Disney Grandmas Novels & Stories

My dad responds, “Of course, son.” This means our pack house will be busier than usual for the next month, but it should be fun. I have three grandmas: Sandee is my dad’s mom, Dani is my mom’s adoptive mom, and Camille is her biological mother. They all love to pamper me and take me shopping, out for pedicures, and to get my hair styled. They want to make sure I always feel my best, although I have no clue what I look like.

Max and Mischa, like they were wired with some kind of grandma-tracking radar. “Grandma!” Max shouted, hugging one side of Natalia’s waist. “Nya,” Mischa mumbled from the other, much quieter but just as clingy. Natalia only laughed, stretching out her arms like an aircraft carrier ready to take them both in. “I need four hands,” she said lightheartedly, kissing the tops of their heads in turn. “Sometimes I think I’m more of a walking pillow than a grandmother.” Max peeked out from her side. “You can’t steal Grandma now, Mommy. She’s ours.”

But in that chest beats the heart of an old despot. "Hi daddy, whatcha doing?" "Nothing kid what can I do for you?" She gave me her signature look, which meant she was about to zing me. "Oh nothing, grandma's here and grandpa; guess what?" Shit, that's her favorite drive daddy to drink game. "I don't want to guess why don't you just tell me?" "Grandma said that we're all taking a cruise for Xmas." "The fuck?" "Ooh daddy you said the bad word." Her eyes had that light in them that makes me twitchy.

She drank water straight to her throat, and after many gulps of it, she regarded her grandmother who continued eating like her absurd question was not even a big deal. “Grandma! What kind of a question is that?” Marissa said and pulled the plate of steak from the table. Their dinner started the moment her grandmother finished cooking all of the food. Marissa was so excited that she ran from her room to taste all of the foods her grandmother had cooked, only to be asked a ridiculous question. “Well, I am just asking,” the old lady answered and drank her water. “I am getting older, and I want grandkids. I cannot get them when you do not plan to get married.”

They nod their heads. "OK, when is she coming?" "Today." Daisy takes her sister's hand. "OK, well, we better make enough for her for dinner tonight. Which grandma is coming, Grandma Celeste or Grandma Anne?" We continue walking. "Not mommy's mommies. This grandma is daddy's grandma." What did Daisy just say? "It's daddy's grandma?" They nod. Gideon and I look at each other, both clueless about who it could be. I bond-link him, "I didn't think you have any living relatives."

Ugh. I choke back vomit. I don’t know if they are identical twins or what, but damn. My great-grandma is a raisin of a grizzled Crone. Sure, age is just a number, but Bisnonna Chiara is NINETY! That’s a new level of gross.

I couldn’t believe that my granddaughter was still alive after all these years I have regretted it every single day after I banished my daughter. I never stopped looking for her until I felt our bond snap, I know that isn’t possible once you have banished someone from your pack but for some reason with her it didn't. I think that was the point I think the moon goddess wanted me to feel everything that my daughter did after I banished her and I did I felt her being abused for years and I kept looking for her I had no idea where she could have been, but I never gave up looking I wanted my daughter and granddaughter home. I didn’t care if my granddaughter was a hybrid if they were home that was

It seems like everyone is out to get me in this world. "Will you all shut up!" Grandma snapped and I flinched due to the gravity of her command. Grandmas are sweet... Yeah but why does this one sound like those action grannies in Chinese movies? "I'm so sorry, mothers-in-law, the kids are just lost. You know how the workload at the hospital is tight, they're all just wondering why you would call them home urgently." A young woman expressed calmly and my eyes squinted, I don't know but I felt like she was faking her apologies.

You deserve nothing less. Wendy's voice shook as she reached out and placed a tender hand on Sabrina's. "No one will ever hurt you again," she swore, her eyes shining with held-back tears. "As your grandmother, and with your mother at my side, we are right here for you. We are here for you, always. We will take care of you and your baby. I am just so happy, Sabrina, at the thought that I am to be a great-grandmother—it fills my heart in ways I can hardly even describe."

It was then I heard Grandma praying and chanting. "Oh, Goddess of Fertility, grant me just two more days, Old and frail, I can bear no more pain. The last woman was useless, a wasted affair, The next one needs time—just a few days to prepare. I beg you, Goddess of Fertility, have mercy, be kind, Spare my dear son and don't trouble his mind." I was beyond shell shocked to hear that chant. What on earth was the Goddess of Fertility? Did it have something to do with Grandma's baby paintings?