Mom Mother Trolls 소설 & 이야기

“Will you buy me some cream cake?” Tally smirks, “I will, however, you should say that I’m beautiful too.” She said, she still can’t move on to what happened earlier. “Err-, I think you are beautiful too but not like my mom.” Clyde hesitantly replies to her, making Tally scoff. “Tsk, still keeping your loyalty to your mom. Let’s go, maybe if I buy him many cream cakes, he will finally be considered that I’m more beautiful than you.” She jokingly said again.

As I lift Sia up, she looks unsure. “But what if Daddy is gone?” she whispers, making my heart squeeze. Oh, my baby. “He won’t go, I promise you,” I say gently. She’s about to reply when the sound of shouting reaches my ears and I frown. Women’s voices… “Zion!” I say as he rushes to the window. Is that my Mom shouting? “Oh, no Mommy! It’s the troll!” Zion says, staring wide-eyed at me. My eyes widen, and I know exactly who he means.

She grabbed my crotch and gave it a soft squeeze as if to send her point home. We sat and ate our meal and cleaned up our mess. Since it was Saturday mom told the staff to stay away for the weekend as she wanted us to be alone. After all, it wouldn't look right having mother blowing me in front of the hired help. After the dishes were picked up mom and I spent the next three hours going over some of the simple tasks one had to accomplish if he/she were to try to cast a spell...... on anyone. It was not very hard to pick up and mom said it was because I was a full blooded warlock. She went on to explain that if either parent is not a witch/warlock the offspring would have a harder time and po

Something my mother devised. “Give me their fucking names!” Tristan squeezes her jaw. “Tell me where I can find them, you witch!” Mom spits on Tristan’s face, cackling like a maniac. “Drink piss, Boy-fucker!” Tristan’s fist flies to Mom’s face, but I cry out mid-punch. “Hunter!” His pants ring as he fights for control. Mom’s laugh builds to an eerie crescendo, and for a second, I almost believe Tristan. The pleasure builds despite everything: despite Mom’s blood on the floor, Tristan’s blazing eyes watching, the hound's growls, my soul screaming NO.

“Mum had something to do. You know it's your birthday soon and you wanted an alien themed party. She had to go all the way to the Vampires to get your costumes.” The twins gasped. “But won't she get eaten by a vampire? I heard they have sharp teeth and long nails.” Lana cooed as if agreeing. “Have you seen mum? Pssh, she'll never get eaten. She's the Queen. Her wolf is as big as this house.” The twins giggled and whispered something to each other. “What about dad? What is he like? Is he as big as the world?” Maybe Milo didn't think this through. I couldn't help my laughter as he froze, not knowing what to answer.

“Hold up. So magic is real? Next, you’re gonna tell me vampires exist.” Mom laughed. “My dear, we’re werewolves. We shift into giant wolves at will, and this is what surprises you?” “Well, yeah! It’s just normal for us. It’s not like you shoot laser beams from your eyes,” Ares grumbled. I smirked. “Say that to a human and see what they think.” He laughed. “Good point. But seriously… do vampires exist?” Mom hesitated. “I have never seen one myself. But… I have seen demons.”

“Trolls! Welcome our latest victims—did I say victims? I meant members!” Laughter erupted from the crowd. Raven raised a hand and the laughter dissolved. “I need a volunteer to wrestle them,” she continued. “Let’s see how fast their bones snap!” A troll stepped forward. He was massive—twice my height, thick with muscle, his skin the color of wet clay. “I’ll break them in two!” he bellowed, slamming a keg to the ground. The crowd cheered louder. I stepped forward. They laughed harder. “She’s serious?” one jeered.

So, I pushed the bowl toward Lilly and said, “Lily, you’re pregnant. You should drink it first. I’ll get more.” “No!” Rosemary and Jasper said at the same time. They sounded tense and impatient. “What’s wrong?” I pretended not to understand. Rosemary and Jasper pretended to be clueless as well. They stammered and failed to say anything for a long time. In the end, Lily explained, “Mom’s trying to make things right and apologize. You can’t just throw it back in her face.” She then pushed the bowl back toward me. “Yeah, yeah. Just drink it.” Rosemary and Jasper nodded in agreement.

I don't know how life would be without these fools. "Quick question honey but did you use protection." Lena asked. She is the mama bear of the squad. "Yes, mama. We used protection." "That's great I just wanted to make sure I wasn't going to become an aunt any time soon." "What you hate kids?" Chelsea asked playfully shoving her. Lena slapped her hand off her shoulders and looked back at me giving me that serious scary mama look the one that my mama even never gave me. "Don't get me wrong barbie doll. I love kids and all kids love me.

There was no doubt that there was something weird about her. “Come on!” She gestured with her hands, and it was then Lola saw what she was dealing with. Mrs Grendel, her mother, was standing Beside an Elk. The moment Lola saw that, she immediately stood still, and was Almost lost in thought when she saw it. Lola was in amazement until her mother yelled out again. Lola didn't waste time. She rushed towards where Mrs Grendel stood. Once Lola got there, she climbed on the Elk, and got comfortable before Mrs Grendel got on as well.