Momo Momozono Novels & Stories

A release so he could function around Mom. But the rationalization felt hollow as another loud moan tore through the wall. Mom was cumming, loud and shameless. Marcus growled her name, or something close to it, and the thrusting sounds grew erratic and brutal. I could almost feel the impact of his hips, the way his balls would slap against her. My own body betrayed me, pulsing with empty need. I was so wet that it had soaked through to the sheets beneath me.

Mo Sheng got his cue and spoke up, “Hey, hey, your son is also here. Do you only see your grandson, mom?” Mother Mo disdainfully looked at his youngest son and answered, “That’s right, I only see my dear grandson, so what? Tsk, look at your head, those red hairs. It looks like a monkey’s butt.” “What? Monkey’s butt? Mom, how can you describe your good son’s hair like that? Are you sure I am not adopted?” shouted Mo Sheng exasperatedly. Mother Mo replied, “What about it? Go look at yourself in the mirror and you will get the answer.”

Even the lords of the Kazakares and the giants of Humshu island attended. Lord Yokohama Yokozuna came dressed in the red armor of his clan. The Yokozuna is a clan of big dark-haired people with an even bigger temper to go with their body weight, this earned them the nickname "raging canons" among enemies and companions alike. Their beasts, the Maitzu are huge-shelled creatures. This allowed them to be able to build structures on their backs and attack from them. A raging Maitzu is unstoppable and no building can stand in its way for long. The Yokozuna clan is the best infantry in all of the human kingdoms and arguably the best in the whole of Mundillum.

Yara said smiling. "You know what, Mooma, Sky's big brother is too kind. He helped me in doing my assignments." Dream said that made Emma furrowed her forehead and looked at Yara. "And he's handsome too." Dream continued. "Really?" Emma asked. "Yes, Mooma. Mommy's new bosses are handsome too but Big brother Kenzo is the handsomest of them all." Dream said. "Kenzo?" Emma asked. "Do you know him, Mooma?" Dream asked. "His name sounds familiar." Emma said.

Selene appeared in front of the little me and I stopped crying instantly, launching myself into her arms. “Mumma I’m hungry” little me cried. I called her ‘Mumma’. I don’t remember that. I don’t remember having a mother or even thinking that I had a mother. Selene pulled me from her arms and sat me back on the ground. She waved her hands in front of her and a plate of meat and vegetables appeared. Little me squealed excitedly and dug into the food, basically inhaling it. Watching the scene, another wave washed through me. I remember the taste of the food that she often brought me. I remember her playing with me, bathing me, brushing my hair. I remember her taking care of me when I needed her

I tried to think of happy thoughts too to forget about the sad ones. My mom went to Tagaytay to visit our business and she will stay there for a week. I need to do something productive today but my mind tells me to relax and do nothing. Being lazy for once is not bad. My phone vibrates and I pick it beside me. It’s Devon and he is asking me if I will go to school but I didn’t reply because I still don’t know yet. I put my phone down and closed my eyes again.

"I'm sorry. Mommy is sorry. Mommy is late." "From now on, Mommy will never leave you again."

You're right," she said. Just then, their phones chimed at the same time. They pulled out their phones and tapped on the notifications. "Moms, when are you coming home? The other Moms are already here. It's my birthday today. I'm going to get angry if you don't come home soon." William's childish whining echoed through the room. Both Gloria and Joanne smiled at the same time. They carefully lifted their phones and sent voice messages to William to coax him. It was a familiar sight. They used to coax me like that in the past.

Instead, she kept shouting, "Come back! I've learned my lesson! I'll never talk about you ridiculing me again! Please come back!" I floated next to her, wanting to wipe the tears from her face, but my hand phased through her cheek. I couldn't touch her. It turned out that after a person died, they couldn't do anything for their loved ones. I watched as Mom sank to her knees on the ice. She pressed her forehead to the icy surface and began knocking her forehead against it. She repeated the same words over and over again. "I was wrong." It didn't take long before her forehead turned red. She started bleeding, but she seemed to be oblivious to the pain. She continued knocking her head against t

Phoebe Liam is holding my hand while I call Adrian. The long empty beeps are excruciating, and when Adrian finally picks up his phone, my heart is beating so hard I’m afraid I might pass out. I’m so nervous to hear about what happened to my mom. Is she still alive, or did she...die? “Adrian,” I breathe. “It’s me.” He is silent for a little while before he chuckles in amusement. “I can tell.”