Grandma Tsunade Novels & Stories

walked in, wearing a hot bikini to show off her angelic figure, with her round breast pecking out of her bra, from where he stood he could see her nipples clearly, and he gulped down slowly. "This was not an abduction," he said with his eye widely open looking at the scene he was viewing. The woman walked slowly holding a whip, those kinds found among BDSM tools. She turned around and raised her hands holding the whip to wipe Kazuma "she's a vixen"; Sasuke muttered. When he looked up at her face he became shocked, " it is Kazuma's mom, Tsunade"; he uttered in disbelieve. he has always known her to be quite hot but what is she doing with her biological son?

The head of the Sunland Martial Arts Association, Okajima, looked grim. His beady eyes darted around, and he fidgeted uncomfortably in his suit as if it were covered in thorns. The phone in his hand was heated up like a hot potato and nearly out of battery.

A convoy followed closely behind as we driven. The ride was gloomy. The car came to a stop and the doors were opened for us. We were in a large compound filled with Japanese styled houses and castle. A family of five were waiting for us as we got down from the vehicle. They consisted of two males and three females. The oldest was the father, Hashirama Kishimoto. Sixty five years of age and current CEO of Blue Mountains. Next was the wife, who looked much younger Akane Kishimoto, and their three daughters Kurenai, Sarada and Azumi. There was one person missing from the equation.

We're currently at the dining table. Grandma's my mother's mom. She's already seventy but still beautiful. She's the president of one of the top cosmetic companies in the country, while my aunt was one of the distributors that imports cosmetics from different parts of the world. I took a sip from my wine glass and swirled it around the rim of the glass before turning to her with a smile. “We're not yet ready, Grandma. We always talk about it. Maybe, at the right time.” “But I'm afraid you're already in menopause once Atlas decides to have a child,” Tito jokes. He's a well known judge. One of the most respected servants of the country. Judge Condrad Aguirre.

says grandmother offhandedly. I stare at the woman in bewilderment. You probably think my grandmother is just a sweet, over-protective old lady, and to that, I laugh. Grandma Viridis is more infamously known by the codename Oculus, so named because she enjoyed killing people by gouging out their eyes and keeping them as a memento before she retired. She’s 78 and stands at 5’6” with shoulder-length pure white voluminous hair that she keeps combed to the side. Her skin is still a medium olive tone with slight liver spots around the edges of her face, with the harsh signs of age creating jowls along the edges of her mouth. Her eyes are a deep dark, brown, almost as dark as her soul with perfect

“Your powers are manifesting,” My what? My brain fails to comprehend what shs means. “What?” I let out in bewilderment then I see my mom approaching behind grandma. “Leave her alone, Mom!” She hollers with indignation in her tone. “Leave us alone!” Grandma doesn't flinch nor wince at Mom's garnish voice, rather she smirks further and a gleam owns her eyes. “No, I think it's time she knew her true identity. She's twenty-one, it's high time she knew the destiny she carries, Jude,”

She swept her gaze up and down my body in one quick motion. I smiled. "Yeah. Clothes are a demon's tool." "You know this woman, Stretch?" Thane asked. The muscles of his back were twitching as he stood between me and my grandmother. "Yeah. This is Ari, my grandmother. She's okay from what I can tell so far."

My eyes caught on a chair and threw it in his direction before glaring at Great Grandma Hinata, who had Cretheus tied her hands behind her. "Don't even attempt to escape. I have my eyes on you," I said to my uncle.

“What do you mean?” “I mean, you’re over 21, right? She’s a minor. And I disapprove of relationships outside Fated Mates.” She replies sternly. She then looks at Keya. And commands, “Come here.” I unwrap my hand from her waist. So she can go around the table. Keya timidly walks over to her Grandma. The older woman wears a stern, no-nonsense face. But gently handles Keya. With scrutinizing eyes, she holds Keya at arms-length while looking at her heavily hickied neck.

she countered. "I don't understand you; you're so confusing," Sandro replied. "Well, it's good that you're coming," Demi smiled at her. "I'm going to watch The Last Airbender." "Shoot! I want to watch that too!" she exclaimed. "What about you, Grandma? Are you coming?" "No, dear. You know I'm not good with walking. Just enjoy yourself," her grandmother replied. "Uuuh, it's sad, Grandma, if you won't join us," she said, leaning on her grandmother's shoulder.