Matilda Meme Novels & Stories

Matilda is known as a crazy lady in the pack village, no one wishes to associate with her ever since she lost her husband, her child, and her sanity —they all called her a witch. But, Shawn and Lady Macbeth we're an exception —they knew the lady needed care and not negligence. "You are here to seek about the alpha slave who possesses the mark on his chest," Matilda revealed, her boisterous laughter resonating eerily from the room. Shawn trembled a bit as he moved close to Lady Macbeth, as much as he used to come to this place most times with Lady Macbeth —he still fears the old crazy lady who loves hiding inside her room whenever they come by to see her.

Matilda’s expressions changed. “You might think I am one of those sluts?” said Matilda, smiling. “No, No of course not, yeah when I first saw you I thought you might be one of those sluts he has hands on, but after talking to you I realize you are different” she said smiling. Matilda smiles in return. “So I saw some pregnancy neutrons in the kitchen, amm you are pregnant?” asked Nina, breaking the silence. “Yeah I am pregnant” said Matilda smiling. “Congratulations” said Nina.

she said excitedly pulling me over to them. "Well wow, he is beautiful." "Right! But he's gay and doesn't want me," Robyn said taking her tongue out and rolling her eyes, my eyes bulged out of their eye-sockets as I looked at Robyn. "Don't mind her deary, she always had a fast mouth!" the woman said lightly slapping Robyn's arm. "My name is Matilda, and I was this little mouses-" "Grandmother she never had!" Robyn answered for her and I smiled.

She regretted that she had made the mistake of coming back at all. "Nazi!!" called out Magdalena, "Mother, are you home?!" Something made a noise inside the shack. Clearly, someone was home. “Mom!! Aunt Tamia, are you in there?” Magdalena shouted. The wooden door slowly opened, and a frightening-looking woman appeared in the doorway. It was not aunt Tamia, whose face had been deformed since childhood. It was Nazi, Magdalena’s mother.

" It's our pleasure to meet such a beautiful woman." I smiled at their compliment and turned back to Evelyn. "Mum, where is Matilda? Is she not supposed to be here?" I asked. "Here am I" I looked up so as others. Looking for the trouble maker and here she emerges. She walked inside the room looking beautiful as always. Her hair was packed up in a ponytail bun. She wore a pair of bun shorts with a blue t-shirt. Her beautiful smooth long attractive legs were all on display. "Lazy ass, you are still waking up?" I rolled my eyes at her question.

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"Noisy!" Dr Clemente grabs Morgan's mother by her. Matilda feels an excruciating pain on her head, as if she goes bald if he adds a little more force. But she never cries to save her. She endures the pain silently and smiles at her family. "I'm fine. Don't worry about me." Matilda says. "I'm too old to live." "Ma!" Morgan's face turns scarlet. "Clemente, you are worse than a monster!"

“Who are you?” I asked and she lifted a brow surprisingly. “Are you kidding me?” She scoffed. “You are pretending you don’t know me, right? Wow!” She clapped her hands. “Seriously, I don’t know you. Who are you?” I asked again. “Blair? What da! Are you trying to make a fool out of me?” She stepped forward, pointing to her chest. “Matilda, leave Blair alone!” Raymond commanded. “She doesn’t remember you or anyone in this family. She has lost her memory.”

Matilda's words made Ruby freeze. She stared at her for a few seconds, too shocked to react. Mrs. Anderson is my mother. The thought almost escaped her lips, then she shook her head. Matilda had severe Alzheimer's. She probably had no idea what she was saying. Besides, how would she know anything about the Anderson family? No, she's not, Grandma, she said gently, forcing a light smile. Just because we look a little similar doesn't mean we're related.

"What is this? Why is there something like this here?" "Matilda, what are you doing?!"