Yo Momma Jokes Dark Novels & Stories

Mother: "Leo, what's wrong? You seem troubled. Of course, come in." Leo stepped into the room, the weight of his discovery weighing heavily upon him. He took a deep breath, searching for the right words to convey the magnitude of his concerns. Leo: "Mom, I need to talk to you about something... something I've discovered about Dad." Mother: pauses, a hint of apprehension in her eyes "What is it, Leo?" Leo: takes a deep breath,"I found out that Dad... he's a murderer." Mother: "I... I don't know what you're talking about, Leo. You must be mistaken."

I murmur, looking through the stuff, "Half of this won't make it past my ass." "Hey, I love your ass," Leo rushes to say, but his mom gasps so he makes a grimace, realizing what he said in front of her, "That was a joke." "Don't be crass, especially not in front of other people," she chastises him, "You are definitely not fat, Jolene and I'm sure we'll find something you love in your size." Huh. My mom would've called me an obese whale by now, but I guess not all moms are the same.

“I want to stock up on Snickers, Chips Ahoy and maybe some M&M’s. You know, melts in your mouth, not in your hands.” “Good choice, honey,” Mrs. Montemayor says. “Those will bring you luck because M&M is also our family monogram. Get it? Montemayor.” The mother winks at her daughter and freezes her face like an emoji. Grace groans loudly and Kate and Mikaela laugh. “Yep. You’ve still got the monopoly on mom jokes,” Grace says, shaking her head.

Still wearing her work clothes, she sat in front of the bar table ordering a drink that could get rid of the burden of his current mind. Her eyes traced the club visitors which were very full of scantily clad women, she looked to the left of the sofa at the end filled with many men and there was one woman in the middle of the men, she was very disgusted to see a bitch like that looking for a rich man to be used and will cause problems in the future. Like Ardi's uncle's mother, who broke the peace of the Syalendra family, how could her grandfather have had an affair with a cunning woman like that.

She laughed so hard she rocked back and forth, completely unaware that her daughter had become a corpse. "Mom, why isn't Layla up yet?" Liam looked up and asked. The smile vanished from Mom's face instantly. She rolled her eyes. "Who cares about that brat? I’d prefer if she starved to death so she stops being an eyesore. She made such a mess yesterday. I bet she's too ashamed to show her face." I floated in front of her and spoke slowly, "Mom, I'm already dead." However, she could no longer hear me.

“Exactly what I said! Alive and kicking, furious, and very serious. But wow, the way his mom was staring at me—it’s like she wanted to turn me into menudo! Hahaha!” Dark facepalmed on the other end of the line. “Roxane, this isn’t a joke.” “Oh, it’s not? Fine, let’s plan then. But I promise you, Dark, if there’s a best comedy actress award here… I’d win it! Hahaha!” “Okay… but are you really okay there, honey?” Dark asked gently, though worry was clear in his voice.

she added furiously. “Oh baby, that worked like a charm every damn time,” Alpha Zoe happily sighed. “But who thought that it was ok to wax me when I was fvcking pregnant and already so sensitive and in pain !!!” I could tell she was glaring at my mom by the tone of her angry voice. “Well you had it coming for making jokes while I was in labour,” Mom snorted. “I had no idea if I should cry because of the pain or because of your stupid knock knock jokes,” she added.

"He has a very small dick and collapses after the first round. He has a weak wolf." I couldn't hold back the laughter, "but you stuck to him." "That was because I had fallen in love with him. I didn't mind enduring that much with him." "Can I make a dark joke?" I asked. She raised a suspicious brow, "Okay, let's hear it." I giggled wickedly, "You would have taken the same step your mum did if you ended up with that man." Raven's silence scared me at first, as I thought she didn't take the joke lightly.

Looking up, I meet Damien’s eyes with a glare, making his brows furrow. “I grew up watching my father beat up my mother, his own mate, with his bare hands until she died after beating her up so badly. Even in her dying moments, she refused to reject him, says she loves him more than the world. More than me. So yes, I think I know what a mate can or cannot do to you,” I say, before I turn my back to him and head towards the door. I hear the King sigh, but he says nothing as I open the door and let myself out of his office.

I agreed, "I guess so. He's usually so serious, it just looks weird seeing him laugh this hard." I sighed, "I'm going to get ready for school, mom. His wolf is full of dad jokes. I really don't want to hear them right now." Mom laughed, "Your wolf is like Yara. She can talk to other wolves?” I nod, "Yeah, so is his. It's weird seeing him laugh like this. I'm getting out of here." Mom laughed, "Okay honey. We'll see you in the living room."