Rias Mom Novels & Stories

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?"

Unable to contain her curiosity any longer, Mia turned to Merrick, her eyes wide with anticipation. "Are you dating my Mom?" Mia blurted out, unable to suppress her inquisitiveness. Merrick met Mia's gaze, his eyes crinkling with a gentle smile. "Yes, your mom is my girlfriend now," he responded, his voice filled with warmth. "So she's not just your mom anymore, but also my woman."

Mom said in her vampire mode. She was all bloody and I could tell that she had killed a lot. "You are strong, I will guve you that," Jamila said clapping her hands as if she was genuinely happy for mom. "I said get away frlm my daughter!" She said and charged. She hit Jamila who was also advancing towards her in a battle stance and Jamila flew and hit the wall but before mom could get to Mara, Mara threw a spell that hit her and she also flew towards the wall next to the door and she stood up.

She hates flying. “Thanks, momma, for coming.” I told her after giving her a giant hug. My mom gives the best hugs. Maybe because she’s so soft and big. Although if I tell her that, she’ll probably whoop my ass. But who wouldn’t be a bit bigger if they could eat her cooking every day? Momma always says she’s not fat, just curvy. But her doctor told her last month she needed to stop putting so much salt in her food or she’d be at risk for a heart attack.

he asked innocently. "If you want to be, and when the right time comes. But remember, we will never pressure you. Enjoy your childhood and be a good, kind young man. As long as you are healthy and happy, we will be happy with your choice." "Thanks, Mom! What’s for dinner?" "Your favorite! Roasted ribs and cream soup." "Yay! You’re the best, Mom." I smiled at my young man and pecked his cheek. I couldn't get enough of him.

I giggled mom : when you will say that you're in a relationship me : mom do I look too old mom : no princess I wanna know your taste me : I don't have any specific taste mom mom : then me : I want someone to be genuine that's it I don't want anyother things mom : wow my baby girl is grownup now me : mom mom : its true sweety Rio : you always praise her mom : I'm praising you also rio rio : did you ever felt that your son is single here me : lol mom bring a mirror mom : why dear me : to show him that he is a parrot not a human rio : is there anywhere that parrots should be single

“Elena Montreal.” “Don’t call me that,” Mom barked. “I haven’t been that person for a long time!” “The moon goddess is wonderful!” Marcella looked to the skies. Why did she call my Mom Elena Montreal? Mom’s name is Helena Campbell. “So these are your daughters? The bastards that got you kicked out of paradise, I see.” Mom forgot Estelle and I were there. She threw herself at Marcella and yanked at her hair. It took both Estelle and I to yank her off Marcella. Marcella stumbled to the door and hurried to fix her hair.

“You’re right! I believe in Mommy! I want to find Mommy now!” Grandma Granger could not help liking this child more. “Good child. What’s your Mommy’s name?” she asked. She could help her find her mother. Momo was speechless as a look of panic flashed in her eyes. Why did she forget to come up with this? She rubbed her eyes and took in a breath. She finally thought of one. “Her name is Armine.” “Armine? Which Armine?” Momo said with a serious face, “The director said it’s A-R-M-I-N-E. The director also said that Mommy lives on Corporate Street.”

For how much I wanted something so wrong, so forbidden. When they finally returned home from their errands, Mom was still all over him. She dragged him straight to the couch, curling up against his side like she owned him completely, her head on his shoulder while they watched some mindless show. I sat on the opposite side of the room in the armchair, pretending to scroll through my phone, but I couldn’t stop stealing glances at them.

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