Godmother And Goddaughter Novels & Stories

My father stared into nothing, as though his soul had already been hollowed out. Emma curled in a corner, shaking uncontrollably. I gazed at their misery, but not the slightest ripple touched my heart. The little girl who had once screamed inside a silver cage had died ten years ago. I took Margaret’s arm, turned around, and walked away. Outside, the full moon hung high. Its silver light poured over me, and for the first time, my Silvermoon bloodline burned with unshakable strength. Three months later, I was officially named an executive of Blackstone Consortium, and at the same time, I became the goddaughter of Isabella, Queen of the North.

Daniel's POV "God Madonna? How can I reach out to you? I need your help. Please help your child get out of this problematic situation." I said, standing in front of the gate through which we can contact our gods. God Madonna was the good of dark witches, and though she was the dark one, I think she was the most beautiful, intelligent, and understanding God. She was better than those in the white world, who have turned us into their puppets and our fate as their gameplay.

“Where is our godmother?” Selina.

the girl replied with a shy smile. Jessie offered her a bright smile. "Oh really? My name is Jessie too, that makes us partners for life. I'm also your godmother. That makes you my goddaughter too. From now on, you, me and Jason are going to have a lot fun together, okay?" Jessie smiled and nodded her head eagerly. Jess smiled, pulling both children into a warm hug before stepping out of the room. She returned a few minutes later with the chicken and chips and set the food down in front of them.

A woman sat there, elegant, composed, older… maybe in her early fifties. There was something about her that calmed my nerves and made my legs stronger. Scourge bowed slightly. “I’ll leave you two.” And then he was gone. The woman’s eyes shifted to me, calm but observant. “Sit,” she said gently. I hesitated… then obeyed. “Who are you?” I asked cautiously. Her lips curved into a faint smile. “I’m your godmother.” I blinked. “My… what?” “I didn’t expect you to understand,” she said softly. “Not yet.”

"Miss Miler is finally my mommy! I have a mommy now!" Blushing in embarrassment, Chloe hurriedly clarified, "Lisa, I'm your godmother, not your mommy!" Lisa tilted her head, her big eyes filled with determination. "But a godmother is a mommy too, right? Isn't that true, Mommy?" Chloe could only smile helplessly, realizing she had walked straight into a trap of her own making. Marcus sighed and took Lisa's hand. "Now that you have a godmother, you need to behave. Otherwise, Miss Miler might change her mind."

“Leah, Sergio already agreed to be the twins’ god father. But they need a god mother as well. Will you do us the honour…” “Are you asking me to be a god-mommy to your children?” Leah looks up at him. “Are you sure? Anna? What about your sisters?” “No, we want you to be the one.” Anna agrees. “Then I will! Yes, I will be their godmother. Thank you for honouring me with such a big … title. I am a mommy now. A god-mommy.” “Well congratulations you two!” It is John coming over to shake Sergio’s hand and give Leah a kiss.

The godmother exhaled, lowering her hands as the light on them faded to a soft glow and before disappearing completely she turned to Aria and said; “Keep it guarded, he’ll be back. Find a way to handle this. If I should assist, that would be a trespass from my realm. This is your battle child and I know you can handle it. That’s why you’re my Goddaughter. Be wise, be calculative. You’re Northwoods enchantress, don’t let it fall on your watch.” With that, she disappeared too, leaving behind the silence of the chamber and the faint, relieved hum of the bottle.

“I’m the godmother.” Vincenzo lifts a brow. “We haven’t discussed….” “I don’t care,” Gianna cuts in. “I’ve emotionally prepared for this my entire life. We promised to be godmothers to our children.” Valentina clears her throat calmly. “I’m also the godmother,” she says. Gianna gasps. “You can’t just declare that!” “I just did.” I laugh, my stomach aching but my heart light. “You’re both godmothers,” I say. “All three of them.”

“As a matter of fact, you can! Basically, since you’ve helped Sophia so much, I’m hoping that you’ll attend my birthday party today! I’ve even prepared a special gift for you! Consider it to be my way of thanking you. That aside, I should clarify that I looked a bit into your family… and I was shocked to find out how terribly the Lockharts treated you!” “Though they see you as an omen of bad luck, I’ve seen how kind and friendly you truly are! With that in mind, I personally think that you’re a lucky star… Me and Sophia’s lucky star. But all that aside… I’d like to make you my goddaughter, if you don’t mind. What do you say?”