X Momo Novels & Stories

" Ah... Mom.... He is from..." She looked at the him signalling him about which country she should say. As she saw a country name written on his jacket , she quickly blurted out." Mom... He is from canada." " Really...." Her mom's eyes lighted up from hearing canada. He nodded his head in agreement. "In that case I won't make you stand here for long." " So please come in , mr kalham." She said. Layan left a sigh of relief as her mother asked him to enter their home.

"Okay, fine. I was a rebel. Happy?" "No. Say it properly. It was Veena, you, Messiah—" "How are you going to walk past that? Messiah is the shittiest. More than Veena actually," Boraxip argued. "Okay, I'll take that," Mom said. "Because I know now it's true," she giggled. "You've met...Uncle Messiah?" Monde spoke up with a frown, eyeing my mom. All traces of humour were gone between the two lovebirds as they quickly shared a look.

Marianne. Jace's mother. What?! I turned and saw Marianne standing by the staircase, smiling like the proudest shipper alive. ...Wow. Now my ears were burning too. We weren't even married yet, and his mom was already our number one fan. Jace leaned over to look, brows knitting together. "What kind of nonsense is this..." Watching him look both offended and curious at the same time, I suddenly got an idea. I opened a livestream and pointed the camera right at him.

Mom had given them all to Tara. "Fine." I turned and left the house, the one that had stopped being mine after I turned ten. The next day, Tara reported to the company. Mom accompanied and introduced her to the department heads to make sure they would take good care of her. My colleagues couldn’t hide their envy. "Mrs. Salem really takes care of her niece! I wish I had such a generous aunt!" "I heard Mrs. Salem has another daughter. I wonder how good she is to her own daughter."

She felt like a failure as a mother. Sebastian nodded. "I'll take you there." Right now, she needed her son's company more than anything. After dinner, Sebastian drove Lisbeth to the hospital himself. They found Dennis lying bored in his hospital bed. The child was still weak and could do little more than rest. Seeing his mother, his face lit up. "Mommy." Lisbeth gently stroked Dennis's small face. "Mommy's here to see you. I'm staying with you tonight." At three years old, Dennis didn't understand much about the world. But he understood this. "Yay, Mommy stays."

Claire thought she would be the first, but Momo Sun—her most reliable subordinate, had arrived already. Seeing the other woman, she smiled, "What brings you here this early?" "Good Morning, Ms. Wilson," Momo smiled in greeting. "Actually, I went to the Qi Temple, hoping to get a health charm for the family… but I got nothing. It's so frustrating!" "Got nothing? How?" Claire asked in curiosity. "Were they closed?" "Oh, they were open," Momo shrugged. "But I misremembered Master Jeevika's schedule—he's only coming tomorrow, so I went for nothing."

"Lady Matilda." "Mr. James," she replied, smiling warmly. "Good morning, sir. How can I help you?" "Meet Bisila," he said, gesturing toward her. "She’s the newest addition to our household. She'll be in charge of caring for my daughter-in-law." Lady Matilda’s smile widened, though Bisila could sense a slight hesitation in her eyes. "Welcome, young lady. It’s a pleasure to meet you." "You too, Matilda," Bisila replied with a nod.

"My son is truly sharp! He takes right after me when it comes to women he has excellent taste." Henry just shook his head, chuckling softly. Then, Mathilda turned her attention back to me. "Ma'am Solana... I honestly thought you were Henry's sister." "Why is that?" Freddie looked at her. "Because Henry's mom looks so young." Freddie laughed out loud. "Solana is his stepmom." After saying that, he looked at me with immense pride. "My wife is indeed still very young. She's still studying." I offered a faint smile. But before I could even say a word, Freddie laughed again.

he says in a sultry tone and in no way shape, or form in the mood to slow down "Honey," Mom says turning the door nob but it doesn’t budge. I need to give her an answer quick "Uhm I-" cutting myself off my lips part into an 'O' shape when Xavier lightly pinches my clit with his teeth "Honey if you're having some trouble I can help you," Mom says turning the door knob again Trust me the only person who could help me right now is the one who has his head buried between my thighs forcing me to have an orgasm whilst my mom is on the other side of the door

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.