Good Morning Auntie Novels & Stories

Auntie Rosette was even surprised when she went to the dining room early. “Good morning, Auntie!” She greeted her with a huge smile on her face. “Good morning! Why are you so early today?” The old woman even glanced at her wristwatch. “Breakfast is not yet ready.” “It’s okay, Auntie,” she answered. “I’ll just wait.” “You’re excited, aren’t you? Have you prepared your portfolio?” “Of course, Auntie. To the last credential! I’m sure Migo has no reason to get mad at me.”

“What a weird way of being a human alarm. Were you trying to bring the entire building down?” Auntie was busy sorting out the brunch menu and was almost done by the time I came out. I didn’t waste any time before I joined her. “I told you to always sleep early! Why would a young woman wake up by this time?” she yelled, and I nodded. It was expected! Auntie would never talk about my late sleep without yelling. “Well, the young woman had nothing to do, so is it a crime for her to sleep?” I responded, and that only earned me a spoon chase.

She placed kisses on my cheeks and I giggled lightly before kissing her cheek too. “Good morning, Aunt Ryan. Good morning, Rosa,” I greeted as Nana took my hand and led me toward a stool right next to Todd, in front of the island. “Good morning, Rory,” Aunt Ryan greeted cheerfully, just as Rosalie said, “Good morning, Bun.” I could feel Todd’s eyes on me, and maybe that’s why I was suddenly focusing on the stack of pancakes before me. “And what about Todd?” Nana said, making me look up. “Won’t you say good morning to him?”

I heard aunt Tabitha's voice, as she yelled. I immediately had the notion that she was yelling at Greta. Taking a quick walk towards the stairs, I saw my aunt and Greta standing. "Good morning, aunt," I said, and then she turned around with a smile on her face. "Good morning, sir," Greta said, giving off a low bow. "Good morning," I replied, and then I walked to the foot of the stairs. Aunt Tabitha gave Greta a terrible stare, and Greta tried to scurry away in fear.

"You do? Let me guess, Grilled cheese is not the one you missed, right?" I asked and winked at her. Teasing her will be my favorite thing in the morning. And we don't always have this kind of circumstance so I can say that this is one of those rare mornings. She huffs and folds her arms across her chest, “It’s not the same...thing.” Her words are quite unsure. "Good morning, Aunt Maria how's your sleep?" Thomas greets her happily.

And I’ll stick to this quote for the rest of my life. I took out my books as I still had time, it was 7:30AM now, which means I still had half an hour left. While I was sitting, I heard my mother talking to someone, I peeped out from the door and guess who it was? My most sweetly annoying aunt! Aunt Annie. A woman about 56 years old. She had slightly white hair which she dyed every other day. A wrinkled face that always showed some kind of jealousy. But most importantly, the sweetest tone when she spoke to anyone which covered all her bitterness at once.

And a silent desire for his touch. By the time I reached my aunt’s house, the sun had dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in deep purples and blues. The familiar scent of cedar and rosemary greeted me as I knocked on the weathered door. It swung open almost immediately, and Aunt Lila’s warm, smiling face appeared. “Trinity!” she exclaimed, pulling me into a tight hug. “Oh, my dear girl, it’s been too long!” Her enthusiasm was a stark contrast to the dark thoughts swirling in my mind. “Hi, Aunt Lila,” I mumbled, managing a faint smile.

Phone call: Me: Heyyy auntie!! Auntie: Hey, my baby. How's it going? Me: I- I'm good. Auntie: Mmhmm... yeah. I'll pretend you're not lying. I giggled. Auntie: Anyway, I wanted to talk to you about something. Me: OK. What's up? Auntie: You're 18 now. You've been 18 for a few months. With everything going on, I forgot about your inheritance.

The banquet hall erupted in chaos. Elaine screamed in disbelief, "Nolan, what did you just call her? How can this woman possibly be your aunt?" Nolan helped me up from the floor and replied impatiently, "Why can't she? This is my Aunt Betty! I won't mistake my own aunt!" The comments went wild: [No way! She really is the male lead's aunt? This is a disaster for the sweetheart!] [Oh my, so she's the youngest daughter in the family. Those are usually doted on by the whole family. The male lead might get punished too, not just the sweetheart!]

"Yes after these two girls have helped me, I promised to take them home with me and start staying with all of us. I hope I didn't do anything wrong, did I ?" He was about to say something when Rema called out, "Auntie" after waking up. I had to leave Anu and attend to the little girl. "Ohh, you're up my dear. Good morning."I greeted. "Good morning auntie."she responded with a smile. "How was your sleep dear?"Anu asked, sitting before us. "Yeeee...uuuuum... my uncle is back."she shouted before wrapping her arms around his neck. "How are you uncle. When did you come back?"she greeted him in an emotional manner that brought tears in Anu's eyes.