Nana Nana Come On Novels & Stories

Down to earth, Anna," Nana screeched. "Christ! Keep your voice down, will you?" Shocked, I groaned as she seemingly wanted to block my eardrum. "You spaced out again," Nana pointed out the obvious. "Okay! Fine, accepted. What do you want?" I asked, visibly irritated by the shout. "We were thinking, we should have a girl's hangout on your birthday next week." Nana and Lola said it together as if it were something they'd practiced together.

"Miss, where do you want to go?" Nana's voice made Bella turn her gaze toward the kitchen. She could see Nana's figure there with a glass full of foam in hers hand. It seemed that the woman was busy washing glasses and overheard her footsteps as she descended the stairs. Even though she only uses fur sandals at this time which doesn't make a loud enough sound. But it looks like Nana really has sharp hearing. Bella smiled faintly at the woman.

Nana says with a serious look on her face, Macy explained her dreams to her Nana, and without leaving a thing out. “ Come on, go pick up your jacket, we are going out,” Nana tells Macy, “ Where are we going to?” “ To pay an old friend a visit, Marathi,”

On the other side was also a long table and people were already sitting there. It was as if I suddenly grew cold when I saw the man turned around. My knees are weakening because it feels like there are horses starting to race inside me. Even it's dark, Zella. You can still see his back. "Mommy Ze!" Sienna ran to greet me. "Hello baby girl. Ninang's gift will come tomorrow. Is it okay?" her grin immediately widened and she hugged me tightly. "Of course, Ninang. I'm excited!" "God! Keion dude! It's been so long." that was Mozes. The men approached Kuya and greeted each one of them.

I sit on the bathroom floor, speechless and paralyzed. “Nana,” is all I can whisper. Why was all this happening to me? I rack my head, trying to remember what the 17th was supposed to be. My hand, trembling, rests against my lips. I hold my breath, clinging to my last sliver of hope. “Nana, did you come alone?” My voice is barely above a whisper. I shut my eyes tight, praying she truly came alone.

The shower was my only sanctuary, the cold water promising a temporary reprieve from the storm inside me. But even as I stepped under the stream, the memories came flooding back, refusing to be washed away. Nana, sitting so close to me, her scent lingering like a ghost long after she was gone. The way her soft body pressed gently against mine, her warmth igniting something primal in me I couldn’t control.

Nathan glanced at the kitchen, making sure they wouldn't come out. He sidled up to Aster and whispered, "Great-grandma, can you save my dad?"

Nomo shouted, his hand shaking as he raised his tablet to send the emergency burst. “I’m... I’m pinned, Nomo. The doors... they won't open,” Somito’s voice was fading, choked by static. “Go. Tell Sofia... tell her it’s not a warehouse. It’s a womb.” Nomo hit the signal. He watched the progress bar on the tablet crawl with agonizing slowness. One percent. Five percent. The creatures were out of the tanks now, their elongated, grey limbs pulling them across the floor with a spider-like gait. They were fast—unnaturally fast.

The hall felt frozen in time. Every pair of eyes locked onto me. I looked straight at Alan and spoke slowly. "My ancestors came from a bloodline known for healing. My blood has special powers that can even bring dying plants back to life. Leon, Harmony might've stolen my name, but do you really think she can steal the Glissons' blood, too?" Leon's face went completely white. Alan's dark expression softened at once. Something complicated flickered in his eyes. He closed his eyes slightly, lost in memory.

I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to breathe, but the air felt heavy, like I was trapped behind invisible bars. Nana touched my shoulder lightly. “Come, Adorable,” she whispered again. “Let me teach you what you need to do… before he gets angry.”