Gomez Morticia Novels & Stories

Despite seeming to dismember at any moment, the old woman's sadistic look made even Mordred uncomfortable. When he approaches the two, the witch's scent fills his nostrils, and he covers his mouth in discomfort. - What the hell is a witch doing here? - He asks, about to get angry. - Sir, this is Morticia, a powerful black witch I met when I came before you to the US to take care of everything for your arrival. - And how did you know her? - She tried to kill me. Mordred opens his eyes in amazement. - She tried to kill you, and you left her alive.

I didn't feel it, but as the tears rolled down involuntarily from the reservoir of my eyes down to the side of both cheeks, I knew they had gone numb. The double doze of the slap across my face seemed to give Moose the momentary satisfaction he had so long craved for. I knew if he had his way, my life would have gone in place for his friend's but he didn't have his way, and was only a pawm in the hands of the Gambino's. “Moose!” Conti called out as he walked into the room. “I hope you aren't messing with Don's goods” He continued, dragging his gaze through the vast space of the room where the bulk of the ladies were.

Morticia replied and threw her hands open for a hug. "It's been a while," Felicia said, detaching from the hug. "You haven't been visiting your old woman," Morticia complained, although the teasing was traceable in her voice. "How can you refer to yourself as an old woman? You haven't aged a bit," Felicia fawned over her. Morticia gave a shy smile. "Thank you," she said "I would also like to become a witch. How old are you again?" Felicia asked, spinning Morticia around.

They were startled briefly before breaking into laughter. "The old geezer's caught up with us." "Duh! We took his daughter-in-law. Of course, he's going to come after us!" "You're talking nonsense. How can this woman be his daughter-in-law?" Morticia's face burned with humiliation and rage. She roared, "Shut up, all of you. Let me go this instant." First Scope shook his head, a serious expression on his face. "No way! This lady's very strange. We have to show her to Junior Sister." He had sensed Morticia's fiend soul, and despite not knowing what it was, he knew that that woman was no ordinary folk.