Destiny's Mom Novels & Stories

The cramped cell offered little space to move, making it impossible to straighten my leg forward. I offered Charity a small smile in gratitude for waking me. "Of course," she replied, assuming the same uncomfortable position as she stood up. I knew I couldn't survive without her. I had met Charity three weeks ago when the Red Moon's pack took over our own. She had been kind and gentle to me, especially considering I had just lost both my parents to this terror. My father had been the beta of our pack before it was taken over, while Charity's father had been an Alpha. She was supposed to be the first female Alpha after him, but their pack fell to the notorious Red Moon pack.

it's like destiny was playing a wicked game on him. he sat in his favorite couch with a glass of wine as his eyes sparkled wickedly...I will never let them be happy, that's for sure. I was there trying to provide for this selfish brat I call my son only for him to fuck the only woman I ever loved after losing his mother and so I have to just sit back, sacrifice again and watch them be happy? oh no, just not this time...I will not accept this kind of fate, never. "Hey, my Dad, where is my Dad?" Jesse rushed in almost pushing the door to the emergency room.

None of that will happen this time. "I hope that doesn't happen anyway." The two men's eyes held each other for a long moment, then Dad's shoulders relaxed a little. "Have you decided what to do with the tabloids yet?" he asked Damien. "We've already discussed and agreed," I said. “Mom wants to know this when we all we are together. - Where is she? Dad looked around. “She went upstairs to change, but it's been over half an hour, so she's probably checking emails.

Amber says and Jarret begins to protest. "Shut up and allow me to save you" Amber screams at her dying mother. "Shut up child. I don't have much time left" "It pains me to say this but I am not your mother," Jarret says as Amber looked at her confused. "I don't understand mamma," Amber says. "Shut up and listen to me. You are Princess Anderson Mendenhall. you are the rightful heir to the throne. Your parents are Jonah and Aries Mendenhall" Jarret says as Amber couldn't find the words to say.

My dad smiled at me. "We knew that in the end you'd make the right choice." My mom said. "To die?" I asked in a quiet voice. A dark look crossed my fathers face. "No. The thing you must remember, Cassandra is that destinies can change. There's someone out there looking out for you. Ultimately this pack . . . this still murdered our pack. That is something unforgivable." "Change your destiny, make things right." My mother told me, she reached a hand out towards me, resting it on my shoulder, I felt nothing, just a tear rolling down my face. "Do it for your family." She whispered as she began to fade.

Then my mom appeared out of the blue, turning his world upside down. She was – and still is – strong and fierce, not afraid of anything. I have learnt at an early age that my mom is a force to be reckoned with – she is the first female Undead, the Queen. But I never liked my mom being called that by the clan and the Deads.

"This is my family. My problem. I'll deal with it." "She murdered my mother. That makes it my problem too." They stared at each other. Two people who'd lost everything. Who'd been lied to their entire lives. Then Celeste's phone rang. Unknown number. She answered. "Yeah?" "Celeste." A woman's voice. Older. Really calm. "I've been wanting to talk to you." "Who is this?" "Call me Diana. Diana De Argent. Damien's mother." Celeste's blood went ice cold. She hit the speaker.

Yayyyyyy, I love you mommy". She yelled running off to watch TV. "My babies, I said going over to hug Damien and Lisa kissing Dame on the cheeks and Lisa on her forehead". "Hey mom, how was work today? Dame asked taking my handbag and dropping it on the couch. "Oh boy, it was good it wasn't really hectic today. How was school today? I asked them. "awesome". "Great". "Nothing happened?". "Nope" They replied. Damien rolled his eyes taking Luca from my arms. " You just got home Mom, shower and we can start dinner. I'll help. I tried to protest but he shut me up

“No…I don’t know. I don’t think so. Dad was on the brink of death but I managed to bring him back. I’ve not tried once someone has passed…it feels unnatural to try.” She considers me for a moment, my own words making me think of my own limits. “I’m surprised he didn’t take you, a gift like yours in the wrong hands could be lethal. ” “His goal was to get to Mum…he seemed obsessed by her. Seeing her in action during a battle, I can understand why.” “You’re mother’s gifts are old, passed on generation by generation…researched by the White Moon pack. It sounds as if your friend didn’t tell him about you, that your abilities were unknown

My mom’s calculating—she wouldn’t just show affection for no reason unless she had something in mind. “You got your dad’s strength, but the brains? All mine,” she joked, letting out a soft laugh. “Damian’s here—he wants to talk to you. Don’t hang up, okay?” “Sure! Tell Dad I said hi.” “He’s listening, sweetheart,” my mom added before passing the phone—letting me know they were on speaker. “What’s up, you troublemaker?” I said dryly as I turned off the stove. “Lisa, kitty, it’s been forever!” Damian said, cheerful as always. “You didn’t even answer my message. I was so heartbroken…” Then he let out one of those contagious laughs only he could pull off. I held back a chuckle to keep my cool.