Destiny's Mom Novels & Stories

"Silly child, I'm here to help you get revenge." Kenzie took Vivan's hand and whispered, "You finally married into the Mars family, and you've given birth to a son for Elon. This hard-won happiness, how can I let others destroy it?" "Mom, do you mean..." "Tonight, I will make Jenna see reality and give up." Kenzie sneered, "Just wait and see!" "I knew mom loved me best." Vivan hugged Kenzie and kissed her, "Mom, you don't know, since Jenna came back, Elon has been distant from me. I'm worried about this..."

We have no other proof of his treachery. That is, until another voice rings through the clearing. "Believe me." I turn to see a slim, dark-haired woman step out from the crowd and despite never having seen her before, I know exactly who she is. Her dark eyes and strong jaw match Elias' and Damien's. Their mother. "I overheard their conversations," she confesses, her voice carrying the weight of truth. "Not enough to know the whole truth, but enough to know this was no peace deal. I wish I could have said something earlier but..."

Well, fucking hell… She pulled away from me and grabbed my hands in hers. The look of excitement on her face gave me a heads-up that she was about to share something juicy. “Mom had her own Vessel destiny that was chosen by Selene herself. Mom, with the help of an anti-God handbook, got the opportunity to kick Loki’s ass. She literally killed him so that he was reborn in a prison up in the Godly Realm. I’ll have to show you the video footage that they made sure to get. You only get to kill a God once in a lifetime.”

Destiny’s pov We were back at the Venus pack the next day. The air in the pack house felt different. It was cleaner, lighter, and a little less suffocating. The pack members who witnessed my arrival with their alpha stared at me with a mixture of shock, confusion, and a strange, hesitant pity. I clutched Liam closer to my chest, a small, warm presence that was a constant, physical reminder of the reason I was here. I was his mother, and I would do anything to make sure he had a good life. To make sure he survived.

"You ungrateful little monster! You're a curse on this family! How did the Sutherlands ever raise someone like you? "Your mother has sacrificed everything for you! Are you trying to destroy us all before you're satisfied?" I looked at her face, twisted and red with fury, and felt nothing but cold. So this was how they saw it. Mom had been stealing Dad's money to bankroll their entire family, and in their eyes, she was the one making sacrifices. While their curses chased me down the road, I got into the Porsche that had always been mine, turned the engine over, and drove away without looking back.

“Who is your mother?” Ravena swallowed hard, shame burning her cheeks. She lifted her tear-streaked face, meeting Loretta’s gaze with trembling honesty. “My mother… is Mariseth Luna,” she confessed. The hall seemed to grow colder at the name. Murmurs rippled among the guards and servants, their shock barely contained.

“More than anything.” “Love you too, Mommy.” William gave her one last look, equal parts love and warning, then turned and walked out, Kevin waving over his shoulder until they disappeared around the corner. Destiny stood alone in the middle of the toddler room, surrounded by crayon drawings and plastic blocks and the faint scent of apple juice. Her hands were still trembling. She clenched them into fists. Then she walked out of the daycare, hailed a cab on the street. She went to the place where everything had started.

And that same restless kid is now a mother, taking care of her cute mini version. 'Who would have thought that I'd witness this before my eyes?' Elliot thought as he admiringly observed Cecilia and Celeste. Although Celeste looks different from her red-haired mother, her smile is exactly the same as Cecilia's. Celeste is cheeky and smart. Her smile keeps you guessing whether she did something naughty or she's simply just lovely. "Let's go, Mommy, Grampa! Find a new pet and my dad!" Celeste pulled both Cecilia and Elliot's hands as she grinned. "Hurry!" she urged.

If I stayed here another second, my mom would probably start naming her grandchildren that she would fantasize me having with Arthur Dalton, and that would be my limit before I started barfing. Quickly shoving down my breakfast, I went to give my mom a warm hug as I slung my purse onto my shoulders and readied to head out. "Everything will be okay," my mother said to me with a smile as she waved me goodbye. “Be careful on your way, honey! And good luck!” “Thanks mom!” And with her reassurance, I set out for the Dalton Mansion, ready to take on whatever challenges that will be thrown my way.

“Where am I?” “Come,” she whispered, grabbing my hand. Suddenly, we were in a room. I saw a younger version of Lu talking to a woman—her mother? “Lucy, give him the poison. We’ll take care of the rest,” her mother said, handing her a small bottle. “I can’t, Mother. Damien’s a good person. I love him. I can’t betray him,” Lu cried. “You’re a fool. He’s a demon. He doesn’t love you—he’s using you.”