigger than Pi is infinite and I am so proud of you. I couldn’t have asked for a better daughter. I am so happy the Goddess blessed me with you.” Mama engulfs me in a huge hug, which I can’t say is easy for either of us because of her big belly. One of my siblings takes this moment to kick and it launches me backward.

"You are sure we can trust this Rita to just help us?" "Well, she is doing it for her own personal revenge against him. He did horrible things to her." She shivered slightly as she recalled. "And she would be needing money." With her being this close to me, I kissed her lips. "You see why I said you are amazing?" "You already started it. So it didn't take much for her to be found." I chuckled. "That reminds me, what did you do with my money, Mama?" "Charity." I could not help but laugh. "You went from, 'I don't want anything to do with your money' to spending and giving out at will."

One person. 'Madie!'

In that way, the pain in her heart will be lessened by thinking that she's one of the maids and not his mate. Maia is now in her red pouf dress, ready to do her job. She had spent her few times in thinking about how she can be an excellent mate. Then she recalled everything that her mother had told her when she was young. So, she went to the kitchen and greeted all the maids in there. She asked what are the food that her mate likes and what is he as a leader. Fortunately, the servants are nice and helpful.

I mumbled. "I love you, too"

Imma shrugged. I’m not sure of her exact age, I’d have to check the records, but I am sure she’s older than Papa. After the war, she may be one of the oldest pack members left. I hope that Ignazio, Gastone, and Melania are all burning in hell and will spend eternity in damnation for what they did to Nebrodi and Madone.

“Good morning, ma.” “Good morning.” Marsha replied. She took some steps and stood in front of Anna, who fixed her eyes on her laptop screen and was pressing the keyboard non-stop. “Hey!” Marsha raised her voice. She looked around and discharged a deep breath to control herself. She lowered her voice and call. “Anna, are you blind?”

His mother teased, she found the meal as pleasing as Jackson did. "If I tell you, would you tell me how you've managed to retain such unfathomable beauty all through the years?" Maria flattered, with a whisper, she spoke, "or could it be vampirism?" Jackson's mother smiled, if there was anything his mother loved, it was a good compliment, and Maria was doing amazingly well at it. "Says the goddess of beauty herself." What!? He couldn't control the words that slid off his tongue, as soon as he said them, the cheesiness slapped him across the face. Jackson looked drained of life essence and suddenly picked vegetables to be an interesting subject of observation.

"Mom came to your room because she wanted to get nail clippers. Mama accidentally saw a book about daughter-in-law and mother-in-law. Is that yours?" Dita can't dodge because that's the truth. "It belongs to Dita. Dita wants to improve our relationship. Our relationship is too awkward as in-laws and daughters-in-law." "Thank you for trying until you buy a lot of books. I will always try to be a good mother to you, even if it hurts you. That's how Mama loves you. Comment on the bad things you have done. So please note."Mama Jay said Honestly so that Dita would not misunderstand

She greeted us with a warm smile, her eyes bright with curiosity. "Good day, Oma," she said, her voice filled with genuine interest. "How are you finding motherhood? Your baby is simply precious." I beamed with pride, adjusting my hold on our little one. "Thank you, Amelia. Motherhood has been an incredible journey filled with joy and wonder. I feel blessed every day." Amelia's gaze shifted to our baby, her eyes filled with warmth. "May I hold him, if you don't mind?" I nodded, carefully passing our baby into her waiting arms. As she cradled him, I noticed a softness in her expression, a tenderness that mirrored the love I felt in my own heart.