Roman Too Lit Mom Novels & Stories

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.

"Yes, Mom, it's true. Trent and I are together in a romantic relationship. We've been keeping it secret, especially from his father, because--" "Oh, I am going to absolutely murder that little snake!" Mom exploded, hands flying up in rage. "How dare he seduce and corrupt my daughter like this?! I knew those Donovan men were slimy, toxic bastards, but to go after my own baby girl?!" I flinched at her raised voice and vicious words about Trent. "Mom, no! You've got this all wrong! Trent isn't like that at all, I swear..." But she wasn't hearing any of my protests, too fired up in a furious tirade now. "That family is nothing but death and destruction! They've brought nothing but ruin to our li

"I am absolutely fine, dear and after seeing you, I turned more fit and fine," Kaya chuckled after hearing her answer. "Okay, my ladies.. let's get inside and here's your vegetables and grocery items, mom," Leo handed the bags to his mother. "And your Kaya has picked them up, so if they came rotten this time then put the blame on her head," Kaya passed him a tiny glare which he returned by innocently smiling at her. "No, my Kaya can never be at fault, so if they come rotten, you are going to eat them, Mr Leo Cortiz….." Romana faked a scowl. Leo frowned and ended up laughing by witnessing his mother and Kaya glaring at him. Their duo was unbeatable

Roman was getting so tall, he just turned fifteen and he looked so much like dad. “So what did you want to do today mom?” I asked. “Beach day. Riker and I loved going there. The waves always calm me down. Let’s go to the beach.” Mom said, smiling at the memory of her and dad together. She never dated anyone after dad died. She didn’t have a second mate or she didn’t look for one, but she wasn’t miserable. She just focused on her boutique, her kids and her friends. I hoped that once I was eighteen, she might be open to it. Might be able to see Roman and I were doing okay and she was allowed to have a new love in her life. Just six more months to go.

“Though perhaps that would have been more romantic. Certainly more in keeping with Romano expectations of victimhood.” “Mother,” Luca’s voice is harder now. “That’s enough.” “Is it? I’m simply pointing out facts. The Romanos have always been very good at playing victims while committing atrocities. Your father was a master at it, wasn’t he, Elena? Crying about persecution while ordering hits on rival families.” “My father had many faults,” I say, keeping my voice steady. “But he wasn’t the only one playing games in this city.” Matteo speaks up, his voice oily smooth. “Careful, niece. You’re insulting your new family.”

Some curiously eye my mother’s car, nonchalantly peeking at the tinted windows of her rented sedan. “Welcome to Rome, Georgia.” My mother smirks. I gawk at her in disbelief. “If this dump is Rome, then I'm Julius Caesar reincarnated.” “Enjoy your stay, Caesar. Watch out for Brutus.” She bites back laughter. Funny. “I’m positive you meant, I hope we enjoy our stay.”

Jim: "Mom, while that wimp is gone gallivanting drunkenly in Vegas, I want you to move my things into your room. I also expect you to serve me roman grapes and fun meals." I will explain these to you. I could not believe the control over my gorgeous wife that this cocky bastard had. 'Roman grapes' required his mother to put one knee up and fold the other leg over. Her beautiful smooth oh-so-sexy foot would be over his adoring face, the bunch of grapes held above him by her red painted toes. He could just extend his tongue to pop a ripe grape into his mouth like Caesar, or kiss the soft soles of his mother's gorgeous delicate feet.

My whole body went numb with rage when I heard their words! “She’s your mother too!” The entire crowd erupted in derisive laughter. “Has this woman lost her mind? Mrs. Roth is standing right here!” “Hilarious! First, her mom pretended to be Mrs. Roth. Now, she’s acting like she’s Miss Roth. Don’t these two have any shame?” Tarni looked at me with haughty disdain. “You poor thing. Did you never see your father growing up? “No wonder. Your mother’s a woman of loose morals. She doesn’t even know who your father is. That’s why she’s barking at my father like a mad dog!”

At that moment, I lost all hope, not just in Yelena, but also in Lipton Corporation. "Carter, if you were to beg me now to rescind the divorce, I might just consider helping you get promoted in the future. I'm truly heartbroken that your mom has passed away, but that still doesn't give you the right to blame everything on me! You have to be more considerate of me too, you know! "Apologize to me now, then promise to be good and listen to whatever I say in the future. I guarantee that your career will soar. That way, your mom won't have lingering regrets, right?"

“You’re a coward, Roman. You’re helping the people who may have killed our mother. Does that mean nothing to you?” Roman’s laughter was sharp and bitter, echoing off the cold walls. “You’ve been talking to our dear father, haven’t you?” he said, shaking his head. “Let me guess—he told you some sob story about how the Shadow killed her? About how he’s been mourning her loss for years?” I stiffened, my heart pounding as the memory of my father’s words resurfaced. “What do you mean?” I asked, my voice trembling. Roman crouched down again, his gaze piercing and unrelenting. “It’s bullshit, Evelyn. The Shadow didn’t kill our mother.” He leaned in closer, his next words a harsh whisper that cut st