Aunt May の小説・ストーリー

'Here I come new life. Entering the house, I greeted Marla with a sweet hug, which was reciprocated by a bone-crushing one. Even though she was my aunt, she never liked being called one. According to her being called aunt makes her feel old, and I think she was right about it. If someone doesn't know her, then he or she probably would think she is just turning 22 or 23 even though she was turning 34 this year.

Belina scoffed, her voice laced with venom. Rose, standing nearby, snorted with disgust. “Goodness, Uncle Damien married a devil like himself.” Jeana couldn’t help herself. “That wretch used to be your son’s girlfriend, Aunt Belina,” she sneered, her words dripping with spite. Belina gasped, looking at Aaron with shock and disbelief. “Aaron… is that true?” she asked, her voice barely a whisper. Aaron’s face hardened, the anger in his eyes barely contained. “She’s a nobody’s mother. I know her well,” he muttered, turning away from them, unable to bear the looks of pity or judgment.

Barely suppressing my rage, I took out my phone and called my aunt. My aunt was from Longford, one of the most prestigious ladies of the Full Moon Pack. “Hello, Aunt, sorry to bother you so late,” I said, gripping the phone and gritting my teeth. “But I failed to get rid of Mia again. I might… need your help.”

James grinned mischievously. "You guys have already met? Well, that certainly makes things easier. Allow me to introduce you properly then. Maya, this is Aunt Loretta. Aunt Loretta, meet Maya, one of our finest models as you already know her to be. But apart from that, she's also my friend." "Friends, huh? not bad!" Aunt Loretta exclaimed smiling.

Why does this keep happening? "Alice! So glad you're here," my aunt Ana says as she approaches me and rummages through her bag. "I have to go to the bank now. Lunch is ready. Agatha and Alex should be arriving home from school soon. I'll be back in a little while." The young woman passes me and leaves the house. My Aunt Ana was the youngest daughter of three women, with my mother being the oldest. She never wanted to get married, dedicating her time exclusively to herself. Ana had been staying at my house, taking care of my mother since before I arrived in Brazil.

“You’ve gone mad.” “No,” I said quietly. “I’ve woken up. The Great Mother gave me another chance. And this time, I see everything clearly.” I could still feel the phantom warmth of Soren’s arm around my shoulders yesterday, the way he ruffled my hair and called me cute. Caspian’s tired but fond sigh. The teasing heat in Julian’s — no, the analytical one’s — whisper against my ear. Their affection felt real. And that terrified me more than any beating ever had.

“Tell me, what is she to my uncle?!” The maid, intimidated by his expression, stammered, “M-Mr. Zach, that lady is Mr. Sean’s wife.” “Get lost!” Zach shoved the maid aside and turned to the butler. “Brian, you watched me grow up. I know you won't lie to me. Tell me!” The butler hesitated for a few seconds before replying in a low voice, “It’s true. She's indeed your aunt.” “Liars! You’re all liars!” Zach’s face twisted in disbelief. Then, he suddenly remembered his older sister, Theresa, who lived abroad. He hurriedly started a video call.

Zeeshant asked, giving his attention to the road. "Of Course I do but with people who are kind and fun." She said making him confusion as Myra just shook her head. "What do you mean?" He asked. "My aunt! She's here for 'helping' me in shopping." Myra said as he nodded. "But your aunt is outgoing, isn't she?" He asked. "Not masi Zee, Fai is here." She said as he finally got it. ( Masi - mother's sister ) ( Fai - Father's sister )

Amara's pov We all have that type of aunts who would squeeze our cheeks till they turn red. They get so much excited when they see us as if they saw a stuffed animal. Right now Aiden's cheeks were in the deathly grip of his aunt. His mother's kitty party friend. That's what he told me.