Adult Mamwha Novels & Stories

Let me know Nevestka. -AK ‘SASHA!!’ I called out, a little anxiously. He groaned and reached out to pull me next to him. Pinning me down under his strong arms. He nuzzled in closer to my face, sighed and moved his hand down to my breast. ‘Sasha’ I whined. ‘Yes?’ ‘Your mom just sent me an email’ I started. ‘Shhhh, let’s not talk about my mama in bed please’ he said groggily, now kneading his fingers into my breast

her mum said in an excited tone. Arlene turned the volume up to the loudest and they kept up with their mini karaoke which was pretty much loud, because people on the road started to look at them. But then none of them cared, to Arlene her mum was a vibe and not like the regular southingham mothers who were boring and lame. These were the moments she lived for, there was never a dull moment with her mum even though they had little cat fights, but it was normal with females. “Do you think dad would be back from work by now?” Arlene asked her mum who was still caught up in the blues of the music playing.

He thought he heard her wrong. “What name did you say, Amarah?!” Gavin asked intently, stepping into her line of sight. Amarah looked at her father, her lips trembling at his harsh tone. “Monroe.” She stated lightly. She looked up at Clayton. “Remember that elderly man I told you about who is cranky? The one you saw me talking to a few days ago. Monroe Williams. He’s also like you. He transformed into one as well and fought the three wolves.” “What does he look like, Mari?!” Her father demanded intently.

Dainiel could only see the build of this person, but based on the strange height and shape, this person must be a woman. “Finally, the time has come. We will begin our game Ameira, it is called; 'The Game of Death'. Either you die for them or they die for you. Try to catch me, if you can," she evilly whispered as she glanced at the young woman sitting on the ground.

He informs. What in the name cosmos!? ... "Wait. So Madre is the white witch? "I ask with uncertainty in my voice. "Yeah. " he replies with a little chuckle and a slight nod of the head still looking at me. "And the fartellos are?... " I ask as I can't come up with anything. "The hooded freaks" he responds. His reply causes a small smirk to crawl up on my face. Turns out I'm not the only one who dislikes those scum bags.

Amanda corrected herself, a small smile gracing her face "Damn human, you're good at this" Mamock praised as she came out from the place she was hiding. She's a teenager just like all of them, but her specie made her look taller and older and on that too she didn't have normal hair, she basically has leaves and branches as hair. "What can I say, I'm human and cheering up is my ability" Amanda replied her and they all started laughing. "By the way where is Rus?? Is he still goofing around looking for rats to eat?" Mamock asked while looking around for the wild werewolf boy.

I ask, grabbing her sleeve. “I didn’t say a thing,” Ama says. She steps onto the hard surface of the road, yanking on my wrist. I plant my feet and turn to look behind me. We dropped Mama off at a healer’s hut not far from here, and now Ama is taking me to her Alpha. I know what that is from Mama. It’s the head of all the wolves, the most dangerous and fearsome of them all. I long for her comfort and wisdom as I take this giant step, but I’m on my own, with only Ama, who seems none too friendly.

A couple of men waved Drey over to where they were standing, and as always, he held Marie along. “These guys can be weird, so just smile at whatever they say.” Drey whispered to her, placing his hands on her waist, and her body felt an electric jolt for the tenth time in one night. Marie almost gasped when they reached the men calling them. She recognized all four of them as top business owners in the country, and two out of them owned the biggest tech company in the country. Marie had a little fangirling moment in her head, and probably smiled brighter than she intended to.

she yells and winks at me. “What’s a bitch?” Curious Melinda asks out of nowhere. “Mum’s mother,” Miranda answers. Sienna laughs out and I glare at her. “Oh, a bitch is someone in jail,” Melinda mumbles thoughtfully. “Does that make mum’s dad a dog? He is in jail too,” Melinda asks. “Enough of the question Melinda,” Malcolm says. He takes my hand and pulls me away from Sienna and the twins. His lips met mine in a slow and passionate kiss, filled with promises of the future that lay ahead of us.

She immediately knew who the woman was, and everything in her was telling her to go and embrace the woman, but her feet were rooted to the spot. Hale tried to remember what his mate had told him about his mother in mating. Amaya had been abandoned as a baby and was raised by werewolves. She had Killian and Samantha when she was eighteen, which meant she wasn’t that old. The woman they were staring at, the woman he knew was his mate’s grandmother, was probably in her sixties, but she didn’t look it all that much. Her wrinkles gave her away, but one wouldn’t be able to tell her true age without knowing the facts about her.