Atreus Mother Novels & Stories

"As your wife, I can't just stand by and watch you go down the wrong path." I stared at the woman I once called my wife, my whole body shaking. "Let… let go of me!" Ivy grabbed me again and shoved my head down. Just as I started to fade out, a voice cut through the crowd. "Let go of my son." My mother pushed through the crowd and rushed forward, pulling me into her arms. The moment Ivy saw her, her face went completely pale. "How… how are you here?"

She was the only thing that mattered to Arethusa from now on. Amalthea’s beauty did not go unnoticed by her mother, not even in this situation. When Amalthea finally looked at her, Arethusa smiled at her weakly. And Cetus’s rage was palpable in the sea behind him again. While Nereus’s eyes never left Amalthea. “I was desperate to talk to you, you need to listen to what I have to say, I am your mother… they cannot separate us,” Arethusa’s voice was weak.

Arion had no idea that he was equated to a human trafficker in Vincent's eyes. Arion said giddily, "Vincent, is Mommy here for the tournament? Is she good?" Vincent proudly puffed out his chest when he talked about his mother. He said proudly, "Mommy is the best doctor in the world!" "I knew it! I knew it! "Larissa is Athena's daughter, so she must be as skilled as Athena," said Arion as his eyes began to turn red. Vincent perked up when he heard that. He asked, "Mr. Handsome, do you know my grandmother?"

She couldn't help but blurt out her question, "Who's she? " After not receiving any answers from her husband, she turned around and found that gone was the playful look from his face and now his expressions were as rigid as a stone. His jaws were tightly clenched and his hands were in tight fists and his eyes were solemnly fixed at the painting. Ritha's instincts were telling her that something was definitely wrong. After a long pause, Augustus spoke, "she is Queen Athena and my mother." Ritha was right. She knew that this lady was connected in a way or the other with her husband. She didn't want to be nosy but her curiosity was on rise so she gathered all her courage to ask her next questio

He looked at her again, trembling with horror, and looked at her carefully ''You are not my wife's Astraea '' She smiled, looking at her hand, before turning back to look at his face as she said " Of course, I am not Astraea your wife, I am Astraea your mate whom you rejected without reason, I am Astraea, the mother of your son, who uprooted life from her hands, I am Astraea whom you killed for no reason, only because she tried to escape with her son whom she placed in in her womb, I am your ugly truth that you're trying to hide " He felt a cold rising from his feet to his head, as he looked at her, her weak body, her worn-out clothes, her pale features and withered eyes.

Derek asked her. Arlene thought of the weird dreams she had been having for a while, but she didn’t see how they were correlated because, her dreams were basically about her evil mother. It was probably post traumatic stress disorder from everything she suffered in the hands of her mum, coupled with her father’s death, so she shrugged it off and said no.

Gunner cut in, “Yes, the Ethereal Plane. Turns out, I have been there hundreds of times. She has been watching over me all my life, taking care of me. She raised me Gunner. She took my memories so that I wouldn’t be hurt by not being with her, or something like that, but then she gave them back to me again” I spoke excitedly as I peered up at him. “You’ve lost me again” he mumbled and rubbed his eyes. “Selene, the Moon Goddess, she’s my mother. She has been with me all my life” I said slowly, watching his face twitch as my words seeped into his ears. He nodded his head slowly and I continued,

Vitatrix was not able to sleep that night. Cato had told her to get some rest before they departed. They immediately buried Juliana's body after the fight. Artemisia held her tight as she kept fighting the tears. Juliana had cared for her just as Artemisia had. She had two mothers growing up and she had lost one. More than anything Trix was worried about Hector. His mother meant everything to him. He barely saw his father and without his mother the closest family he had was his grandfather, the Roman senator Julian. Would the senator accept her friend? He was after all his sole heir.

Alley POV: As we approached my mother turned around with a wide smile on her face. "There are my girls! How are you guys?" My mother asked, walking towards us. "We are good Luna, how are you?" Ambrosia said, bowing her head. "Oh nonsense call me momma, you both are my bonus daughters now!" My mother said beaming at Ambrosia. "Momma, what are the balloons about? You have sent them to all of us." I asked, tilting my head to the side. "You all will find out soon enough!" She said giggling. "Momma, just tell us. Is it because we won the battle? Or are we keeping the peace? What is it?" I asked. "Can't say. Athea will be arriving soon so scurry back to the house." My mother said turning us all ar

I felt it before I heard it—hot pain sparking up the side of my face, blurring my vision. Gasps exploded in the room, and I staggered backwards into something hard, strong arms holding me on my feet. Atlas. My palm was glued to my face, hot tears springing to my eyes. “HAVE YOU GONE MAD? DO YOU SEE WHAT YOU ARE DOING TO THIS FAMILY?” Mother roared, straining against Astrid's grip. Her eyes held the deepest pools of hatred, every drop meant for me. “Are you okay?” Atlas whispered, hands steady on my shoulders.