Yo Mom Novels & Stories

"She's not your mommy, you've got the wrong person." "She is Mommy!" "Look carefully! She and your mommy just look alike, they are not the same person at all!"

Mom demanded from Tyson. What the fuck ? Why would she fucking do that ? “MOMMM !!! YOU BET ON MY SEX LIFE ??” I roared in fury. “Sorry baby but mommy likes to milk dry her stuck up Dragon guardian's pockets,” she answered unperturbed by my outburst. “First of all that sounds so wrong, Mom and secondly, these fellas here can never go poor for the next three lifetimes as my mate is the ultimate boss of TJ Royal Group,” I listed out.

I distinctly heard Yelena Lipton gasp on the other end of the phone, followed by several seconds of silence. "Mom's… gone? H-How could that be? This is just too sudden! I didn't mean to be absent. I-I'll buy tickets for the soonest flight possible and head back right away. Wait for me to come back, okay?" "No need. From now on, you and I should go our separate ways. There's no need for us to be tied together anymore. This is exactly what you want, isn't it?"

"You're lying! I didn't steal any presents!" The words had just left my lips when Mom roared, "Claire Peterson!" She stormed toward me until she was standing in front of me. She grabbed my bloody arm and hissed, "How dare you talk back to Amanda and lie in front of everyone? You have utterly humiliated me, allowing everyone to ridicule me! I have no choice but to teach you a lesson you'll never forget." The pain should have been excruciating as Mom dug her fingers into my wounds. But I couldn't feel anything.

His mum said and left immediately like her pants were on fire and the whole time Moon was smiling and enjoying the scene before him, “I cannot believe that I threatened you so many times with anonymous judge not knowing you're the one, now I understand why you're not afraid all these time” “I’m glad you now know” I smile “My mum is a superhero, my mum is the best, what do you think daddy?” “Of course son mum is the best” “Exactly, Grandpa, what do you think?” “Moon dear your mum is really amazing and a super woman, mum's the best there's nothing mum cannot do”

Yūri started laughing, falling back on the bed. “Mom did not say she’s too good for me.” I grumbled. “Okay, maybe not that part. But tell me about her. I want to know everything.” Miu giggled. I rolled my eyes. “Her name is Yūri. And mom is right that she’s gorgeous. Never met a woman better looking in my life. She’s also very brazen in everything she does. She knows she’s hot and owns it. She’s got a mouth on her too.” I sighed.

What the hell ? “Oh my God !!! You are soooooo pretty !!!!” my Mom- the great Alpha Zoe Stone screamed in her sing song voice like a fan girl and if Aunt Nyssa’s hugs spelt death then Mom’s were enough to kill you for ten lifetimes- not exaggerating. I repeat. I am NOT exaggerating.

Jan’s POV After driving Sarah to the mansion I returned home to get ready. When I was about to finish, I heard my phone ring. The second I saw who the caller was I didn’t know whether to smile or to cry. I picked the phone and said “Hi, mom” “Honey, the most amazing, gorgeous and genius son in the world. How are you dear?” she asked. I think I know why my mom is calling me it’s either to tell me that she found a new girl for me to see as she wanted me to get married as soon as possible or she has found out about Sarah and the party or both. My mom isn’t very fond of Sarah since we were dating in the past. She used to say that she was the precious gem of the Yorukan family and that she was a

One hard slap landed perfectly on the handsome man's cheek. Yoona's tears immediately flowed down her cheeks. "HOW DOES PAPA ACCEPT MAMA THAT'S A BITCH IS JUST FOR DEFENDING THE DISGUSTING GIRL WHO HAS MADE OUR FAMILY TURNED UP!" Mrs. Yoon snapped disappointed. "PAPA SHOULD BE A MAN WHO WAS ALWAYS WITH MAMA FOR MORE THAN THIRTY YEARS, UNDERSTAND, IF MOM DON'T MAYBE DOING SOMETHING LIKE THAT! MAMA

"That's a Native American name." "Yeah, Monde's his daughter," Sandra informed. "Was I supposed to mention that he's...Black?" she frowned. "Oh bitch, we don't care whether he's black or blue. So...stereotypically speaking, he's packing," Mom said, winking at Sandra. "Oh God, Mom, keep it PG, will you?" "Boy, you're a grown-ass man capable of getting a blue ball, and I hope Jackson gives you one. Now be quiet. The adults are talking," I gawked at my mother.