Mina X Momo Novels & Stories

It then speaks to her in some ancient language. "I AM BACK MY LOVE.MY LOVE AKKUSA". The mummy then puts his hand on her face and leans forward to kiss her. But she regains herself and push him off. She then takes time to let her mind to be processed and comes back in reality. "Whoa whoa man .I am not your LOVE and i don't even know WHO YOU are rather than THE MUMMY TITTLE. So please let me go and i promise I will make it a blind eye.please?"

Watching her daughter get killed by another Death Row Infantry-woman haunted her every night. “You’re pretty like my mommy,” Lukas said. Olivia wanted to cry when Lukas told her she was pretty like his mom. “You think I’m pretty?” She giggled while bringing Lukas closer to her. “Yeah, you’re pretty like my mommy,” Lukas repeated, while running his miniature fingers across Olivia’s chin. Lukas wanted his father back, but looking at Olivia and touching her chin comforted him at the moment.

>> {{ Yes, uhm I was just wondering if you can do a joined called with your mom because my mom would like to converse with her, uhm please }} << Sure, no problem, but you told your mom about her? (( On the contrary young Alpha Kai, she told me everything, which includes about you )) << Wow, you two really do look exactly the same with the exception of the hair color, hello Luna Molina >> (( Hello son, it’s so nice to meet you and you also look a lot like your mom, not to be rude but we’re really pressed for time, can you connect her for me please )) << Of course, hand on >> the screen froze over and I saw a third window opened that said connecting before her face came into view

"Lady Matilda." "Mr. James," she replied, smiling warmly. "Good morning, sir. How can I help you?" "Meet Bisila," he said, gesturing toward her. "She’s the newest addition to our household. She'll be in charge of caring for my daughter-in-law." Lady Matilda’s smile widened, though Bisila could sense a slight hesitation in her eyes. "Welcome, young lady. It’s a pleasure to meet you." "You too, Matilda," Bisila replied with a nod.

Mum is looking beautiful like always in her casuals which she rarely wears as my dad loves to see her in sarees ;) And I was still in my morning outfit clicking selfies with mum when we heard Sam's loud annoying voice. We turned to see Sam in a white ripped jeans and a white blue shirt pairing with white shoes. She whistled looking at mum which caused me to roll my eyes. But smiled as I know my mum is rocking her casuals. Sam came and hugged mum whilst flirting with her. This girl starts with anyone at any moment!! My phone rang and it brought us out of our conversation. I took out my phone from my pocket and saw Pig 🐖 name flashing on the screen. I picked up and brought it towards my ear o

I don't want to have any conversation with her right now. Rejecting the call, and throwng the phone on the car's dashboard, I drop my head agest the head rest and growl. - Woman problans or daddy issues? - Fuck you. My live is a problem. - Who was on the phone? - My "stepmother". - I say, making quotation marks with my hands. Sousa rolls his eyes. - You have a complicated family. Your father's face is in the punching bag, you ignores your stepmother phone call, and you are in love with your new mommy.

"Okay, fine. I was a rebel. Happy?" "No. Say it properly. It was Veena, you, Messiah—" "How are you going to walk past that? Messiah is the shittiest. More than Veena actually," Boraxip argued. "Okay, I'll take that," Mom said. "Because I know now it's true," she giggled. "You've met...Uncle Messiah?" Monde spoke up with a frown, eyeing my mom. All traces of humour were gone between the two lovebirds as they quickly shared a look.

I sat beside her. She didn’t speak. Just curled her legs against me, her head on my shoulder. We sat like that for a while, just breathing the same air. I turned to kiss her cheek. And that’s when the door opened. Jason stood in the hallway, hair tousled, eyes squinting. “Mom?” We sprang apart. She sat upright, straightening her blanket. “Yes?” “What are you doing?” “I couldn’t sleep. Just having a glass of wine.” He looked at me.

The whole house and yard are bright even without a pole of electricity or cable because, like Jasper's house, they use a large solar panel to get electricity. I looked at Jasper when he held my hand tightly and turned around. "Why?" Jasper just glanced at me. "Nothing. "It just feels strange here." We went straight into the house, and a beautiful woman stood at the door. She is like Moana in real life. She is stunning, especially her eyes, which were staring at me. "Hey, guys, this is my mother, Minerva Winchell." Damon introduced his mom to us. "H-hello," I said. "I'm Ady."

"You made your choice. I made mine." "You can't be serious. This is—this is incest or something!" "Hardly. You're not his biological son. There's no blood relation between us whatsoever." I smiled sweetly. "Which makes this perfectly acceptable. Unconventional, perhaps. But perfectly legal." Caleb looked like he might vomit. "So," I continued, "as I was saying. You should call me Mom. Or Mother, if you prefer something more formal. I'm not picky." "I will never call you that." His voice shook with rage. "Never. Do you hear me? You're nothing. A nobody from a worthless pack. You think marrying my father changes anything?"