Jirou X Momo Novels & Stories

They both looked at each other and giggled so much that my eyes widened. "Guys?" I called to both of them so they were able to stand up. I breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Mira who was now looking bad on her two siblings. They always have a tendency to tease each other but you would never think that they can protect each other. I think that's just how they show their love for each other because Yanyan, Blue, Red, Black and Dark are the same. "Mommy, we are not doing anything. I swear," Jiro pleaded.

You're right," she said. Just then, their phones chimed at the same time. They pulled out their phones and tapped on the notifications. "Moms, when are you coming home? The other Moms are already here. It's my birthday today. I'm going to get angry if you don't come home soon." William's childish whining echoed through the room. Both Gloria and Joanne smiled at the same time. They carefully lifted their phones and sent voice messages to William to coax him. It was a familiar sight. They used to coax me like that in the past.

“Mommy!” “Your mommy is dead, little brat!” The woman spat at her. "I'll only let go of your hair if you show me your father's safe." Jenny got increasingly angry when she saw how loud Hayley’s cries were getting, landing two slaps on her face so she would keep quiet.

he replied as he put his cell phone back into his pocket. Zou nodded, "Oiya, Mama Mona is sick? What's the pain? Is it bad? How come Zou doesn't know?" Zou showered Jeno with a series of questions. Since childhood, Zou has called Jeno's mother as Mama, the same as Jeno. Because it was Mona-mama Jeno herself who asked for it, and Zou happily called her mama. Count to treat his longing for his mother, moreover Mona gives Zou the same affection as Jeno.

Chapter Fifteen "History repeats itself." And then Mommy smiled bitterly as she looked at Jiro and Aria dancing. Aria was holding two fire balls while Jiro was behind her and holding both of her hips. He is slowly grinding Jiro's back and just by staring at them I know both of them are turned on because of that erotic dance that Aria we're doing. Mom kissed me on my cheeks. "It's never too late Hija, you can find someone else." Mommy told me and then she left me.

Mom continued screaming, "You're going to stop caring about me too! I'm your mother! You're just the same as that damn father of yours! You just want to abandon me!" She then collapsed onto the floor, pounding her fist against it, crying and screaming her heart out. This scene had happened countless times in my past life. Every time I resisted her, even a little, she would throw a huge tantrum and lament how hard her life had been and how ungrateful and disrespectful I was to her.

She got off the motorbike hastily and questioned, “Momo, what’s up? Why are you here?” “Mommy, Mommy, you’re finally back! Waa… Momo saw your clip, Momo is terrified…! Waa…!” Chris ran into her arms with his short and chubby legs. Charmine frowned. “What clip?” “This, the one where you jumped off the building to save this woman…! Waa… Momo is scared! Scared of Mommy getting hurt, scared of Mommy leaving Momo. After so many years, Momo finally found a Mommy that Momo likes… Waa…!” Chris sobbed as he handed his phone to Charmine.

There was pumpkin soup and braised ribs as well as a few of my other favorite dishes. Mom placed my photo in the center of the dining table. She poured a glass of fruit juice for me and a glass of wine for herself. She then lifted her glass and clinked it gently against my photo. "Merry Christmas, Claire." Tears streamed down her cheeks as she took a sip of the wine. She smiled and said, "I'm doing well. I'm not scared of being ridiculed anymore, and I also stopped fretting over the little things. Don't worry. I'm going to live a good life on your behalf."