Invincible Old Lady Novels & Stories

I heard a voice, the fucking old lady was about to scream when I covered her mouth with my palms, “Granny…!” The voice kept calling while coming closer, the old lady struggled to break free from my hold, she's really stubborn, I had no choice but to start stabbing her I gave her nine stabs on her tummy and slowly pulled away as she fell in her pool of blood on the bed, I began looking all over the room for the phone but heck! It was almost like it turned invincible and I couldn't find it, “You’re never going to find that phone” The old lady muttered in between death smiling as blood gushed out of her mouth,

Mark replied, “Madam, we are not relocating yet, we want to buy a house to be our holiday home. Madam, how do you know that we are not from Durban?” She smiled at them and said, “I know that you are from Johannesburg. Victoria, how far are you?” Victoria was surprised when the old lady called her name and replied, “I’m six months pregnant Madam. Have we met before?” The old lady smiled sweetly at her and replied, “Let me introduce myself. I’m Olga Reed. I saw your engagement photo in the Sunday Times. Your beauty captured my heart. You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen.

the old woman protested, reminding me of pack rules as if anyone cared. “Fucking do it!” I screamed at my warrior. He hesitated for a moment, then started kicking the door. Other warriors joined him, moving quickly to obey my order while the woman screamed for the Alpha and the pack members from inside. I did not know why she thought anyone would respond. She kept screaming in her old, harsh voice anyway. The moment the door opened, I shoved it aside and rushed inside. The old woman saw me and turned to leave. She was probably in her late nineties. Her hair was thin and gray, and her skin was deeply wrinkled. She had shrunk so much that she almost looked like a child, like a fourteen-year-ol

But I’ll have to keep aside that argument for another time, right now, I need to know why Lucas was trusting me with the location of so many vulnerable humans. “Vandal Rudolf, did you say?” I whipped around in the direction of the voice and was surprised to find an old woman walking through the crowd towards us. Her body was bent forward from the waist up and she used a cane to support herself. She was so old she looked ancient; he body was covered in wrinkles and she seems to have lost almost all her teeth. Her voice held a tremor of age and her hair was completely white against pale, almost ashen skin. A young girl of about eleven or twelve with wildly curled black hair and deep brown eyes

As she enter the alley an old hand suddenly touch her hand. " Eh ...old lady , what is it ? " She ask curiously . " Young man , I have these . Can you give us what you have . I have two grandchildren and their father had been sick because of the cold . My husband is working alone in the shop . My daughter in law is looking after my son . " She look sad .

I really wished he could be here right about now to answer some of the bothering questions I had. Deciding to expel him and his vendetta from my mind, I focused on the old lady who was being discharged after staying over for 3 days. The poor lady broke her leg when she tried to take a walkout in the park. Stepped into a hole covered by grass, and the next thing she heard was a sickening crack as her ligaments and bones detached. How sad. But I was able to stitch her all back and put on a cast over, then let her stay a while to monitor the blood pressure and all other stuff. It was just so hard being old. You battled with all sorts of illnesses and it was just so disheartening.

She had a feeling maybe something was triggered in the lady's memory but since she hadn't come out of the coma, they just had to do their best to monitor her. Vinca felt like she was falling down a deep, black hole. She wanted to scream but no sound came forth. Her fall was cut short abruptly and she was now floating in a white cloud. ***** Damont rushed to the door as soon as he heard the doorbell. Vinca heard the front door being opened and shut then the sound of heels. The bedroom door was flung open and a lady from earlier came in. "You shameless bitch, what are you doing here?" she screamed flinging herself at her.

Aunt Lucia had warned me not to take in any animals by the street; her neighbor had been bitten to death by the snake she took in. I remembered Aunt Lucia's advice and dragged my cousins—who were spectating—into the bakery. The guards from the mayor's residence brought away that madwoman and Evan. It wasn't until later that I learned about her identity—she was the once graceful and elegant Hannah Dixon. I wondered what Evan had done to turn Hannah from a brave and strong werewolf into her current deranged state. Anyway, my words rang true. Those who betrayed true love would lose their beloved forever. Without Evan constantly pestering me, I felt an overwhelming sense of relief. Even the air

“The rite will not be interrupted.” Two servants then stepped forward to grip her arms, Lilda shaking them both off with surprising strength. Woah! What just happened? “Let me speak!” She screamed. “Before it's too late.” The old man soon stepped back in, with no guards getting in his way or holding him down. While he stood near the pillars, he fixed his eyes on me, not blinking at all. At his subtle nod,the servants hesitated, slowly releasing Lilda. “Speak.” The old man said, giving her the go-ahead to.

Jonathan held his stomach and grimaced, but he still refused to give up as he struggled to his feet. "A judge? Surely you're mistaken! He's a thief. He got punished in high school for stealing from his classmates, and now he's stealing my mother-in-law's gold bracelet. He's just a guy with sticky fingers. Someone like him couldn't possibly be a judge." Victoria swallowed and chimed in, "That's right. I'm his wife. He stole my mom's gold bracelet, and he also stole other girls' underwear to sell. I thought he went too far, so I wanted everyone to teach him a lesson."