Novel & Cerita Roman Too Lit Mom

That’s not true! She must have been bribed by my mom! The livestream comments were already full of insults. [So we thought she was a pitiful kid, but she’s rotten to the core.] [I love seeing evil people shoot themselves in the foot. So satisfying!] [Her mom has been traumatized by her original family all these years… finally speaking out.] [I’m seriously afraid to have kids now. If I raise someone like Matilda, my life would be over.] Under pressure, I desperately connected with other relatives and friends.

Alexander sat beside me, one arm draped casually over the seat, his jaw tight, his eyes distant as the city flashed by outside. “Well,” Mom finally said, breaking the silence, “I suppose we should unpack, burn the clothes from the party, and maybe... I don’t know... prepare for battle?” Lucien sighed. “Mom—” “Oh, don’t ‘Mom’ me, young man,” she snapped, twisting in her seat. “That witch is back, and I refuse to let her destroy my family’s peace. I should’ve thrown her into the Mediterranean when I had the chance.” I pressed my lips together, trying not to laugh. “Mom, you sound like a mafia priestess.”

It’s a conspiracy apparently according to Mom. I’m sure one of the reasons for Roman Masters appalling attitude of taking what doesn’t belong to him is due to him being a spoilt heir apparent to his family’s billion empire. Unlike nearly every other girl in Rixon Hills money alone doesn’t impress. I’m my mother’s daughter through and through in that regard so damn it all if I would be allowing Roman to bully me into submission. I might have easily given up on the chair in class the other day but that was only because I didn’t want to gon in Mr. Daniels bad side or get called to the principal's office.

Everything had started to signify that he was no longer with us, but I found it difficult to believe. “He will die for this,” Mom growled, her eyes flashing bright green. She cast a motherly look at Roman, running her hand over his face once more before rising to be her feet. Again, the draft of wind pushing through the heated hall blew her dress softly. With the ice in her eyes, I feared for those unfortunate to be on her bad side. Right then, I could see the valiant Luna that people had always praised, even in her absence.

Roman slid into his car, started the engine, and drove off without another look. A slight sob escaped Klara’s lips. She stood still. Alone. Broken. And utterly useless. ********** Roman walked into the quiet mansion to a silence that felt wrong. He moved upstairs with an aura that sent chills around the house. When he reached the top of the stairs, he heard the sound of a door unlock and his mother stepped into view. Her eyes were swollen and red, her collar bones more visible than he remembered. She looked lost and tired. “Hi, Mom.” He said softly.

mom snapped, fanning herself with a magazine. Explain what? I got knocked up because I’m a closet horny toad who was desperate for a wild night? Well I got a night of memories like no other that will last forever. “Gloria? I’m here, ready to go,” I heard, as my mouth hung open. Every hair on my body immediately stood on edge, and my hands were already balling into fists. I know that voice… “Rome! Oh thank god someone with sense. You have no idea what this means to me, to us both,” mom said, as she practically threw herself at him.

Roman told his mom as he joined his hands together and placed them above the table. “You look just like your dad,” Roman heard his mother say. What was she aiming at? Roman was trying really hard to control himself but she was not helping at all. “I am sure you know Victor, the friend of the late Lycan King, yes?” Roman asked. “Yes,” she answered. Thankfully she did not say anything more. “What is your relationship with Victor?” Roman asked and he saw her face fall. She scoffed bitterly. “Victor and i? Nothing. Nothing at all” she answered.

dad explains to the two of us. "Yes sir," Romy answered while I pouted, I'm lost between being in a drinking haze and feeling uncomfortable since I showed Roman my vampire side. "What's the pout for?" Roman ask me after I stayed quiet for so long. "She doesn't like feeding, she never did," Mom snitch on me. "Hey," I whined, she didn't have to tell him. "She's a big baby when it comes to feeding, the only reason she fed with you is that she's hungry," mom says snitching on me yet again.

“After dad died, mom got remarried. A year ago. Dante hates him. It kills mom.” “Why does he hate him?” “He loved our father deeply. After he died, Dante went through a lot. He doesn't want to replace him.” Romeo said softly. “Can you talk to him, Alessia?” I widened my eyes. “Me?” He nodded. “He might actually listen to you. He certainly doesn't listen to me or anyone.” I looked toward the study door. I was a dead woman with a fake name and a child on the way. I shouldn't be getting involved in the internal trauma of the most powerful family in Italy.

why must you be so damn stubborn on every end? {{ Mom, I really don't have time to beat around the bush with this anymore so I'm just gonna rip the fkin plaster off the wound and whatever happens, okay? }} (( no, I will do it )) she swallowed hard and held onto my hand to stop her shaking but looked back at him with determination (( Raven and I went outside toge- )) [[ WHAT?! HAVE YOU LO- ]] (( SHUT THE HELL UP ROMAINE AND LISTEN FOR ONCE! MY DAYS OF SILENCE ARE OVER, BE QUIET! )) he shut right up and stared wide eyed at my mom before collecting himself but still sad nothing.