Momma Knows Best Tangled Novels & Stories

She was enjoying her movie ‘Kpop Demon Hunters’ Her fingers were clutching at the blanket as her eyes got teary while watching one of the movie characters, Jinu, sacrifice himself, but just then, a call interrupted her movie. “ Arghhhh,” she grunted in anger. She hated all sorts of interruptions when watching a movie. She glared at her screen, at the caller name and her anger eased when she saw who it was. She had saved the contact with ‘ Second Mum' with a love emoji. That's Tamara’s mother, and a part of her knows what the call was all about, but it breaks her heart, cause she loves Mrs. Trumpour so much, she was like a mother to her even before her mom died. But now, she isn't sure if she

"Momma's coming?" I smiled, felt it burn in my cheeks. "She's going to help Jessa with the wedding planning." "You've got to get Eden out of there." Everyone, on both sides of the phone call, went silent. Tali cleared her throat. "What did you just say to me?" Mas licked his lips. Shook his head. "Not for that reason. She is terrified of Momma. And Papa." "Well, she's part of the girl squad, so we'll protect her. Which is more than we can say for you. Deep shit, Mas. Deepest of deep shit." Tali ended the call before anyone could say anything else.

Mom was coming out right when i stopped at their door, she almost bumped right into me, when i saw her, my mouth dropped open, She was wearing black ripped jeans, a black shirt with spiked knee high boots, her hair was in a high ponytail, shaking my head i gently pushed her back into the room telling her sit down, she looked confused but sat down anyway, “Mom you look hot as h3ll, but i don't like the high ponytail, you look like your going through something like that,” i took out her ponytail, brushed it so it wasn't tangled, my mom had dark long hair, it was almost down to her a$$. so i decided to cut it, we had an hour left, So why not, i cut it where it was in the middle of her back, i

He probably thought he'd won, that his little trap had worked. My hand tightened around my phone. This was a nightmare. Just when I thought I was ready to fight Hector on my own terms, a new, more immediate threat had emerged. My life had truly become a tangled web of secrets and demands, and now, Debby, Hector's loyal spy, held a very sharp knife.

The kink factor of them being mother and daughter kicked things up a notch and she could see Jack was having a ball! "Suck me Alannah, oh God Jack, isn't she fucking good? Okay, okay ... Mum, you have to stop, I have to get Jack's cock in me now, I just have to fuck this cock that you've been raving about. He's so big and hard, isn't he?" Tara climbed on top of Jack and lowered her slim, dark body onto his cock, his tanned skin contrasting with her own, his blonde hair a bit tousled. Alannah's dark eyes met her lover's near-emerald eyes and she too, mounted Jack, riding his face so she and her daughter-turned-lover could continue to play with each other as well.

I said with a big smile. “Oh, honey. If you think I am going to let you hide behind my Godpup, you are mistaken. I spoke with Dr. Cannon and there is still a lot you can do and I can do to you that will not put the pup in any danger whatsoever. So in short. Your not-so-little ass is mine.” Tara said, winking at my mom. Oh shit, she and my mom are in this together. I am officially in trouble. No one can save me.

I grabbed the bras and thongs tangled in the sheets. “Wait, you're forgetting these,” I scrunched up my nose, “and these sheets stink! Why do you keep forgetting to put them in the washer?” “My bad, honey. I was playing with my vibrator last night, I must have made a mess.” She raised the suitcase and kissed me on the cheek, “Be a darling and put those in for me, will you? And watch your dad, don't let him bring any whore into my house.” Sighing, I followed my mom to the car outside. Once she drove away, I stepped back in and took the dirty laundry to the washroom.

So when Agatha rushed in, such a relief I sighed, gave her the prescription, and rushed to see who was there. "How are you feeling now, Aunt?" Charlie asked softly. First time hearing her voice so calm. She was hugging an older woman with white hair who looked critically ill on the bed. Then Greg came in from the other room and hugged Charlie tightly from behind. That shouldn't have gotten to me. But it did. In the wrongest kind of way ever. He squeezed her palm like they were lovers in a movie. Must be his mum. Carl said. He wasn't wrong about that.

ELENA My back was ramrod straight. All I could feel was the tension through me. It took a little bit longer cutting into my pancakes. For the life of me, I prayed that no one noticed. My appetite was replaced with the anxiety that was crawling within the walls of my belly. It was impossible to focus on anything else but my sweaty palms. “Sweetie, are you alright?” My mom's voice reverted me back to reality. My shoulders flinched slightly as I met her gaze.

I murmured. Arrow’s smile widened. Too calm. Too sharp. “Of course. But worry can be dangerous, can’t it? It creates attachments. Attachments lead to interference.” He stepped closer, his fingers brushing a strand of hair behind my ear. His touch was feather-light, but my heart thundered. 💓 “You wouldn’t want anyone interfering, would you, Palmer?” I shook my head quickly. “No.” “Good girl.” The words were velvet and poison. He kissed my forehead, lingering a moment too long, then whispered, “You belong to me. Don’t forget that.”