Holger Rune Mom Novels & Stories

The internet buzzed with outrage and intrigue. "Heather is Liesel's mother. Heather Mallone is the woman who first proposed the research into 3D holography at Draskia. She was the one who had her notebook sold for an insane price recently and had won design awards abroad. "The daughter of the Mallone family, raised as the heiress, could never be a weakling. I didn't believe for a second she was ever humiliated into suicide!"

"Halsey… Halsey Tobias!!" "You mean Nevena's mother?" "Precisely!!"

“I’m crackling fire.” Nimue who was the most talkative woman Adrienne had known over the years was simply speechless over the exchange of conversation while looking curiously at the raven-haired stranger. Her eyes silently darted from Adrienne to Alaric to Rune. Understanding dawned on her face and she chose to be quiet for a while but when she couldn’t hold her silence any longer, she burst out at the stranger. “So, you’re Rune’s dad,” she said with a furtive smile. “Would you come inside to join us, Alaric?”

She added. I slowly looked up at her, confused. How did she even know this? Who would be a better runic tutor than Mobius? “Mobius Meadows is the most powerful runic wielder in the entire world.” I insisted, a little more forcefully than I should have. “Is he?” She asked. The look in her eyes resembled amusement. Luna Sabrina knew something. I watched as she situated herself a little and leaned back on the head of her bed. “Tell me, my dear, do you know anything about your mothers?” She asked.

She asked, Rune stared at the human in front of her, she was such a pure soul but the event that had happened recently had made her distraught. “Yes human.” Rune answered. “My name is Meredith, Merry for short, not human, by saying that you constantly remind me that I am amidst people that aren’t humans.” Rune chuckled “Monsters” She muttered quietly but Rune heard and she sighed. “Okay, Merry.” Rune said, remembering something, she widened her eyes “Sorry little human —” “Merry.” Rune resisted the urge to roll her eyes “Fine, Merry, I have to capture a sorcerer, a very one who knows her abilities through and through, I gotta go.” She said, she snapped and a mat appeared, it lay on the groun

Rune did not want to leave Rose’s side despite having the assurance that their mate bond would always connect them no matter the distance and distance, but he needed to get rid of his mother’s plan, whatever it was. “You have three minutes,” he warned and they walked into the next room. “Rune.” She tossed her poshness and allowed anger to settle on her face. “Really? A human cunt? Is that the best you can do?” A long time ago, Rune found out that his mother was a terrible person. It was relaxing to know that she had not changed. If she had started with asking how he had been since his banishment, he would have suspected that she was a clone.

mum replied "My wolfs name, how did you get ragnarok from Lagertha?" "Lagertha is originally a viking name" mum answered "Ok thanks mum" then ended the mind-link " mum said she had a hunch based on my wolfs name" "Your mums right, i am named after the greatest shield maden, and I have made it my lifes mission to uphold her name with honor"

She said lovingly and ruffled my hair. “Ok now mom, don’t think we forgot about it. Answers please.” Mom’s smile faltered a bit but she let out a sigh. “Alright. So, this rune that you drew today, this helped us a lot in defeating the demon that had plagued our territory and threatened to devour the entire planet.” “Oooh. wow, that is so cool” Talia chimed in as I listened patiently, waiting to hear more from my mother. There was a faraway look in her eyes as she stated, “The Moon Goddess Selene, she gifted me with the ability to draw runes…and not just draw runes but to create new ones. But so far, I have only been able to create one that worked as well as I hoped.”

But if the Dark Child was the daughter of Estelel to Jilroid and she was her daughter to that means the Dark Child is her sister and Margarette was her aunt. “What do you want from me, Ánië?” She asked as memories of her past were brought back to her. “We only got one fragment of the Nromais.” “Don’t worry. I really don’t need them. Simple. I want the Hristoax that Estelel gave me.” “The Hristoax? But that’s mine!” “You stole it from me!” “Liar! You greedy woman!” She won’t hand the damn thing down. Ánië made three strides and was in front of her in a second; she curled her hands on her neck and choked her to death. “Give me the Hristoax.”