Menantu Novels & Stories

Greta gasped in horror " horrible, horrible .. what has your mother taught you ? Where are your manners ! I can't even believe that you are my grandchildren - none of them has ever been so impolite , so rude , so -" " You know what Greta , our mother did a better job than Jonathan , who abandoned his family for a bitch that he has been fucking for years behind his wife's back " Chris puffed out a breath " and just because Your son donated his sperm , doesn't really make you our grandmother , we have seen each other for like four or five times ? Our family's milkman has seen us more than you have "

Maybe this is the reason why she doesn’t have a husband or children. “My biological father died, killed by his mistress when I turned three. I have eleven siblings, they’re all boys and I am the only daughter my mother had. You might think at this moment that I’m a princess in our family tree.” She chuckles awkwardly. “Well, I too wished for that when I was young because——in my time, being a female is a curse! When I turned twelve, my mother had to work far away from the village where we lived so she could earn enough money to raised all her anak. Anak in Filipino means——offspring or baby or son or daughter. I thought if I’d be left alone at home, I’d be a princess since I’m the only daughte

Eka's status is the daughter-in-law of the Wijaya Family. "Grandpa is here too?" asked Dika, immediately recognizing the figure of a middle-aged man, who sat next to Teguh Saputra. "Yes, Arkana invited you, Grandpa," replied Bambang Wijaya, while throwing a smile at Arkana there. "I really miss you, Grandpa," Eka said in a spoiled tone, as she clung to the middle-aged man's arm. "Grandpa also really misses Grandpa's favorite granddaughter, who is the most fussy and nagging." Bambang teased Eka back while tugging on her tiny nose.

He swings his club far back and hits the ball, sending it flying high into the air. "Anthony, you just told me something I would have preferred not to hear. I have, but only one child. A daughter. I'm sure you understand, what with Sebastian being your only offspring. He wasn't able to make it to lunch either, last weekend. I hope there's no trouble?"

After all, they looked to be of the same age. “No, I’m not” Indra shook his head with a smile as he responded in the negative. Seeing the look of surprise on Mane’s face he explained thusly, “Although I look this young I’m actually older than your father by several millions of years. I am considered as a member of the younger generation in the god society, but that doesn’t mean that I am young. In human terms, I am old enough to be an ancestor.” “I am confused. If you are part of the younger generation, then what generation does my father belong to?” Mane wondered. Indra claimed that he was older than his father by at least a million years. If he was considered young, then how did they regar

Mga elders pa naman namin ang mga matandang to. Oh well, its not like I care about it even a bit. They are just the Older Generation while we are the young ancestors. That's all, there is no feeling involved at all. I braced myself before I reveal a tiny smile, if I was to say, a fake smile, I think? And then greet, "Mellanei Mae Crammer, Eldest Daughter of my Mother, Flower Angel. And, its not so nice to finally meet the homewrecker and its ancestors"

How could I tell this man, who revered tradition and the mate bond above all, that his beloved grandson had failed me utterly as a mate? His expression softened slightly, his wrinkles deepening as concern shadowed his features. “I know his behavior has been... difficult,” Elder William admitted, stroking his silver beard thoughtfully. “But you must understand, Audrey, he has carried many burdens. The loss of his mother, the complications with his stepfamily... they’ve shaped him.”

Luna. Holy shit. Azren turns towards two elderly men in matching armchairs. "Grandpops Mathew and Grandpops Denzel," he says, his voice fond. "Matthew's my mum's dad. Denzel is my dad's. They finish each other's sentences. They also finish each other's fights. Don't get between them." Denzel raises his glass. "She's prettier than you deserve, boy." Matthew chuckles. "Much prettier." I blush so hard my face feels like it's on fire. He introduces me to a couple more people. They're all so gorgeous, it's unfair.

“Mom, who's that useless fool?” My mom sighed, moving closer and lacing her fingers with mine. “He's Kai, your dad's relative. Your grandfather Marcus had your dad, Axton as an only child. But Marcus’s brother, Thor, has over five sons and they are the ones causing you trouble. We need to appease them and convince them that you're a worthy successor in the business so that you will have peace and prosperity, but you must play along. These people are powerful individuals and they can make life very difficult for you if you don't follow orders. Do you understand?”

She turned around and asked Monique curiously, "Mommy, why did Eldest Young Madam say that we're part of the same family as this Grandpa?" When Su Zhenxing heard Little Nomi's soft voice, he turned around. Then he saw Little Nomi looking at himself curiously with a pair of big black eyes. "Because he's your mom's father, and you have to call him grandpa." Monique gently stroked Little Nomi's head and said softly. Tears instantly welled up in Su Zhenxing's eyes. Although Monique had never said that she would forgive himself, She didn't call him Dad either.