Kusina Ni Lola Novels & Stories

Hindi man lang niya ako binati. Naiiling na nagpunas ng kamay si Lola bago ako nilapitan. May nakakalokong ngisi ito sa labi. “Konting suyo lang hija.” Saka siya kumindat sa akin at umalis. Kagat-labi kong pinagmasdan ang paggalaw ni Axl sa ginagawa niya. Dahan-dahan akong lumapit at sumandal sa kitchen island kung saan niya ginagayat ang mga ingredients sa iluluto niya siguro.

I rolled my eyes in the air. A smile crept through my lips as I watch Jacob continued to laugh. I wandered. I was about to spoke but Lola came out from nowhere. "Oh! What's with the laugh and the shirt on the floor. Are we having some intimate scene in here?" She smiled. Lola placed the juice on the table. She turned off the music. She then sat in front of us as she takes a bite of the banana cake. "Go, grandchild. Fuck, Keatton. Stick your dick to this young man's ass," she then took a sip of the apple juice.

I'll never forget his words that almost brought me to tears. "My Alpha, we do not mean to disobey. But our Luna has been taken from us. Now that you have found your mate, our pack is incomplete until she has been returned to the safety of our walls. You cannot expect us to stay here and wait for you to return. Our Luna needs us. We may not be as strong as some of your warriors anymore, but we are capable and willing to fight. Please do not make us stay behind when our Luna needs us. The dishonour of not being able to do our part for our pack would put us in an early grave."

There was a pause—thick, uncomfortable silence as the word Luna settled into the space between them. Nina blinked. Then she recovered quickly, her smile sharp and feline. “How charming. I didn’t think Knox had the temperament to manage a mate. Let alone someone with your… interesting presence.” Lydia smiled wider. “Interesting is better than forgettable, isn’t it?” Knox coughed into his hand, clearly stifling a laugh. Nina’s eyes flashed. “Well, I suppose it makes sense. Some of us are chosen by birth. Others… settle where they can.”

Lola and Lolo is a term widely used by Filipinos to address their grandmothers and grandfathers. “It's nothing,” they replied. "This place is great." I switched my gaze to my friends. “You, guys. I wasn’t expecting that you, all, will prepare something like this,” I said, looking at them generally. I felt a bead of tears formulate in the corner of my eyes. My heart was already in tears, tears of joy. “I appreciate this one,” I continued, my voice cracking. Who wouldn’t? It’s my first time to witness something like this, a surprise prepared for me. I slide down a finger on the bridge of my nose, I don’t know what to say. “I am grateful beyond words, guys. Ano pa ba? I really don’t know what t

"What if Olive has something that might be embarrassing in your eyes? Would you still approve?" Kalina's eyes were full of questions. "Because... this could be a special consideration for your blessing," Olive smiled faintly. "Come on, Mom. Let's go shopping." Lotek : Lotek is a popular Indonesian dish, specifically a type of salad. It is often associated with Sundanese cuisine, which originates from West Java, Indonesia. Lotek typically consists of various blanched or steamed vegetables, such as cabbage, spinach, bean sprouts, and long beans, mixed with tofu and sometimes hard-boiled eggs.

Lola placed a pan over the open flame with a bit of butter stepping over to the toaster she added bread to it. Moving back to the pan to give it a swirl. The steady thwack, thwack of Lu chopping the chives at the counter was soothing as she moved about the kitchen. The toast popped up and Lola grabbed it from the toaster, moving it between her hands as she grabbed a plate. “What magic is that?” “The toaster?” Lola asked. “Toaster.” Lu repeated, watching as Lola added more slices to the slim silver device and pressing the little lever.

I can’t help but keep falling in love with him over and over again. My thoughts are interrupted when my mobile begins to beep. Seeing the caller ID, I immediately answer the call. “Hello” “Luna” it is Mustapha from the other end, “we found out that for the past three years, Natalia has been cohabiting with a witch from the Zu clan”

She was the best and only mate I would have and no one else. As I finished my speech which was longer than anyone else. We were ready to bury her so she became one with the earth. But before we could do that, an unknown woman walked into the funeral room, “What are you guys doing?“ The woman asked in a confused tone. “Sorry, we are not seeing anyone today, we're having a funeral for the Luna.” A fellow warrior said. “Funeral?... for who?“ She questioned “Our Luna, Jackqualine Moon” Jacob answered.

“Wanna Open?” “Hindi satin yan! Baka multuhin pa tayo ni Lola!” sagot naman niya kaagad. “Oh please! I'm telling you mas matutuwa tayo kung mumultuhin talaga tayo ni Lola. Come on! Hindi ka ba nacu-curious?!”