Fern Michaels Godmother Series Novels & Stories

“I know that. That’s Matteo and Fiona’s daughter; Ravenna. It was amusing to see you two lie.” “Well, she found a file that included your name, her parents’ names, along with a bunch of names. In that file, a vast sum of money was floated around. She wants to know what business you all had that involved such amount of money.” “I know what you’re talking about. We made that transaction just a day before their demise. Her parents were funding a project that helped rescue some women that got trafficked, and I was kinda like the middleman. It cost a lot of money, and Fiore didn’t agree with their decision.”

It was about a mile and a half to the house, and they were surprised, yet again, on the way there. “Moon Goddess, how are you this morning?” Craig said as he and Paisley bowed. “Good Morning, Craig, Paisley, I’m doing well. How are you two?” Selene replied. “I’m good.” Craig said. “I’m so excited. Who are your friends?” Paisley said and asked. “These are the Angels Michael and Lucifer.” Selene said. “Lucifer?” Craig and Paisley asked at the same time. “Yes, Lucifer. I was drawn to the new goddess as well.” Lucifer said smiling.

Mother superior begged as she walked closer towards me. I shook my head angrily. “ You abandoned me, you are liars, just like that damn stupid Isolde, liars,” I screamed at them as my breath got rigid. “ No we did not, we gave both of you a life, a beautiful one, not the one like ours whose running from the church,” she stammered, as she begged.

“I want to ask you something.” “What is it?” “You’re catholic. So am I. I want to have Michael baptized.” “I’d love to help plan that.” I shifted to face her. “What can I do to help?” “I want you to stand with me and be his godmother.” I blinked. Godmother? That was a much bigger role than acting as an event planner for getting baby Michael baptized. I opened my mouth, about to spill out my gut reaction, which was a very firm no. Was she crazy?

“I’m not your enemy.” Celeste stepped forward. “Then show your face.” The figure pulled back the hood. It was the woman from the event. “You need to come with me,” she stated. “There are things you do not realize.” Celeste didn’t move. “Who are you really?” The woman looked her in the eye. “My name is Seraphina Kavanagh. I’m your godmother and I have been waiting for this for a very long time.” Celeste felt the ground shake.

"That's Jaxon his twin brother then my girls Andreina and Annaliese." "I suddenly want one of my own as well." She whined. "Get Damien to work." He joked. Sera laughed and returned the picture to him. "They're really gorgeous." She commented. "Thank you." He said, pocketing his wallet after putting the picture back in. "Who is their godmother? Don't answer that." She shook her head. "It's Lucy right?".

His mind replayed her words again and again. FLASHBACK He stepped into Sister Vera’s office. “Sit down,” Sister Vera told him. He did. She walked closer, then turned to face him, arms folded. “You’re not clergy,” she said flatly. Fred blinked, frozen. “And yet you move through this chapel as if you belong here.” “I went through Father Damien’s documents and found something uneasy.” “Uneasy?” Fred asked, pretending he didn’t know what she meant. Sister Vera blinked. “I don’t know what games you, Father Damien, and the previous priest are playing with the faith of this chapel.”

After the territories merged, I, of the Gerald Family, became the undisputed Godmother of Eustona’s criminal underworld. I took Xavier and returned to our family’s old fortress in North Atlantis. In the garden, Dad had built a small playground for him, with a carousel and swings. Bit by bit, the smile on Xavier’s face returned. He started going back to school, making new friends, and slowly stepping out from the shadows of his past. However, he never mentioned the word “Papa” again.

Mishka said. “If something happened to mama, I’ll never forgive you all. I’ll never forgive myself.” He said, and Mishka could hear the faint sobbing from inside. “Chris, since the day I met mom, people called me her miracle because she reacted for the first in years, but I never believe. But now when I look back, I find she reacted only to those things that were related to you or your dad.” Mishka said while on the other side, Christian wiped his tears. “Actually, you are her miracle. She will be fine if you will talk to her or just be around her.”

Her eyes full of tears that are flowing down her cheeks. ‘I’m sorry my child. If you don’t help us now, then the world you want to go back to will no longer exist.’ ‘Leave me.’ ‘Please hear me out.’ ‘LEAVE ME.’ The Goddess leaves the room and Veronica collapses on the bed sobbing uncontrollably. The images then flit to the same room. ‘My child, it has been two weeks. Please I am begging you.’ ‘Why should I help you? You said you would always protect me and my family but you killed me and brought me here.’