Godmother Gift To Goddaughter Novels & Stories

the Goddess says, glancing over her shoulder at our mom with her eyes crinkling up with joy to see him, “and so like his father.” Rafe just gapes up at our grandmother, I think forgetting his question. “Yes, he’s good looking,” Cora says, after translating for mom who – of course – looks quite proud of Rafe and pleased that the Goddess recognizes it too. “But if you could get to his question, mom?” “Oh,” the Goddess says, dropping Rafe’s face and giving a tinkling little laugh. “Those two,” she says, gesturing again towards Tony and Jackson. “I didn’t give them their gifts. No, I’d remember that.”

She then directed a reassuring smile at Bea whilst glancing down at the gift she was holding. She knew that her mother would be overjoyed if she received this gift. “Bea, hurry up and show your grandmother the gift that you’ve gotten for her!” Catherine said. “Okay! Grandma, this is the birthday gift that I have prepared for you this year! It’s a dragon jade bracelet!” Bea said as she opened the box carefully. “Dragon jade bracelet?” Lady Yaleman was stunned for a moment. She looked down at the gift and realized, it was just as she had said, a dragon jade bracelet!

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.”

"God took one away and blessed you with four. Four miracles." "Yeah. My four gorgeous miracles." He grinned. "I didn't think it's possible to fall more in love with Bella than I do right now." "Anything is possible my dear." She wrapped her arms around his waist. "I love you Mom." He kissed her temple. "I'm so glad you're my godmother." "And I'm glad that you're my godson." She said. "I never thought I'd be this happy this year and it's all thanks to you. Thank you."

“I’ll spare you the details and share the important bits. “The Goddess sees your scars,” she’s looking at my mother now, “and those of your friends. So much was put on your shoulders to carry, literally the weight of the world. In thanks, the She has allowed your gifts to pass to your children. Not all, but some.” “I don’t understand.” Mom mumbles. “That’s never happened before.”

he teased, grinning at Kelly. Kelly rolled her eyes playfully. “I see you brought gifts. That’s a good start.” “Of course, gotta spoil my goddaughter,” Finn smirked, placing the bag on the nightstand. “These are for the little princess. Some tiny clothes and a few essentials.” Kelly beamed. “That’s sweet, thank you, but Daniela won the godmother thingy.” He handed her the flowers. “And these are for you. Don’t say I never do anything nice and I will be the godfather.”

Lena hesitated and then took a small sip. The warmth spread through her softening the rigor of her nerves in her chest. She set the mug down and looked at Luna Celeste "You said I have power, what do you mean?" Luna Celeste sat down in the chair across from her, and her face turned solemn. "The gifts of the Moon Goddess are rare, but she never bestows them, much like her gifts, for no reason. You were born during a blood moon, was it not?"

I grinned like an idiot and took the stuffed flower bouquet from Elayne. "Thanks." Then I went quiet, eyes glued to my phone. Elayne slid her hand over the screen. "Don't look at that." I shook my head. "It's fine. I'm not mad." The camera zoomed in—Mom and some girl in the pic. Caption: [Valentine's Day with my daughter, Tia.] Elayne gave me that look—like she was trying to read my mind. I forced a smile. "I know her. Tia was in the bed next to Dad. She's an orphan. Got better thanks to donations.

But this time, everything she bought was for Chelsey and her baby. Sandra set her stuff down and hugged Chelsey, trying to feel for her godchild. Chelsey lay back on the couch and let Sandra have a feel. "Hi there, sweetie! It's your godmother here. I'm going to buy you so many yummy things to eat once you're born!" Sandra cooed excitedly. Chelsey laughed. "Your godchild is no bigger than a chicken egg right now. It won't be able to hear a word you say."

“Godmother, you’ll only have it when you keep stressing yourself.” “Heh! You really inherited your behavior from your naughty and stubborn mother!” She let go of the mirror and glared at her godson. “Godmother, Mommy said I inherited from you.” Rosella felt her nostrils widen and stared at her godson in disbelief. “I inherited my intelligence from you,” he took back before the lady exploded in anger.