Godmother And Goddaughter Novels & Stories

Lucia: It hurts so much to realize that I never see you again, Jemmy. I remember when I used to carry in my arms when you were just a child... No matter how much hurt I feel, I am comforted by the fact that you are in a better place... Love you, dearest... Godmother, Rose: Baby, I am crying while writing this, I just can't stop the tears from streaming down my eyes... You were the best daughter ever and I was even hoping I'll be able to carry your child in my hands just like I did you...

I couldn’t let them disrespect Catriona. She turned back to me slowly. Yes, I dared. Just touch me again and I’ll show you what it means to pick the wrong witch. "What’s going on here?" a calm yet commanding voice echoed. A woman entered. Tall, refined—this must be the godmother Vanessa mentioned. “Nothing serious,” the towering woman replied. “Just getting acquainted.” The godmother approached me, eyeing me with quiet scrutiny. “Hello,” I greeted quickly. “I’m Pamela. Alpha Jayden’s friend. And Catriona’s.”

"Thank you, Amelia. I don't even know what to say. Of course, I would be thrilled to be Luisa's godmother. It would be my greatest pleasure." In the following months, I embraced my role as Luisa's godmother with unwavering enthusiasm and dedication. Every week, I would visit my little goddaughter, armed with small gifts and toys to bring a twinkle to her eyes. We would spend hours playing and giggling, forming an unbreakable bond that only grew stronger with time.

The further he took his step away from the people, the more he faded – until no trace had been left of him in the arena. With Damon now gone, Grand Duke Gabriel, the Faithful, took this chance to gauge the after-effects of what happened to his precious daughter. “Your daughter is something else, Grand Duke of the Nether World.” Grand Duke Gabriel of the Heavenly World walked towards him. For someone who had lost his child the second time around, he was quite the chatterbox. Gukasho, who was standing a foot behind his master, took a peek at the angel who was known for his scholarly benevolence and grace as one of the pillars of the guardian angels that could match the power of the seven demon

I was expecting to see the Alpha, Beta or any of the maids but it was a woman, no doubt she was royalty from the way she was dressed, but who is she? "Oh bless heavens. I have got news that Dane has found his fated mate, God knows I never liked that Mel girl. She was just a hopeless girl my husband chose for my son on his deathbed, I am so glad she's gone now" She said with excitement laced in her tone. Excuse me, I thought Angel said Dane never knew his parents. As if hearing my unasked questions, she says. "I am the Alpha's Godmother, oh bless heavens. I have always wished for this day. The moon goddess actually outdid herself on this one. You're so beautiful dear child"

But it was only at that moment when they noticed two women observing them with grins on their faces. “So, our godsons are now grownups and back home,” Taylor noted with a smirk on her lips. “And mine has done well. Now he also has my daughter as a mate. Nicely arranged, Harad,” she grinned at the Second Prince. The triplets stared at the women in surprise before Harad remembered the protocols. He released his brothers and stood before his godmother.

Amaya and her late mother was very close, there was nothing she was not able to share with her late mum. She remembered when she first met Vedika, at that time Vedika had just moved to New York City, and she bought a house two block away from Amaya's. Vedika and Amaya's late mother became acquainted, and the two became very close, because Amaya before that time never had a godmother, Amaya's late mother thought it would be right if Vedika became Amaya's godmother.

Abbey pushed Amy away as she saw her not so convinced expression and walked past with feigned disdain. “Your god daughter?” Amy questioned in disbelief before rushing after her giggling “Does that mean I get to hug the little angel?” “Godmother….” Emm laughed happily as she rushed towards Abbey as she saw Abbey coming down the stairs. “My little treasure…” Abbey knelt down opening her arms; she hugged her tightly before standing up and raising her in the air “Godmother missed my little treasure so much.” “Liar….” Little treasure pouted as her face filled with grievance “Godmother is a liar.”

“Elera.” She leaned forward, finger wagging in the air. “Damon.” “Elera.” “You may be Alpha, but I’m the Godmother,” she said with a wink. “That means I outrank you in snuggles, gifts, and emotional bribery.” Kane groaned beside her. “Here we go again.”

She was already looking forward to the day the baby would call her godmother. A flicker of something crossed Brandon's eyes. "You really like kids, huh?" "Of course! I've said before that once Nyla had the baby, I was going to be her godmother," Valarie answered. Hearing that, Brandon frowned slightly. "If you're the godmother, then what about me?" Valarie looked confused. "What do you mean? You can just be—" She suddenly paused, realizing something was off. Damon was Brandon's uncle, which meant Mia was technically Brandon's cousin. If Valarie became Mia's godmother, wouldn't that complicate their family hierarchy if she married Brandon?