Aunt May's Grave Novels & Stories

“So weak. Brought so low. Why would you allow someone to do that to you?” “Help me…” I beg. She bends down to look me in the eyes, her nose wrinkling with disgust. “But you’re so dirty…” “Please, Lilith. Help me…” Author's Note: Hey friends! Thank you so much for reading Mother, May I, the third book of The Legacies series. I hope that you enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed writing. Here are a couple of announcements/interesting information for you.

Knowing the truth would shatter whatever we have together. After a while, we got to aunt Maya's house. The place looked like a castle. Gwen's face lit up in excitement. Holding the hem of her dress, her eyes savoured the place in nostalgia. She took a deep breath of satisfaction. “It's just like I remember.” She said in smiles. Together we made our way in through the huge doors. I was happy she was happy, but I was still concerned about mad dog. Was he dead? Or perhaps did he run wild again? I had no idea what it was, but I can't let Gwen find out what my father did to her mother. At least not yet. I was not willing to let go of my new found joy. We were asked to wait for Gwen's aunt, she wa

I nodded as my lips formed a thin line. My eyes widened in horror as gasps filled with shock left my lips. My whole being stiffed as my mind was clouded with unfathomable clouds of overwhelming pressure. I was deluged in the frights and ravage. Lost in the depths of despair, I remained motionless as I read the gravestone; Eleanor Elvis 17th Oct,1968 - 12th Feb,2015 May Your Soul Rest in Peace Aunt Eleanor… “This has to be a terrible joke…”

A silence louder than the train stretched among us, and I felt like I had pushed a bit too far, until my Aunt broke the silence. “We plan to do that, “ she began, then looked around the table like she wanted confirmation before continuing, “None of them or you are responsible for what others have done.” What she said is true. I've met the brothers, despite our business deal, and spoken briefly to their grandmother. They seem like friendly people, though they have greedy people around them. Pa's voice pulls me out of my daze. “We will make things right in due time.” Nodding in agreement, Mom said, “ Yes.” She looked down at her hands on her lap. “ I wish I knew what happened to my daughter.”

"Ella, today is our wedding day, the best day. Don't let some jerk ruin it." He was right. No outsider was going to overshadow our wedding. My parents were gone, and James's folks were the understanding sort. They had us walk in together, arm in arm. As I stepped onto the red carpet, a critical thought struck me. I signaled to my bridesmaid, who handed me my phone without hesitation. I dialed the emergency number swiftly. "Hello, this is Sofitel Church. Someone killed a pregnant woman." Sean's eyes darted to Mandy, lying in a growing pool of her own blood at his feet. It looked like she was already gone.

indeed this is a good job but what's more important is the amount spent here. "Aunt, you've really done a good job here... but don't you get tired of staying at the orphanage all these years?" Aunt May smiles and shakes her head. "Not at all..." She trails off as her bright smile turns into a sad smile. "You know, after losing my mate I had no one to keep me company, had I not be in the midst of all these pups... I'm sure I'd have died of depression!" She pause...tears welled up her eyes as she reminiscises those old happy days she spent with her mate.

Rachel glanced at Nicholas for a moment, then back at Aunt May. "What do you mean? Why is this going to get complicated? And what mess?" she asked suspiciously. Aunt May looked nervous, she rubbed her nose which didn't itch. “No, forget it! I was just talking nonsense,” she said without daring to look at Rachel. Her behavior made Rachel even more curious. She took a step forward to observe the expression on her aunt's face and her suspicions grew. "Aunt May? Tell me what are you hiding from me? I won't let you go and you know that!" she urged, her hand gripping Aunt May's wrist tightly.

I will find him soon. Annie's POV Annie looked at the grave of Aunt Maria, her name written boldly on the tombstone, she ran her fingers across the Engraved letters on the tombstone. R. I. P Maria and Andriano loving daughter sister and Aunt I wish you were still here with me First years old on her cheeks she knelt on the ground and started crying, Aunt I am so sorry. The graveyard was very quiet the wind blew through the trees, the old tree leaves rustling.

,she nods no. "no she threatened our family and future this shit will not be tolerated. May do your worst",Aunt May steps forward and we all watch Amanda scream and sob before going mute. She stands looking off before her body falls to the ground. One by one her friend join her and May looks pleased with herself. "what did you do?",we ask.

Or her cute comeback. Yeah cute. He found her comeback cute and sassy in a way. His lips went up but not fully forming a smile. Gosh! what is wrong with me? …….Next morning Aunt May's Apartment Aunt May woke to find herself on the couch, the shawl draped over her instead of Maria. Speaking of Maria, where was she? She turned toward the staircase. Maria stood at the bottom of the stairs, fully dressed, and with a half smile on her face. “Good morning, Aunt May.“