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She had given birth before and, now, after they had registered their marriage, the young woman annouced, "Sorry, I have a fiancé." "Are you referring to Grandson-in-law? Tomorrow, I will have him kowtow (bow down) to you, serve you tea and call you Grandma." "I have given birth before!" "Then have a few more." "Honey, please don't~~" "Be good, Mrs. Lu, having a son and a daughter would bring us all things good!" Losing her patience, she exploded, "You're a jerk of a husband, I'm leaving home!" Eyes flashing, he remarked, "It'd be nice to have an occasional change of scene."

(Volume 1 Complete) I have been getting into trouble often over the last year and Mom had hit her breaking point. When faced with the choice between a state-run boarding school for troubled teens or my grandma, Mom chose what she called 'the lesser of the two evils'. Grandma. Did that imply, Grandma was evil? Is that why I hadn't met her before or why Mom never once ever mentioned her? Unfortunately, I was about to find out. A/N. Cover credit goes to: SrdVegaDesigns (Volume 2 - ongoing) Now that you met the mysterious grandmother, let’s take some time to get to know her and how she became the gifted woman she is…

——————————- (Hannah’s internal thoughts) I have to find a away to escape this nightmare. I miss Josh. I miss my Mom, I miss Grandma, though I never know why I was chosen for this, but I will fight back so the existence of my family will exist in the future! —————————— Hannah is a 2050 rebel who never expected to die. After a mysterious push off a building, she wakes up in 1995 Cagayan de Oro. She is trapped in the body of her grandmother, Lucy. Now Hannah must fight to exist. Her sister Gloria is plotting to steal the family restaurant while her future grandfather Jose does not even know her name. If Hannah cannot win the romance of the century, she will fade into nothing. Can a girl from the future survive the past without her smartphone? The clock is ticking on her own birth.

Yuvika, a carefree young woman, spent her entire life under the care of her grandmother. However, when her grandmother passes away, Yuvika is left to face life alone. Miraculously, her grandmother returns in the form of a ghost, and only Yuvika can see her. The story follows the challenges Yuvika encounters in her life, with her grandmother guiding and helping her through these struggles from the afterlife. To discover how their bond endures beyond death, keep reading The Grandma, the Ghost.

Hello people! Read this comic if you want to see a whole new level of grandma-roasts(not the turkey) Please leave a comment after reading. I'd love to know your suggestions and advices. yours sincerely, author. :))

A grandmother’s untimely demise brings to light an unexpected story about an apparently normal family.

A family, still reeling from the loss of their grandmother, returns to their ancestral home for Christmas, only to discover that the house holds a dark and sinister secret. As they try to unravel the mystery, they're stalked by a malevolent entity that's been awakened by their presence. But just when all hope seems lost, Santa Claus arrives to save the day, banishing the entity and bringing peace back to the family.

Summary Half of humanity has vanished into the world of Atherion, where survival means facing monsters, tyrants, and endless trials. For J, it isn’t about glory or power—it’s about finding his grandmother, the only family he has left. Their bond becomes his strength, their laughter his shield, and together they’ll carve a path through a world that wants them broken. Grandma, Monsters and Me is a story of heart, danger, and the kind of love that never lets go. Updates- Daily 1chapter

Just short Tales for children or so

I had a friend who told me all about how sweet her childhood had been. She said her mother always tucked her in and read her bedtime stories before she slept. At first, I felt a little left out, because nobody ever told me bedtime stories in that way. But then I remembered something. The smell of firewood burning, the taste of garden eggs and the stories I was told. not by the bedside, but in the most authentic way of all. We gathered outside, under the silver glow of the moon, when it was full and bright. After a simple evening meal, sometimes while chewing on fresh garden eggs dipped in pepper nut sauce, we sat together and listened. The stories were not read from books, but spoken from the heart. They were woven with laughter, wisdom, and sometimes even warnings. They belonged to everyone, to the children who listened, to my who told them in our native language, and to the moon above that silently watched. Those evenings shaped me. Nothing since has ever replaced that feeling: the cool night air, the hum of crickets, the circle of my cousins, siblings, neighbours and friends, and the voice of a storyteller carrying us into worlds of animals, tricksters, heroes, and lessons about life. This book is my way of sharing that memory. They are not just “bedtime stories” as many know them, but moonlight stories passed down by grandmothers and elders, busy people who never forgot to remind us of who we were and what we must learn. I would love to share those memories with you now, in the hope that you too may feel the magic of a story told beneath the moon.