Bastet Mariah Novels & Stories

Beatrice, who had just finished class, was whispering with a group of people. “Who is this Tristan Coleman? He actually wants to marry our goddess, Zendaya, and even disallowed her from continuing to sing? This guy is really damned! I curse him. Curse him for not being a man, and I curse him so that he won’t get it up in the bridal chamber during their wedding night!” a bobbed-hair girl with big, round eyes scoffed.

"Maria, you mentioned someone who could help me. What's their name?" Maria hesitated before responding, "The person who can help you is Beta Mason." A frown creased my forehead, and disappointment filled my voice. "Beta Mason? Are you sure about this, Maria? I don't know if I can trust him." Maria sighed, her expression conflicted. "Maya, he's the only one I know who might be able to assist you. You'll have to trust me on this." I bit my lip, unsure of how to proceed. "I appreciate your help, Maria, but Beta Mason is known for his shady dealings. I don't want to get involved with someone like that."

Leticia's eyes, like twin moons, glowed with an otherworldly brilliance as she entered a state of heightened connection with the spiritual realm. The moment the ritual concluded, Leticia's eyes turned as white as her hair, her head snapping up as she spoke with an ethereal resonance, her voice carrying the weight of prophecy. "Cedric can be cured, but the key lies in Marisol Hallows, the daughter of the formidable Alpha of Dark Moon. She is not only the means to heal your brother, but also the pivotal figure in the impending war against the witches, led by Guinevere and her coven." Caleb and Sophia exchanged astonished glances. Marisol, the key to their salvation, seemed an unlikely savior.

He was sarcastic. "Maybe yes, maybe no." "Anyway, stay calm as possible. You don't want to embarrass us both in there, right?" She nodded mutely. Right after their staged wedding, Ira took everything under control and enlightened his parents about them. But not to the extent of confessing about the contract marriage and how the baby was conceived. It was like a blood compact between them as well as to the certain people whom he trusted the most. At the foyer, they were welcomed by the gorgeous matriarch, Helena Alcantara-Greyson together with her honourable spouse and a retired pilot, Raskov Greyson.

"Celie, you must listen to us. Only by marrying Gideon, the giant shark, will you ever know true happiness." My parents clutched my younger sister's hands, their voices coaxing and insistent. The moment I heard those words, I knew—my biased parents had been reborn as well. For generations, the women of our family had been bound to orc marriages. In our generation now, only my sister and I remained. In our previous life, two suitors came forward: Gideon, the giant shark beastman, and Felix, the hawk beastman.

I lifted my head and looked at them steadily "That death would be far kinder than letting Alexander find out that I'm carrying his children." I took a deep breath before continuing in a frighteningly serious tone "These are my children." "I won't let anyone come near them or harm them, whether it's the Lycan King or the Black Magic Devil." I straightened my back proudly "I am Maria, the forgotten hybrid who was sentenced to death before she was even born." My hand remained protectively over my stomach "And I will make sure my children have a beautiful life... far away from all of this hell."

“How did you * hik * * kuk * know my * hik * name? Crush me * hik *? ” 'She's drunk, look at her funny grammar.' What am I going to do with this child? I can't leave her outside, but I also can't return Liah to her unit because I don't know her passcode. Before I could think, she suddenly leaned on me and vomited, damn it! disgust, it stinks!

Her once glowing skin was pale grey, lips bluish, her body rigid like a carved stone. “What did you do?!” Mariah’s voice trembled as she staggered backward. A low growl cut her short. Sergius Bezus stepped from the shadows, his eyes gleaming with rage. “You will not speak of what you see here, woman. If you do… your tongue will decorate my wall.” Mariah’s legs buckled slightly. “She’s been poisoned,” she whispered. “With wolfbane? Why—?” He stepped closer. “She won’t wake. I’ve tried everything. You, old healer, will find what’s keeping her dormant… or you will share her fate.”

I sneer thinking about my father. Mariah is a hybrid more specifically part wolf and witch, she was a part of one of the biggest witch covens in the US and a part of Brad's pack. She is one of the six people that know about how much of a piece of shit Alesso Ezio Devirolli is. My father.

hear someone say from the other end of the table. Almost every girl is looking, but it was her gaze that was the most frightening. If I remember correctly, Zariah told me her name was Mareli, from the Passion Pack. her hair is a fiery red - not orange - that commands the attention in the room by itself. Her expression is hostile "Nah, just Fate," Brynn replies carelessly. Is a fight about to start here? Mareli narrows her eyes. "I seriously think it's cheating that you got to see Malik before anyone else. Especially since you broke the rules...Do you really think Malik is going to want a Luna who doesn't do what she's told?"