Novel & Cerita I Became The Heros Mom

There was no room for doubts since my wolf bore witness. My head banged, words failed me. He told the story of my mom; a graceful Queen worthy to be by my father's side. A striking resemblance he called it. But what would I know? I've never seen her picture. He described her with words far greater than just ‘good’ and my father, Alpha King Jackson Hallows, he called a man of strength and power. A formidable foe that couldn't be ignored. I was Irene Hollows, only child and heir to the throne.

“Here is my dad. He's the strongest superhero. He has a cape and a Hammer, because he always fixes everything — even my broken bike. He protects above all. And he's always there when I'm afraid." The children sounded quiet. A boy called, “Cool! Your dad is like Thor!” Emilia grinste. “Yes, but better. Because he's real.” She continued. “This is my mom. She's a superhero with a shield. You protects us when we are sad. And she has a heart in her belly because my little sister Luna was in. Mama is the love of the world.” Lena was stealing a tear from the corner of the eye. Alexander pressed her

“My parents said that Vessa was doing it as a form of physical therapy. I believed them.” Mom sighed, “They treated you like a mushroom, Iva. They kept you in the dark and fed you crap. Once you all return from the trip, I will also help you.” “Yeah, mom’s the best. She used to be the only female lead warrior across any of the regions before she met Dad.” I said proudly. “Gee, thanks.” I heard my dad grumble, and Mom chuckled. “My king, you are the very best. You know that.” Mom said, smiling, and took his hand.

"But by the time the smoke clears, the Vane family will be extinct. And she... she’ll be free." "And what about the child?" Marcus whispered. I looked at the window, my reflection a mask of cold fury. "The child will grow up knowing their mother is a hero. They don't need a father like me." That night, after I dropped Sarah off at her hotel, I drove myself to the East End. I parked the car three blocks away and walked through the rain, staying in the shadows. I stood across the street from a delipidated apartment building. On the third floor, a single light was on.

He even tried killing my parents but I was a barrier for him that he could never be near us. I’m just 27 years old but I am a wise minded woman who is mature enough to deal with such jerks by myself without anyone’s help. This led me to be the next queen of my company, the CEO of ‘Tech High’. Within some days I learned to control the whole company.

There was only one person in this world who had never tried to use me or silence me: Iris. She was everything I wasn’t allowed to be—fierce, unbound, fully herself. She’d left her pack years ago and built a life from scratch in a human city. When she was struggling to start her business, I had secretly used my personal savings to help her. When Eric found out, he’d scoffed. "That little bit of money? That's not even enough for a bottle of wine for my weekend." He always knew where to aim his arrows. Not at the money, but at my pride.

How do I tell him his father is ten floors up, engaged to a woman who hates us? A warm weight settles on the small of my back. It's Timothy. He gently slides the phone from my paralyzed fingers. "Hey, Champ. It's Uncle Tim. Listen, about that truck—and the other thing. I’ve got a secret for you. Real superheroes don't always come from stores. Sometimes they're already right there, protecting you from the shadows. Your mom is a superhero, Charlie. And superheroes are worth ten regular daddies, right?" My eyes water as I watch Timothy pace the room, spinning a brilliant story about why having a superhero mom is better than regular daddies. I feel oxygen slowly enter my lungs again.

“Georgia didn’t come back for titles. She came back for the truth. For justice. For our future.” A cheer broke through the hall. I looked to the back, my children standing with my parents. Keria ran first, clutching my waist. “You’re the Luna, Mommy?” I cupped her face and kissed her forehead. “Yes, baby. But I’m yours before I’m anyone’s.” Calvin clutched my leg. Liam giggled, reaching up to tug my sleeve. I scooped him up with one arm, holding my world close. My mother stepped forward slowly. Her face was flushed, her hands shaking. “We… we watched your rise. We didn’t deserve to.”

He wasn’t angry with me like I thought he would be. “Warriors! Gather around.” He yelled without breaking eye contact. It was only when they had formed a circle around us that he looked away at them. “Ivory is your luna. She is the daughter of the Moon Goddess and Mother Nature. She has her own powers, as you just saw. These are not all of them, but one of them. Her uncle is Adron, who you just met. He is the creator of the underworld and has threatened our way of life. With Ivory, we are set on a mission to stop Adron from killing everything we hold dear!”

I continue cutting him up as Hera cries hysterically. "Now this bastard won't be able to hurt another girl ever again," I say as I wipe the blood from my face. I was just about to talk to Hera when the door slammed open revealing my mother. "Mom? What are you doing here?" I asked her but I saw the pissed-off look on her face. "I'm here to take care of this bitch!" She says stepping towards Hera making me frown. "Mom you know we don't torture and kill women and children," I say frowning.