Momo X Iida Novels & Stories

Idara “Mom, please snap out of it and explain to me why you’re so scared,” I said, my voice breaking. She lifted her eyes to mine, and they were filled with a sadness I had never seen before. “I wasn’t the only one who dated a werewolf when I was younger, Idara,” she said quietly. “I had a friend who did too.” I pulled out a chair for her and gently guided her to sit. She did, slowly, and I sat beside her, holding her hand, urging her to continue.

"That's all, then." As they arrived at the mansion, Bisila looked around at the sprawling estate, its large fountain surrounded by lush greenery. The servants bustled about, bowing slightly as Mr. James passed by, but Bisila couldn’t help but picture herself doing the same. "Ugh. I’d never bow to greet you. That’s just… gross," she muttered under her breath. Mr. James glanced at her. "No one asked you to." As they entered the house, he called out to an older woman who was bustling around in one of the rooms. "Lady Matilda."

Maybe she has badmouthed me, which is why my friends don't want to be friends with me anymore. The only friend of mine who hasn't been brainwashed by Dindi is Jana. Although Dindi tried to steal Jana away from me, she did not succeed. Dindi tried to seduce Jana, but she didn't know that my best friend was gay, so her attempt to take my only remaining friend by my side failed.

“I find this disconcerting because you've never lied to me before. This is so new and unlike you, but I'll let it slide anyway.” “Truly?” “Yeah, truly.” Yomi sighed, relieved. “Thank you, mumu.” Idara opened her eyes, chuckling. “Don't even start, big head. You're still gonna make it up to me by buying my favorite coconut bread tomorrow.” “Ah. I knew you would say that.” Yomi groaned under his breath. “But it's not a problem, though. It's the least I can do to redeem my sorry-ass self.” “Perfect.” Idara laughed, rubbing the bridge of her nose with her free hand. “Sooo...” she drawled, thinking of what to say.

Xyla was unsure whether she should laugh or cry. She typed another comment, shaking her head helplessly. “Just play the way you normally would. You don’t have to keep the buffs for me intentionally. Whoever needs them can take them.” “Yes, I agree with everything you said,” Lin wrote. “Xyla, I’m a fan, and you're the woman I admire the most. You’re the kind of person I want to be,” Momo wrote. “Thank you,” Summer replied. “It’s getting late, won’t Stanley stop you from playing?” Bao asked.

Ida went out thinking about why Dannon lied. Ida went home and told her mom about the party at Liza's and sought her permission. Her mom gazed at her and smiled. "My girl will be going to her first party ever," said her mom in an excited voice as Ida had never been to a party so far. Mom hugged Ida saying, "You can go there, my girl."

He had wanted her to like her for her, not her money. “Noona owns a chain of cafes all around the country. It goes by the name ‘Idyllic’.” Minjae hissed. There he goes, spilling all the beans on the coffee table in his parents' house. They had decided not to enclose her identity before getting their approval but no, he had to act out as usual.

"Mom!!!". Isadora cried out to her mother from the corner of the house, An unknown gun was shot in the Air while she was laid down on a mat at the corner of the house staring into the shining moon, the particles fell into her eyes which made her scream. Isadora is just a five-year-old intelligent girl with a bright future, she attended the best school in the town on scholarship, and not only that, she was known as the prettiest girl among her peers, she has the set of dazzling deep blue eyes with an oval face and golden brown hair, her skin glitter, and everyone tend to admire a lot. She was the pride of her mother after her father died when she was just a year old. Her mother has been her h

Oh, this shopping trip just got that much better. “Beta Isadora.” Lidia and the others bowed in respect. Isadora smiled sweetly and kissed my cheek. “I heard from your brother I’d find you here with my new sister.” She greeted me, but her eyes were on Crista. Time for the moment of truth. Zia Izzy is as good as a blood sister to my Papa. She has seen him at his worst and wants only the best for him. I doubt she’ll find fault with his mate, though.