Yo Momma So Short Novels & Stories

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."

Olivia rolled her eyes, she wasn't interested in hearing any lies from the whore her scandalous stepson married into the Yates family. "But..” "Don't tell my mummy to keep quiet, granny,” Cherry interjected. She was fed up with hearing how her granny kept twisting words to suit her taste. "My mummy didn't come here for money, she came to watch over me and give me the love and care for me. Both you and my real mother could never give that to me!” Cherry retorted in confidence to defend her new mummy. "And my mummy didn't even do any shopping, I was the one who bought most of the things we got from the mall! My mummy isn't materialistic! She's sweet and lovely, a much better person than you, U

"He is the owner of the fashion company Mommy is going to start working for. Which means..." "On Monday, DADDY AND MOMMY'S LOVE STORY WILL BEGIN... YAY..."

I complain, and he chuckles. “Parking is literally $45 on this block, so I parked a little farther. This is daylight robbery,” Dad mutters. “Why don’t you two wait here… I will bring the car..” “Thank goodness,” I say, halting in our spot and dad walks away from us. Mom presses her palm on my back. I turn and look at her. She has a slim and athletic build, like me. But she is taller than me. “Why I am shortest in family?” I ask, and she laughs.

I shook my head and glanced at my Rolex watch. "It's time to go," I told my mom and looked down at her. I'm feet higher than her where she stood like a shortcake not more than 5.6' but wearing a 3' heels made me look like the tallest person ever but I'm just 5.7'. "Bye Miss. Shortcake." I kissed her forehead, my dad used to call her 'shortcake' while he was alive. "Mom I'm not going to di.." She slapped her hand over my mouth and shook her head. "Don't." her voice was broken. I hugged her tightly and tried to blink back my tears.

During a holiday, when I told my mother that my boyfriend would be coming to my house, her expression darkened. Tears welled up in her eyes as she touched my face and said in a hoarse voice, “Oh my God... Thank God you’re still alive. “Do you remember what day this is? This time, I’m not letting you die.” She acted as if she were possessed and screamed at me hysterically, “He’s a serial killer! We’ll all die if he comes today. Last time around, I was the only one left!” I believed her. I broke up with him and called the police to have him arrested. I let out a sigh of relief as I watched him get taken away, and my mother revealed a triumphant smile. She then said calmly, “That’s that.

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

“Kathie.” “Mommy?” Before Izabelle could climb down the stairs, she heard the frightened voice of her baby. She was just coming out of the room with her pajamas and she just encountered the frightening scene of someone pushing her big belly aunt down the stairs. Well, she had given her the nickname ‘big belly aunt’ because her aunt has a big belly. “Honey? You're awake.” “Mommy, sh..she,” she pointed at Jasmine as if trying to report her for what she just did.

Any shred of happiness on Chris’ face began to fade as he muttered, “Grandpa and Grandma don’t like Momo. They said my mommy was a bad woman, so they think Momo isn’t a good kid too. They also said Momo is a jinx and won’t live past the age of eight...” Charmine’s heart wilted at the sight of a saddened Momo. She quickly carried Momo into her arms and said, “My Momo is the cutest and most obedient baby in the world. If they don’t like my Momo, it means they have problems with themselves. Of course, my Momo can surely recover. God loves Momo as Mommy does. He’ll surely let you live for a hundred years. Let’s not listen to what people say about us, okay?”

He thrust harder and faster, causing my eyes to roll back. "Is this how you like it, Mommy?! Uhuhuhuh! Uh-huh! Uhm! Such a tight, amazing pussy! Uhm! Uhuhuhuh! I'm going crazy for you, Mommy! You're mine! You're mine! Always mine! You will be my wife now! Uhhh! Uhhh! Uhhh!"