X Momo Novels & Stories

She looked at Lucas, and when she wanted to say something, Lucas shook his head at her. Lucas wanted to explain himself, but Momo’s mother turned to the old man and laughed apologetically, “Sorry, Mr. Grey, children these days don’t have any manners. See, my Momo is so beautiful that even her driver is claiming to be her husband. She is so rich that she even has her own personal driver.” Mr. Grey nodded in understanding, “So, he is just a mere driver? For once, I thought that my beautiful Momo had betrayed me.”

Noah's_wifey Why do I have a feeling that everyone except me is the admin? I_pooped No u! Cereal_killer No u! Yes_you_suck No u! I_love_my_mommy (Liam) Since, everyone is doing it... No u! I_pooped Oh, hey, Liam! I_love_my_mommy Heyo, everyone, my mommy sends hugs, kisses and cookies. Yes_you_suck Wow, your mommy is such a sweetheart. I_love_my_mommy She sure is and I love my mommy.

Mom screamed. She swayed, and her knees gave way. With a thud, she fell to the floor. After some time, she returned to her senses. She pointed at the body in disbelief. "W-What's her name?" Someone answered, "I think she's called Xenia Hudson. What a nice name." Another asked, "What's wrong?" Like a puppet, Mom stood up stiffly. Her eyelashes trembled, and she seemed devastated. Reaching out, she tried to caress my face.

All the mothers and sons were described as mirror images of Mom and me. Mom is 38 years old. She has a fantastic hourglass-shaped body: perfectly round hips and bubble butt, a not-too-big but not-too-small tummy, shapely thighs, and wonderful DD breasts. Her hair is described as dirty blonde with light green eyes. Her skin has a natural tan look to it, though she loves to sunbathe by our backyard pool to keep it that way. She is beautiful, no doubt about it. She has always had a reserved personality and rarely likes to have attention drawn to her. I don't think she is shy but certainly introverted. But she has never let this get in the way of cheering for me at track or swim meets.

You're right," she said. Just then, their phones chimed at the same time. They pulled out their phones and tapped on the notifications. "Moms, when are you coming home? The other Moms are already here. It's my birthday today. I'm going to get angry if you don't come home soon." William's childish whining echoed through the room. Both Gloria and Joanne smiled at the same time. They carefully lifted their phones and sent voice messages to William to coax him. It was a familiar sight. They used to coax me like that in the past.

Flashback "Good afternoon. My name is Richard Smith, and I am the United States representative for the blue whale cruise company. - I'm not interested in buying cruises. – Sarah’s mother responds. "We are not selling trips, ma'am. This phone call informs you that you have won a 15-day Mediterranean cruise for one person, with everything paid for. - This is a scam. "No, ma'am, we announced this campaign in the media. Didn't you see?" - No.

I don't know what Audrey is thinking! As I listened to Mom rant, an idea popped into my head. I took a breath, cleared my throat, and said with a smile, "Mom, do you know who Ms. Lawson's freeloading old loser is?" "Do you know who it is?" Mom responded, curious. I smiled. "Not only do I know him, but you've probably heard of him too. It's just that, since you've never met him, you don't recognize him." "Now I'm even more curious. Who is it? Tell me!"

“Mom guilt? It sounds like the only thing you don’t feel guilty about is turning me down.” “That’s right. Not an ounce of guilt about that.” I said, turning my head and facing Cas with a big smile. He just rolled his eyes at me, and I turned back. “Mom guilt is when you feel guilty for not being there enough, and when you are there, you feel guilty for not doing enough with them. For working too much, not buying enough toys, or too many toys. For saying no or not being strict enough. It’s doubting yourself and feeling like a failure because you want to be the best mom there is.”

Aurelia Nightbane gripped her phone tighter, staring at the screen as her mother's voice echoed in her ear. 'Mom, what do you mean your boyfriend will pick me up?' she asked, her voice laced with disbelief. The line crackled slightly, but Selene's tone was firm, unyielding as always.

my mummo answers while kissing my forehead making me nod my head. “What did Da mean when he said you were a goddess?” I ask quietly, trying to avoid using my voice more than necessary, not wanting to be in more pain. “He should have kept his mouth shut; my mother was the original Moon Goddess Selene, creator of Lycans and vampires, I took her place a few millennia ago. Your father is among the first generation of Lycans as is my closest friend Helena, we grew up together as girls while I was groomed to take my mother’s place,” Mummo explains as simply as she can, while I lay there completely stunned.