Godmother And Goddaughter Novels & Stories

That was a good plan; if her fifth daughter would do what she could not. "Don't worry, godmother, I will find another way to make Yaldabot a Greater God. His grandfather is very old; perhaps he will transfer the power of being a Greater God to him," she said. "Daughter, ask your mother to grant him that power. She can do it if she truly believes that you are the one who should occupy that position; she can elevate him to a Greater God," advised the Celestial Seer. The Moon Goddess blinked in surprise. She had no idea that her mother, the current Moon Goddess, had such power. "Why didn't she tell me before, godmother?" she asked.

Having the Accords thrust on you, finding out the law that governed our world was living, wild magic…that could be out there. But as far as conspiracy theories went, it was pretty tame. At least I hadn't come in here talking about the mists and ranting about ancient creatures in the water. "I am a Godmother in training. I have a few stories to finish out before I can be considered a full-fledged Godmother. One of those stories just happens to be Heather's, and by association, yours." I shrugged one shoulder as I leaned back in my chair, the supple leather encasing my body in a cool hug.

Franklin immediately shouted out politely, as Bryson smiled and rubbed his little head, "So obedient." "Godfather, I have a godmother too! Do you want me to introduce you two?" Franklin immediately felt that it was necessary for his godfather and godmother to get to know each other. Victoria's heart immediately tightened. Son, you definitely cannot! Your godmother has a personal grudge with this man! "Who's your godmother?" "My godmother's name is Betty, she's a beautiful big star!" The little fellow directly revealed. The smile in Bryson's eyes immediately became deeper, "Really? Then introduce me another day."

“It wasn’t me, you know I am terrible when it comes to decorations, Jamie and Callaghan are the brains behind it, I know it’s more of female’s setting but they said if he turned out a boy, he could still use the place,” “Yeah, I think so,” I smiled at her “I am thinking, maybe when the baby is born, if it’s a boy you could be the godmother, while if it’s a girl, Lydia will be the Godmother, You know what I mean, you two are basically family.” My heart skips a beat, and for a moment, I forget my pain. “Really? You want me to be the godmother?” I ask, my voice cracking slightly. “Of course! You should know that you are Lydia are the first people that comes to my mind when thinking of my pup go

her mother said, gently grabbing my hands in hers tenderly. She hesitated for a second before looking to Myra's father and nodding; both silently agreeing on something. "We were wondering, if it's okay with you...," she started slowly, unsure of herself. "Ah... well, it would really mean a lot if you could bless her on behalf of the Goddess." They both looked at me with large, hopeful eyes, full of such sadness and belief that I could maybe give their daughter one last final gift to be at peace. It was a childish notion in believing the Goddess actually cared about any of us.

The young woman placed the baby very carefully on her lap. The young woman smiled weakly and held the baby in her arms. Tears trickled down her cheeks. Instantly, both the woman’s and the baby’s bodies glowed a silvery blue color. “From this moment on, your name is Godiva. Godiva, my child—as the only descendant of the Moon Goddess, your life will be full of trials. Until it comes, you will not know your true identity. Moonstone is the lead in your life. I am sorry that I cannot accompany you in the same world, but the wolves will always guard you from our enemies. Goodbye, my daughter. I love you.”

Her look fit with what type of God she was. From the knowledge I had, she was The God of absolute powers younger sister. That's another thing with royals, siblings could be the complete opposite kind of Gods. While normal Gods normally always connected somewhere magic wise. Royals didn't have to over lap at all. Chasity went to the leopard and brought her over. It was like a baby but you could tell it was full grown.

I say to her, as I gently stroke my hand over the top of her head, where a thin layer of dark hair sits on top of her small head. "Your god mum, mums best friend Poppy was here. She is fiercely loyal and protective over your mum, and now that extends to you. She helped your mum start down the path that eventually lead her to me, so I owe her everything. None of this would have happened without your godmother, so I am grateful for her everyday."

The fate of the Guardian's bloodline was like that of the blind woman’s bloodline. They had no choice the moment they were born. There was nothing more satisfying than living. "Humph, I do have a godson. If you want to have a daughter, you have to wait for that man to come back. He dotes on his daughter a lot. If someone really fights with him for her, he will fall out with them." the blind woman said softly. "It doesn’t matter whether to recognize her as a goddaughter or not. Can’t I just regard her as my daughter?" the Guardian said haughtily.

Each word cut through my chest like a knife. I stayed beside Xavier’s bed, watching his pale face. His eyes were tightly shut, and dried tear tracks still clung to his lashes. My child should have been born into privilege and glory. Instead, because of my choices, he had suffered this. Dad entered the room and draped a black velvet shawl over my shoulders. “Get changed. From this day on, you’re no longer James’s wife. You’re this family’s Donna and the future Godmother of the mafia families.”