Nana Visitor Young Novels & Stories

Shadrach thinks ★★ ★★ ★NANA'S HOME★ A car was shown as it drives into the compound, and with just a single huRN the door opened as iit drive's in Nana was shown to be the one to come out of the car A call rang on her phone and she leaked it "Good evening sir?, of course will come, you know it will be my first time coming to your school so I must come, okay thank you" Nana answered without anyone hearing the voice of the caller "Oh my God! Am so happy!" Nana said and then jump into her house

Looking at her, they were almost the same age. Nana walked over, although she was unwilling, she had to show her brother face. "Hello, I'm Nana, Albert's younger sister, nice to meet you." Nana said half heartedly. Her voice sounded as if she was being forced. "Hello, I'm Velma, nice to meet you." Velma stretched out her hand. Nana looked at her hand with disgust and did not shake it. Velma felt awkward and slowly retracted her hand. She did not know what she did to offend Nana, but she felt that this young lady did not like her.

, I told her. "Oh yes. Umm, you know Lila just visited us to meet Amber. We didn't think it was good to hide things from her so we told her everything. Maybe she is coming tomorrow to see you.", Nana told me. I looked up at the ceiling and pinched the bridge of my nose. God why her? "Nana why would you do that? You know her nature.", I said in frustration. "Sorry baby. I didn't know you don't want to meet her.", Nana told me in a gloomy tone.

“Where is Matt?” Nana sighed, moving to the fridge. “Poor boy went over to see his mother. The woman won't stop pulling the victim card. She's my daughter but I am too old to have any qualms about calling someone out on their bullshit.” She glanced at me. “Excuse my English.” I smiled. “None taken. So, when is he going to be back?” She shrugged, placing a glass of Mango juice in front of me. “Maybe tomorrow. Nancy can be needy when she wants to be.”

Lirah looked at Joanne. Then Joanne looked at Nana. “Do I have a twin, Nana?” Lirah couldn’t help but facepalm with Joanne's reaction. So she automatically looks at Nana to seek help. “The one who visited you is the guardian of this house,” Nana said with a smile on her face. “This is the first time that she talked to someone else, and you’re lucky to be that person, Lirah.”

Yuck even I feel creepy whenever I think about it. My nana, my beautiful nana. Her name is Jasmine but I call her Nana. She was 19 when she came to my parents' house. My mother always taunted her unnecessarily because she was young, beautiful, and single. but Nana never left the GREY mansion because of me. She told me that she fell in love at first with me. My black orbs pulled her towards me. I smile at her words. I entered my castle. "GOLDEN SUNSHINE Castle"

Elena’s eyes blurred with the sudden, unearned kindness: a strip of jerky pressed into her hand, a woolen blanket offered without question. No one asked about the men, or why Damon always watched the periphery, or why Donovan’s hands were never quite visible. In a world like this, suspicion was the only thing left to believe in. The woman with the braid introduced herself as Nana. "Not a grandmother," she said, arching one severe gray brow, "just old enough that everyone’s dead, so I get to run this place." She invited Elena and her men to sit on crates by the fire. The children, silent and blinkless, orbited the edges.

The cold air hit my skin, making me shiver, Then, my door clicks open. Nana had entered my room. Nana is my nanny and has been trusted by my mother to keep the house running. "Nana," I whispered, my voice high and thin. "Please help me find my shorts. I can't find them." I looked at her with wide, innocent eyes, waiting for her gentle reprimand or her helpful hand. But she didn't look at my face. She didn't look at my eyes. Her gaze dropped, sliding down my small frame with a slow, deliberate hunger that made my skin crawl. She stood there, frozen, her eyes locked onto my penis.

she asked, her lips twitching in amusement. I groaned again, covering my face with my hands. "Yes, Nana, we're completely dressed," Reagan answered smoothly, his voice holding not a single ounce of shame. I peeked through my fingers to see Nana smiling as she stepped inside, her long silver hair framing her aged but still elegant face. She looked at me, her expression fond yet teasing. "Ah," she sighed dramatically, clasping her hands together. "So this is why my dear granddaughter refuses to visit the Crescent Howl Pack anymore. Now it all makes sense."

"Courtney, are you okay? Don't scare me. Are you here for a checkup? "Wait for me. I'll send Fiona back—" I shook him off, saying, "I'll go back myself." That night, Kyron did not come home. Before bed, I saw Fiona's post on social media again. She and Kyron were up in the mountains, watching the stars. The caption read, "I made a wish upon a shooting star, hoping for a baby who looks like him." They had started planning for a child. How impressive. I closed my social media, feeling as calm as still water.