Momo Novels & Stories

"But I misremembered Master Jeevika's schedule—he's only coming tomorrow, so I went for nothing." "Master Jeevika?" Claire frowned, murmuring. "Actually, I think I've heard of that name before." Momo grinned. "He's quite famous—one of the youngest high monks in the country, whose insight into Buddhism far surpasses most. He has been traveling between every major temple for the past two years, giving sermons and blessing mystic items. And it's said that his charms are special." "Really?" Claire exclaimed in surprise. "Of course!" Momo nodded. "Actually, why don't we go together tomorrow morning? 7am, so that we won't be late for

Afterward, I remove the sheet covering my legs and get up completely. "MIMO!" I hear her yell again. "WAKE UP!" "I'm already awake!" I yell back at her while walking going to the bathroom. My name is Maria Isabela Monedero, known as Mimo, my nickname given by my late mother. My story life is like cinderella because her mother died and she got a stepmother and two lovely fucking stepsisters. Like me but the opposite, I have a sweet stepmother who has taken care of me since I was five years old. I'm lucky to have her, and I treat her as my real Mom. I also have two adopted older twin brothers named Jean and Jason. They are two years older than me, and despite being twins, they are super hot.

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,

-Mom- the girl ignorant of certain matters walked happily beside her mother -You imagine her being an alpha, or an omega, as she will feel- she exclaimed with enthusiasm and curiosity. -You will be a beta- said the mother with her hard voice, as always. -Mom, you cannot know that, after my accident there is nothing that indicates that it will be beta. You can't be more flexible on the subject- -Don't reply Silver. You will be a beta, I am sure of that and it is better for you, our future depends on today's result-

As long as you are able to afford the expensive membership card and you are a regular customer, you already have a name in this exclusive gay club. I have a name here too. And this is my chessboard. The moment I saw the anonymous booking with the name, Moranorebel, I was a little confused. Can it be Brandon? No, can't probably be right? He doesn't know I frequent here and the type of vibe Brandon gives off doesn't include one that visits gay clubs with an Alias like this. Which means only one thing. Moranorebel. I laughed. Loud. That arrogant, conflicted, shame-drenched little hot shit.

I did it anyway. “I’d like that, Lisa.” I said, leaning in. “Now, be a good girl and give me a kiss.” “Yes, Alpha.” Lisa replied seductively before planting a sloppy kiss on my lips. Atalanta did not have the reaction I hoped for; she simply looked at her food, which was very disappointing. Zev smirked at me, though. “I guess I can expect a sock on the door tonight….” I wanted to reply with something snarky, but I got a message on my phone instead. I recognized the sound; it was the tone I had assigned to mom. It was a little oehoe sound because mom is fascinated by owls.

“I’m…just a bit nervous.” “Nervous? Whatever for?” She frowned, sitting opposite to me. "Till now, I haven't done any more than work in a corporate firm as a secretary. It was a minor firm to begin with and the workload wasn’t all that big.” I sighed as I explained to my mother. “But this guy... he’s the famous Arthur Dalton, a billionaire and a public figure. I mean…no household can claim about not making use of his appliances. That's how famous he is."

I scroll and she is opening a new store in LA. I smirk at this, well it looks like tesoro mio is finally home. I just need to get close to her and maybe, just maybe, she will remember me. I quickly login to my social media account and follow both pages. Her personal page is public. I scroll through and hit the heart icon. When new pictures and videos are uploaded.

I distinctly heard Yelena Lipton gasp on the other end of the phone, followed by several seconds of silence. "Mom's… gone? H-How could that be? This is just too sudden! I didn't mean to be absent. I-I'll buy tickets for the soonest flight possible and head back right away. Wait for me to come back, okay?" "No need. From now on, you and I should go our separate ways. There's no need for us to be tied together anymore. This is exactly what you want, isn't it?"

Owe Mom 600 dollars. "Goal: Escape. "Step One: Get into the farthest college possible."