Roman Too Lit Mom Novels & Stories

Roman continued laughing while his mother struggled to press his lip with tissue to arrest bleeding. "Get out of my office!" Kaleb's voice was so deep and commanding, his nostrils flaring as his gaze completely changed. It was a family drama, one that had been waiting to happen. "Oh, I am leaving, and then I will email a gift to you. I am sure you will absolutely love it." Roman turned to leave, pushing his mom away, still letting out a questionable laugh, revealing his blood-stained teeth. His white shirt was almost soaked; the sight of him was just dizzying.

My mom was humming in the kitchen, fussing with a bouquet of flowers. Roman stood beside her, pouring coffee into mugs. When he handed me one, his fingers brushed mine, lingering just long enough to make my breath stutter. My mom turned, smiling brightly. “Lena, Roman was just telling me he’s been to Vegas a few times. Isn’t that funny?” My blood ran cold. Roman’s eyes flicked to mine, unreadable, as he said smoothly, “Some nights you never forget.” And I knew—this wasn’t a game anymore. He was going to push until something broke.

Romeo put his hand in his trousers pocket and a small a embraced his lips, but he faded it with a jaw clenched. I was still laughing when I said, “ What is it with you and the slamming, Huh?, and you think I would give a damn if my mom would see us together, I’d rather be grateful if she knows about us….but-” I stopped and pointed my thumb toward the window, down at where my mom was, “Remember this, she’s not your true mate, but she probably wouldn't corporate with you once she knows you are screwing her daughter.”

Once again, she tried to steer the crowd's attention back to me. She was ready to burn everything down, but I didn't care. When Mom realized I wasn't reacting, she had no idea how to continue her performance. Once the two of them were finished with their little duet, I spoke up calmly, "I think that's my line, Mom." I connected my phone to the massive screen in the lobby to play the footage of Ellie and Mom's conversation by the gates that day. The camera clearly captured their unusually bloated faces. When Mom saw herself on the screen, her complexion drained instantly.

"Mrs. Gable said Mom went on a trip. But her car is gone. And her closet... it’s half-empty… Is she coming back soon, Father?” Roman felt heavy in the chest; he almost failed to utter a single word. “Your mother…. She… she went. To the North, Arlo. Roman’s voice sounded like it was coming from the bottom of the well. Arlo’s Voice: Everywhere is too quiet. Hope she hasn’t gone for good…. Why isn't Father yelling? Why is he just standing there looking at her desk? "She had... business." "With the Northern Pack?" Arlo’s eyes widened. "But Ivy said they were monsters. She said Mom was a traitor. Is it true?"

I muttered. Mother gasped dramatically. “You see what I mean?” she complained to Bella. “This man has no romance in his body.” Bella tried hard not to laugh again. I shook my head slowly. Sometimes I wondered how someone like Isabella Romano became my mother.

“I’m only offering to buy your shares at that amount. If you believe it’s too small, I can always add more, as long as you sign those shares to me.” “I don’t want to sign, and I’m never taking your money,” I snapped, my voice sharp with the sting of memory. “The last time I did, it cost me someone dear, something I’m still going to take my revenge for, by the way. So tell me, why would anyone in their right mind take your money when it costs them something more?” Victoria’s smile turned venomous. “Are you talking about your mother? Oh, Eleanor Rose was a good maid. She knew her status, unlike her daughter, who wanted something higher than her. Pity she died so soon.” My blood boiled, rage su

“Will you buy me some cream cake?” Tally smirks, “I will, however, you should say that I’m beautiful too.” She said, she still can’t move on to what happened earlier. “Err-, I think you are beautiful too but not like my mom.” Clyde hesitantly replies to her, making Tally scoff. “Tsk, still keeping your loyalty to your mom. Let’s go, maybe if I buy him many cream cakes, he will finally be considered that I’m more beautiful than you.” She jokingly said again.

I'd thought it was because Luke was half-vampire, half-human---that the pressure of being different made him act that way toward me. Now I knew the truth. There was another mother out there indulging his every whim. "That's right, we go on family outings all the time so he can find inspiration in nature. My wife has always believed in nurturing through joy. She's poured her heart into cultivating our son's artistic talent. This family's happiness is all thanks to this selfless, devoted mother." Lucien pulled the woman in the red dress closer, his eyes brimming with tenderness. My entire body trembled. My nails dug into my palms until they nearly broke the skin.

I murmured with a pout and heard Roman chuckle. “Roman brought a platter of lasagna for me,” mom said, patting my shoulder. “Eat. I’ll just check on Alan at the shop.” When I heard the door shut, my eyes focused on Roman as I took a seat. “Did I hear mom right? You brought a platter for her?” Roman hummed, taking the empty plate in front of me, serving me a healthy amount of the pasta in question. “I’m courting your mom.” My eyes narrowed, biting my lip. “My mom? You don’t like me anymore?”