Godmother Book นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Esma’s pov Damien… I have heard that name before. But where? As if the word made its image in my mind, I find myself remembering in an instant and my eyes widened. I read his name in the book. That old book, what was its name? how to summon gods. he was the author of that book. He is a fucking god? And thanks to him I was able to summon Moona that time. And he was a fucking god of chaos? Seriously. He sounds more of a hotshot like Hecate and Moona if not less.

(Sebastian POV) After watching the wounds heal up on her back and she was finally asleep. That's when I decide to go to the packs library with Seth. We needed to go through all the supernatural books that my family was able to collect through their lives. I need to know more to find out about my beautiful mate. As I was going through all the books that I didn't realize that five hours have gone by in a blink of an eye. We went through most of all the books not finding anything that will tell me about my baby girl. I then thought about the book of the gods and goddess, but as I look through the other books, but I didn't see that book.

Her eyes were silver and she wore a silver dress that shimmered in the blue light. Azura was mesmerized by the woman’s beauty. “Come my child,” the woman spoke, her voice so serene. Azura stepped closer. “I’ve been waiting for you,” the woman said softly. “Why? Who are you?” Azura asked curiously. “I am your mother and mother of all wolves. I am the goddess of the moon. I am Selene,” she replied with an earnest smile. Azura was taken aback at her response. “But what can I do for you?” Azura said confusedly. “My child, you are special. You are my gift to my children. You are the key to end Leus’s evil,” she said smiling again. Azura was still confused. “But..how am I suppose

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.

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.”

Best to leave it for last. After reading the first few pages, my first impression is that this Alpha was a total quack. All he wrote about was the chosen daughter. The time that she lived with them brought them joy and prosperity. Apparently, he believed that her presence gave the pack well wishes and good fortune. Even though she had died three hundred years before he was the Alpha, he still wrote like it was only recent. If he hadn’t written the dates, I would have thought that he had been there for it, that he knew her personally. This idiot. Believing in fairy tales like a child. Is it any wonder it was so easy for me to wipe out this pack. I flipped through the rest of the pages more qu

"Mama's never going to get me that story book. She'll say it's an unnecessary thing for me in school. She'll say it's a fairytale thing and tales aren't real." "She'll say that?" "Yes, godmother." I smiled then signaled to my driver. In less than ten seconds, he had gotten the package out of my car and handed it over to Mirabelle. She tore the package open and squeaked up excitedly, her long brown hair with blond streaks, flying in the air as she danced. She crashed her body on mine and murmured out something. "I love you godmother, thank you for this gift." Actually she deserved it. Just when she withdrew herself again and concentrated on her book, I saw some faint purple bruises on her fac

I place the phone in my ear when I got close to her "Hey, Iam talking to you" she looks at me "It's you, my child," she said with a smile "Why didn't you tell me you were a ghost?, I made myself look like a fool" she laughs "Well if I did, then wherevwould be the fun out of it?" " That isn't funny, you're crazy do you know that?" Her facial expression suddenly changes "is that how to speak to your Godmother?" My eyes widen "Godmother?" "Yes, I am the one who helped your mum deliver you Precious, even when your dad left you and your mum, I was there" She gasps realizing what she had just said and turns around

Sarah gave birth to two children: Dante and Evelyn Vanslord. Jo nearly dropped the book. "So that arrogant prick," she muttered aloud, "is the Moon Goddess's direct descendant." She shook her head, dazed. "What awful luck to end up mated to me." But just as she turned the next page... It was missing. A ripped seam, an ugly tear right through the story. The next surviving words chilled her: "Doomsday. Deaths of thousands. Never meant to be." Before she could make sense of it... "You know that’s a forbidden book," came a voice from behind her.

Larissa thought Aster would be difficult to persuade, but she felt a chill on behalf of Wendy when Aster agreed so readily. She exclaimed, "Your godmother raised you from when you were a baby! When you were just born and needed to be carried, it was Godma who comforted you every night when you cried and fussed. In the end, as soon as you found your dad, you became ready to abandon her!"