Invincible Old Lady Novels & Stories

“Welcome back to the land of the living, Beatrice. I think I just blinked at her, probably looking dumb. “I’m afraid Angelica didn’t make it,” the old lady told me, her voice solemn. She took my hand in hers, and gently shoved the man aside with a chuckle, smiling mischievously as she prepared to take his place. “Brandon, make room!” the old lady said. She then sat down beside me on the couch.

It's Grandpa's birthday banquet, and yet my fiancee is working late again, missing her one chance to meet the family. My brother and his wife, still bitter about me taking the project from them, don't waste the opening. "What good is all his money when his fiancee can't even show up on a day this important? She clearly doesn't take him seriously." "That's why Archer's the smart one. He landed himself Claire Donovan, of all people. Even her throwaway gifts start at seven figures." I'm about to fire back when the familiar name stops me cold. My eyes lock onto the bracelet of dark wooden beads the butler carries in. It's identical to the one my fiancee just spent a fortune on a few days ago.

" I couldn't fathom how she was so quick to attribute Pete's actions to cowardice not like I was going to challenge the statement because, yunno my flawless face-beat was not something I was willing to risk over Catherine's extremely wild temper. "Now turn around and tell me what you see girl," She said while swirling my chair around to face the mirror. To say I was speechless was an understatement, the face that stared back at me was not mine. A few drops of tears fell before I could hold them in. This was the closest I've ever been to perfection. "Do I see tears? Well, if you ruin this perfectly set face-beat, be rest assured that I won't be forgiving you in a hurry." Catherine snapped.

She gets trampled upon like she's garbage? "Ava what did he say?", The old lady was patting her hair gently while letting her cry freely in her arms. "Grandma... I got the biggest insult of my life today. He needs someone who's pretty, elegant, modest, sophisticated... So I'm not none of this? I know we are poor but why run it on my face?", The old lady stroked her hair for a few seconds pondering on what to say to the crestfallen dainty figure in her arms.

“Grandma, are you okay? How did you get this dirty? Did you fall? Where’s your guardian?” “M-My daughter... d-did you come home? D-Did you bring the cabbages?” said by the old lady who ignored Madison and approached Mallory again. Mallory keeps stepping back when she tries to approach her. “Don’t touch me you old lady! Do you know how expensive this top is?! Ah! It’s now ruined!”

This old lady was, no doubt, making a joke out of herself. “Hmph. Do you truly think you’re my elderly just because I address you as such?” Fane did not back down when he saw how she rushed up to him without holding back and even activated her Chi. Scoffing at her, he tightened his fist before he threw it to intercept her attack. ‘This young man dares to stand his ground still, forcefully resisting me?’ The old lady’s heart dropped when she saw how Fane still stood up bravely against her.

"You- Alexa snapped her gaze back to the old lady in surprise.. "You mannerless child! I've been prepped about you..and I see that you need a lot of fixing before the year runs out!" Shocked and surprised at the old lady's domineering tone and attitude, Alexa gulped down nervously.. Here she thought the oldie was a weak woman who could die any second but she was totally wrong, because in the next second, she was shoved aside by the woman who walked into her apartment.. And worse of it all, she wasn't even using her walking stick..

The old woman who came in had white hair, and her face was full of wrinkles. With a crutch in her hand, her age was about the same as Holden’s… No, now after Holden took the rejuvenation pills given by Alex, his appearance had changed significantly. He looked like he was fifty or sixty years old. In contrast, this old woman could be seventy or eighty years old. The most chilling was that there was a very deep and long scar on her face. It was as if she was just injured, and the scar scab had not yet fallen.

Before Ruby could react, the old lady darted forward. And grabbed her wrist in a surprisingly strong grip. Granddaughter-in-law, she declared. Don't you dare run away from me again.

They studied me like an object they intended to break down. “Young lady, how did you meet this jerk? After the death of our daughter, his world came crashing and he chose to leave everything behind.” The elderly lady said, I couldn't stop glaring at her because she was looking so pretty. Her hair was white but very pretty and her eyes were tiny just like the way her skin glowed. The surprising part was how such an old lady had such a great dressing sense. Her skin was matching with the red gown she was putting on. As well as her black heels, I was still staring before he pinched me hard.