Novel & Cerita Roman Too Lit Mom

Mom was a notorious madwoman at the card table. Her favorite pastime was going off the rails whenever she got worked up while gambling. During our family dinner, Mom's older sister, Tiffany Walker, praised me for being diligent and well-behaved. She said that I was bound to have a promising future now that I'd gotten into a top-tier university. Mom immediately slammed the table and snapped back, "What are you talking about, Mel? A young man like Frank who'd studied STEM still couldn't get into Horvard University. He's practically a failure!

Comment sections are already a bloodbath. “Disgusting. She’s barely legal.” “Bet she spread for the money. Classic.” “Roman Vale always gets what he wants. Even if it’s his own stepkid.” I throw the phone across the bed like it burned me. It bounces, screen still glowing with fresh alerts. Another article pops up: side-by-side photos—one of me at the gala on Roman’s arm, dress askew, lipstick smeared; the other of Mom looking devastated outside his office building this morning.

His lips felt hot against her skin, a painful contrast to the frost in his eyes. "Pleased to meet you, Mommy," Xavier whispered, emphasizing the word with deep mockery. As he pulled back, he leaned slightly toward her, close enough for his sharp, masculine scent to overwhelm her senses. "You look very expensive tonight, Elara. How much did my father pay to make you kneel at his feet?" Elara’s blood ran cold. "Xavier, how is this possible?" she whispered, barely audible. "Nothing is impossible, Mom. We’ve been reunited, haven't we? You walked right into your own hell," he hissed intimidatingly.

The school bully bullies a female student, then pins the blame on me. I immediately call the police, only for my own mother to give testimony for him instead. "You may be my son, but I can't bend the law or cover for you! What you did was against the law. I'll only have you sent away for a few years to straighten you out." Due to her false testimony, I am thrown into prison for three years. Three years later, my mother looks at me with remorse and says, "I owed the bully's father my life. You've paid off that debt with three years of your life. From now on, we can put everything behind us and live a happy life!" Upon hearing her words, I scoff and throw my lawyer's complaint at her. "No,

" I didn't know she just stood there watching me until I heard her say, I have the prettiest woman in the world as my mother. Doesn't that feel great?" I laughed then nudged her aside. "Very funny. Come on. We have to round up on time. Remember we still have to grab that ice cream with Roman later." I said as I made my way towards Roman's table. "Ugh, okay mama!" She said and dashed off to check on the chefs in the kitchen. "Be right back!" I took my seat opposite Roman and shifted my chair closer to his table. "How's he?" "Thanks to your dad, he's not gotten himself killed. At least, not yet." He replied me, not taking his gaze off his food. "But I don't--I don't understand. Why won't he mo

Lucas shrugged with a happy smile on his face which Roman returned “Come on, let’s get out of here and maybe grab a drink” Lucas suggested as they started walking away from the house and back onto the main road. “I wished my mother were alive to hug me like that” Lucas exhaled “I wish my dad would replace my mom in the grave, since he’s a fucking bastard” Roman cussed “Fair enough, we both have shitty dads but I only have a shitty mom as a bonus” Lucas agreed

" She closed the door. — A block from Arabella's office, Roman sat motionless in his car. He gazed at the building as if it would disappear. His knuckles were pale as he clenched his hands around the steering wheel. He had trouble breathing. His daughter was born. A kid who resembled him exactly. And the woman he remembered was not at all like Arabella—God. She had lost her softness. She was made of steel ,Accuracy and Ice. He detested the fact that he still desired her. Roman reached for his phone and pressed the dial button. He yelled into the receiver, "Get me, Jonathan." "Lawyer in the family."

Forgetting the final cleaning they both sat on the floor across the counter and started reading the letter. When they were done with it, they both were quiet for some time. “Belly pain? Is she having periods?” he scrunched his nose but straightened his face when she hit him on his shoulders. “No, silly. She is talking about the Luna.” Emma had again started reading the letter. “Assina. She is the Luna.” Emma rolled her eyes, “She is talking about Romeo’s mom. Our Pack’s ex-Luna!” David nodded his head in understanding. “So what’s the deal with Romeo’s mom?”

"It's fine, honey. It's normal for an outstanding man like you to have a few close female friends." There was an unhappy look in my father's eyes. Brenda quickly added, "Do you know what the most horrible thing is, honey? This slut called Rina a blind wretch! I'm about to become Rina's mother. It pains me to hear her being called something like that." "What?! How can she say that about Rina?!" My father's expression turned dark at the mention of my name. He even glared viciously at the statue like he wanted to tear it apart. "She had it too easy!

From now on, I wouldn't be able to protect Maple anymore. "Kids need to be controlled and disciplined. I can easily tell you're the soft type," Mama Bully spat out. "You're so right. Your son looks like an angel, while all Willow knows is to give me trouble," Mom said with visible disdain. "It's getting harder to handle her nowadays. She lies, attacks, and steals like a little criminal!" Why did Mom say that about me? I was never like that. Tears brimmed in my eyes. I clenched my hands into fists, forcing those tears from rolling down.