Loving Aunt Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

"I know you're slowly forgiving yourself, I wish for you to heal successfully. Have you visited your Ate yet?" "Not yet," I wiped away my tears. "I-I'm afraid I'll break down. I-I'm afraid, Auntie ... that I might not be able to see Cousin’s tombstone." "It will hurt at first," Auntie smiled, her eyes started swelling for unshed tears. "It will pain you seeing your love ones like that but you'll get used to it." "People tend to sacrifice for their love ones," Auntie smiled at me. "Trust me. You'll get through the pain."

"Aunt. Please. Quickly. Aunt." My aunt was already moving. She had spent forty years as a nurse before she had retired. She crossed the room in three strides and pressed her fingers against my father's neck. She stood there for a long moment. Then she lowered her hand. She looked at me. She did not speak. The room erupted. My uncles had appeared in the doorway behind her, drawn by the sudden tension in her face, and the moment they understood what had happened, the room dissolved into the quiet, terrible weeping of a family that had been waiting for this and had still not been ready for it.

Not caring about the aunt who was fourth only to mistreating her in the first life, she went outside, perfectly not hearing the erratic murmurs of her aunt. - "Demon. It's a demon!" Aunt Lina did not even mind the dirty ground as she huddled in the corner, hugged her whole body, shivers running down to her spine when she remembered the darkness without any whiteness on her niece's eyes. The gloomy cloud that hovered above her niece that also seemed to have eyes, staring at her coldly, making her unable to breath and feeling she was on the other end of her death. "A demon...." erratic murmurs continued inside Chaira's dirty room as Chaira finally stepped into the stairs.

For a moment, I felt powerless because I couldn't run away from here. "I brought you a cup of coffee," my aunt says, as the door opens abruptly. My face changes drastically. I don't want her to see me upset. "Thank you, my dear aunt. I knew you were dying to bring me some." "Oh, were you telling her that the coffee would come included with the love of your life?" she says in a sugary voice. "Our aunt, if you want, you can leave us alone. Harper needs me to give him a couple of instructions since they are loading things onto the moving truck."

My fingertips massaged her thigh muscle, “Don’t worry. Maybe after I hear whatever Dante has to say, we can ask him about it. He’s got a lot of connections.” She forced another smile, nodding softly before returning her gaze to the passing trees. My thoughts are halted as I pull up to the familiar cottage nestled in the middle of nowhere. Smoke billows from the stone chimney, but what catches my eye is my aunt standing with her arms crossed over her chest and an angry glint in her eyes. The moment I stepped out of the vehicle, she began shouting, “Boy, you better start explaining yourself and fast.”

Badly. "Hi Aunt Kitty!" the girl said as she got into the car and wrapped her arms around her aunt. Kitty hugged her back, feeling the girl's breasts against her own and smelling the delightful scent of the girls shampoo and perfume. She wanted to seal the deal now. Chapter 8: A Different Mother

Chapter # Who the Hell Invited Her *Aunt Funda* “What is she doing here?” Aunt Funda exploded as soon as the door closed behind them. It was a miracle she had held back until now. But her patience ended, and she was on a warpath. And then it wasn’t long before Aunt Funda located her first victim.

I added, walking out. Love my foot. How can I fall in love? Tsh. Love is for the weak hearted. I cannot be so stupid to leave my heart at the mercy of a stranger who might end up playing with it. I will never fall for anyone rather they will be the ones to fall for me. I got downstairs and met Aunt seated on the couch watching her favorite television series. "Hi Aunt" I greeted, joining her on the couch. She looked up at me surprised "Alex? You haven't gone to the office yet?"

And a silent desire for his touch. By the time I reached my aunt’s house, the sun had dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in deep purples and blues. The familiar scent of cedar and rosemary greeted me as I knocked on the weathered door. It swung open almost immediately, and Aunt Lila’s warm, smiling face appeared. “Trinity!” she exclaimed, pulling me into a tight hug. “Oh, my dear girl, it’s been too long!” Her enthusiasm was a stark contrast to the dark thoughts swirling in my mind. “Hi, Aunt Lila,” I mumbled, managing a faint smile.

She didn’t speak but shut the door on my face. I know she is currently very angry with me. “ Aunt, please open the door. I know you are currently angry at me. But please listen to my words.” “ Aunt, please open the door.” I rang the bell. I waited for a few minutes. Before my thoughts could change. My aunt opened the door. “ Come inside.” My aunt said, I took my steps inside. “ Why are you here?” “ There is nothing to take away from us.” My aunt said full of grief.