Unscramble Granny Novels & Stories

Smart move Nina. "Thank you. You are also beautiful..." Granny scanned her from head to toe.She seemed impressed. "She is my wife..." I boasted. "Nina,My dear, we have waited for you..." Granny caged her in her arms so tight that I could see she was struggling to breath. "Am sorry beautiful granny. I was held up with the girls. I didn't realise it was getting late.." She explained herself when she pulled back. "So you love shopping, going to the spa and looking all sassy?"Granny was already getting excited.

Keya mumbles. She seemed even more nervous as he jutted his chin out towards us while looking at her like, ‘Well are you gonna introduce me or what?’ I could’ve sworn they were mindlinking. She looks reluctant until he caresses her ass! She trembles and gasps. Then shyly stutters, “This is my Granny, Fannie Mae, and her two daughters. My aunts Suzette and Cherry. Y’all, this is my... Papi.” He nods, his eyes roaming over us appreciatively as she speaks.

Scar’s words stun me like little bombs, and before I can even react to it, Granny’s voice suddenly cuts in: “Scarlett! You were late, and you owe me two presents now!” Scar is taken aback when Granny pulls her into her arms for a tight hug. Granny is known as “the Iron Lady”, but I know she has a soft spot in her heart. She only pretended that she was tough and ruthless because it was not easy for a woman to protect a huge empire left by her late husband with sharks swimming around her. Bur Scar can bring out the cute child in Granny, like magic.

Clothes, shoes, snacks—granny had gone overboard as usual. “Mum, I have a gist for you!” Ramson’s voice rang out, full of urgency. I looked up, caught off guard. He’d been glued to granny since we walked in, so for him to suddenly remember me now, it had to be something he thought was important. I raised a brow. “A gist? Since when did you start using that word?” He grinned, eyes dancing with mischief. “Since Uncle Kraven taught me. He said it’s cooler than saying ‘story.’”

Granny requested. " By the way,go upstairs, help me with Thompson's wristwatch ". Granny said wandering what she was using with my wrist watch. " Ok, I will be there ". June responded, struggling to move upstairs as granny dragged me to her side, whispering into me. " Now you gona use hot water to press her waist and vagina. I will get you a pain relief and cook some chicken pepper for her". " Granny thank you very much ". My joy knowing no bounds as I made way out of the kitchen to cut up with her but remembered something and turned back.

He looked too sure of himself, and I felt like punching the smug look off his face. “She’s with me, son. Now f*ck off before I castrate you for bugging my granddaughter!” said my granny, and Nick almost fell off his chair at the sight of her tattooed, towering figure. Yes, my granny was a humongous wolf, a Luna in the true sense of the term. “Oh, you’re her granny? Amazing!” He grinned, composing himself and extending his hand towards my granny for a shake. “I’m Nick Berkeley, Lyra’s classmate at school.”

said Aunt Cassie. “I’d like to freshen up first,” said Granny, still watching Stavros. “I need to talk to you, Petrakis.” “Sure.” Stavros glared back at her, feeling insulted by her insinuations. I rolled my eyes at their interaction. Why did Granny always talk in riddles? What was going on? Why didn’t she like Stavros? I sulked inwardly, feeling disturbed by my granny’s reaction to my mate. If she thought I would forget Stavros and choose Zander, then she had a surprise in store for her. I would never abide by her wishes. I would never choose Zander.

I stepped out of the building confused, trying to make sense of the area before I found my way home, but my skin tingled, and I whipped my head to see a granny, hunched over a cane, glaring daggers at me. I struggled to slap a smile on my face, my hands reaching up to tame my wild hair, and deciding to be polite, I offered the mandatory phrase. “Happy New Year.” The granny flinched like I had said cursed words, and her eyes narrowed into slits. “You whore!” She snapped, her voice shaky from both age and rage, “coming from being fucked instead of praying to God for the new year.” I blinked slowly, tilting my head as I tried to make sense of her accusation. “Granny, I don’t think—”

“ Hymph ” “ What do so you know,” Jammy Granny said, continuing her back-and-forth movement. “ The doctor said doing this keeps us old folks young and agile. This is what I've been doing to stay strong. Can't you see how weak that loudmouth Sussy is – lazy, always gossiping about the village? she's just jealous of my still-young agility.” Mrs. Anna's lips twitched ‘ That doctor must be a quack,’ she thought. “ Jammy Granny,” Martin Sebastian called out, “ It's not Sussy. It's Grandma Susan.”

"What do you say to me, the old lady, taking the reins as the leader of our alliance?" Her question cut straight to the heart of the matter. The crowd paused, caught off guard by her directness. Someone still ventured to ask. "Granny, your power is undeniable, but how can you assure us you'll conquer Witchwood Summit?" "Soraya!" Granny glanced at the elegant woman by her side. "Granny has a present for all of you." The woman's laughter was light as she beckoned a group of women in bunny outfits to hand out scrolls to everyone.