Yo Momma So Short Novels & Stories

“I don’t see my Mommy yet. Maybe she’s busy with work. It’s okay, Teacher. She can just watch the video.” “Oh, Sevi. Sorry, I left my phone in my office.” The kid’s small mouth curved down and his head dropped. “My Mommy wanted to watch me play violin.”

She felt her lungs become tight as her eyes began to sting. "I think a Momma is someone who would eat nasty spinach when they want butta butta cake. And a Momma is going to fix up her baby's room so that she can be a princess. A Momma is going to work extra hard so that her baby has what they need. A Momma does my hair and not the other way around! Momma's cook dinner instead of bringing home fish and French fries for dinner every other day! And a Momma should say, Juicy you are not alone; even though Felix is dead now, you are not alone!" Her hands were balled into tight fists and she looked down at them suddenly.

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.

Emmm sent" "Seriously!!!mom!!"

she spoke up. "Mama Kate!" the female voice shouted happily. "You need to break up with your man. He's making me fix his beat-up truck while I'm wearing heels. Run, woman. This is how he treats wom—" "Can you shut up, you little rat?" I couldn't help laughing at the familiar words. I believe, once upon a time, my father called me a little rat. "Mama Kate, dump his ass. I'll do it for you. You are hereby declared single, you black giant bit—"

Mom requested. ****

Her being intimidated earlier was now gone, making her realize that his parents were warm, nice, and kind people. "Welcome to the family, hija. We've been looking forward to meeting you since Ira told us about your intimate wedding in Japan." "Thank you, ma'am," Chloe politely denoted. "Call me Mommy from now on," Helena assured her and added, "your mom-in-law wants to have a solid bond with you, sweetheart. I hope you don't mind." Shaking her head, she said, "None at all, M-mommy." "Anyway, congratulations to the new momma! I am excited to see your baby bump swelling gorgeously."

“Mommy!” “Your mommy is dead, little brat!” The woman spat at her. "I'll only let go of your hair if you show me your father's safe." Jenny got increasingly angry when she saw how loud Hayley’s cries were getting, landing two slaps on her face so she would keep quiet.

Too horny to be scared I found myself in a Tesla with a 6'4" stranger, headed to his penthouse in the most expensive and private part of LA. My mom would kick up a fuss if she could see this, and my dad. Oh the poor man would definitely faint if he heard that his princess was out without a bodyguard. “Are you okay? You look nervous?” My tall tattooed stranger asked as he glanced at me, alternating his attention between me and the road.

Mamãe scolded, standing up with her hands on her hips. She’s not the most intimidating person. She’s barely 5’5,” and compared to dad, Clay, or me, she looks like a child. But don’t let her height fool you. That woman can be scary when she wants. There is a reason dad’s pet name for her is a firecracker. “Okay, mamãe.” Clay frowned, handing me my phone back. “I was messing around. It isn’t like I was going to read her texts. I don’t need those kinds of nightmares.”