Grandpa Smut Novelas e Histórias

"You mean that you're still Uno. Like Uno. No girls. No crush. No woman?" "Of course, there are women. But nothing serious. They are not what I want," he said, smiling at her. "Don't worry. You're just twenty-seven. You Will find the perfect woman, Grandpa," she playfully said, taking a sip of her drink. "Shut up," he hissed, pulling her hair a little. "No. You shut up." She slapped his hand away. "So how is Mr. Grumpy?" he asked laughing as she rolled her eyes.

Damien puts his arm around me, "You were right. I will never doubt you again." Grandma nods, "You better not. I'm sure you haven't had her mad at you yet, but you don't want to see us mad." Damien agreed, "I've seen her mad at other people. I don't want to ever make her mad at me." Grandma smiled, "That's a good boy. But you will make her mad at some point. The best way to deal with us is to just let us bitch about it and leave us alone to let us work through it." Grandpa wakes up with a smirk on his face and says, "Or just nibble on her mark a little." Grandma giggles, "That's a temporary fix. The damn mate bond gets in the way of our anger, but it doesn't stop it." Grandpa smiles, "But it'

Lilly looks to Gramps. “I’ve waited 20 years for a mate, I can wait another few hours,” Gramps smiles. “EWWW,” All the cousins say as we turn to start the party. I notice Grandpa is very pouty and grandmother rolls her eyes at him as the day progresses. “What is up?” I ask sitting next to Grandpa with cake. “You know if my mate had died maybe I would have the hot witch as a second chance,” Grandpa pouts. “You got the hot Lycan Princess, Gramps got a murdering traitor,” I say raising my eyebrows at him. “I think you still win.”

Grandpa asked, and a wave of fury flashed across my face as I watched all the judgmental people nodding in agreement with Grandpa's absurd words. "Since when you started to put your interest in an actress's personal information, Grandpa?" I tried to not appear rude, but damn I couldn't control my emotions at all. Seeing my evident rage, Grandpa's tone softened. "Taking out your lust is fine, dear, Derek, but don’t think this woman could become a part of our family,” Grandpa stated wisely while I just sneered out loud. “FYI, Grandpa, I don't only lust for this woman, but love too…

Peter just gripped my shirt more and pressed his body on mine " Relax spider, let's hear him out okay?" I whispered into his ears He nodded at me " Can you look at me, please?" Grandpa asked desperately I tapped his back slightly and he peeked from my sides to look at him " I'm so sorry Pete. I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you, babe. I didn't think you like her that much. I'm extremely sorry, lovely boy. I didn't mean to make you this upset. I was mad at her for forbidding us from seeing your first smile, your first step. You know I didn't even see you when you were just a newborn but I'm happy that she raised you that way, and she tried to fix her faults. I understand this pure love th

THE GREAT XAVIER KNIGHT IS BLUSHING, It should be headline of tomorrow's news', I giggled internally. "Gra-gran-grandpa... Actually-" Xavier Stammered in his word. "Don't you guys know that making a single person jealous is sin....!!! Hmm" he sair faking his anger to surpass his smile which can be easily see. "Well if the progress goes like this, then I might see my great grandchild's face soon." Grandpa continued to tease us. Both of us were not able to understand what to say and what to do, it was such an embarrassing moment.

Either way, my face was completely red. “Oh that’s nothing. I once walked in on Gabby having an orgy with a bunch of different men while two were fully shifted and just watching! Apparently Omegas are so rare if you can get one that’s willing to share you better get on it,” my grandmother said, casually. I cringed. My jaw dropped when I noticed Finch nodding. I quickly remembered their mother had numerous lovers. Ick! No! “What the hell are all these cough drops for Grace,” I heard, as my grandfather began slamming drawers.

"You slut! What dirty deals did you make for this funeral? You're not worthy of being my fiancée." He raised his hand to slap me, but a strong grip stopped him. A stern middle-aged man pushed him aside and helped me up. "A grown man hitting a woman? Have some shame." Joseph hurried over, whispering, "Charlotte, this is General Soto." Tears spilled out of me before I could stop them, sudden and violent, like someone clinging to a last scrap of hope. "General," I cried, "they won't let me bury my grandpa. They even put a dog in his grave to humiliate him."

Grandpa suddenly finds his coffee extremely interesting. Oh my God. “No,” I whisper, staring at him. “Were you actually sulking?” His eyes widen. “I was not sulking.” Martha snorts loudly. “He absolutely was.” “I was simply expressing disappointment.” “That’s old people's language for sulking.” “I do not sulk.” I stare at him for a second. Then I get up from my chair, walk around the table, and wrap my arms around him from behind. “There,” I say sweetly. “Grandpa hugged. Crisis solved.”

Yet now, it felt as if every one of my efforts had been turned into some cruel joke. In that instant, fragments of my past life surged back, replaying themselves before my very eyes. It felt as though a pair of invisible hands was dragging my entire family toward the same abyss once more. Watching Sarah's figure disappear into the distance, I felt compelled to chase after her and beg for forgiveness. However, once again, Mia's voice cut through the moment. "Grandma, you're so annoying! Why can't you just leave Mommy alone? She hates you right now. If you keep bothering her, she might actually kill herself."