I Transmigrated As A Villain's Mother Mga Nobela at Kwento

In a trembling voice, he posed the haunting question, "What transpired here?" And then, with a heartbreaking fervor, Elena divulged the chilling truth, her voice quivering like a leaf in the wind, "Charlotte, she's a wicked, conniving bitch. She's not really your mate, Dad. She resorted to vile dark magic to counterfeit the sacred mate bond, and it was she who callously orchestrated my mother's demise from cancer. My mom was Alice, and you're my real dad!"

Trying to record me like some rabid circus animal for the world to crucify. Too late. Your daughter already picked the villain. And just in case you’re still listening, Christopher— There’s no ransom. Not anymore. I don’t want you to surrender anymore because you are nothing after all—I killed Damon, who’s originally the villain in my story, for killing my mother. While I do heard Christopher might be inloved with my Mother. That makes us on the same side—but you unravel it yourself. I just want Ingrid. You were close. You almost had her back.

“You killed your own mother. She died trading her soul for yours. The reason that Ike hated you for so long was because your own mother shifted betraying the moon goddess herself. The biggest of sins!” “What are you talking about?” I scowl at her. “She shifted whilst pregnant Aida, killing the baby and herself. Tell me…are you worth those two lives…I don’t think so.” “That’s enough!” Henri roars at his own mate. “You…kept alive…instead of a Luna and a back up Alpha. I don’t think so!” Her hatred of me is clear. I hate myself also right now. This is the reason I was shunned. My mother shifted whilst pregnant to save me from the burning car. Pain courses through my body, each blood cell crying

Everything showed that he had betrayed me when he went solo, and in this game, betrayal comes with a price. Hugo, my best friend, has now taken over. Although he still wants me to return to the brotherhood. Isla can now walk and talk more than gibberish. She's obsessed with sitting in the garden and discovering née insects. She's just like her mother, but a little different. Savien became the family guard, swearing to protect us with his life. In the last two years, I heard that my mother died; she was shot by the police. Well, they discovered their child trafficking game and hunted them down. She tried to escape, and that was it.

She paused, then added, “The Moon goddess always finds a way to bless even ungrateful werewolves like us.” I frowned. “What do you mean?” “After I passed away,” she continued, “she searched for another vessel. Someone capable. Someone worthy of carrying what was meant for me.” She turned fully toward me then. “And you were the only one available.” My breath caught. “Me?” “Yes,” she said. “But there was a problem. The transference was never fully activated.” “Why?” I asked. “Because of your father,” she replied. “And because of me.”

(Pov: Scarlett) Absolutely! This is peculiar, but let's confront the situation. Your biological mother only experienced her first transformation at the age of 16. In a way, I have a year to complete all my plans because if my daughter doesn't transform at the age of twelve, I'll have to significantly alter my strategy. As my initial plans crumbled due to genetics, I'll need to devise a new one. I must find a way to place her within the pack of my adversaries. Once she gains their trust, I can finally dismantle that miserable little family. Lina, oh Lina, I'll have my revenge through your very creation.

But today after she accepted all of her sins, he cannot believe that the mother he knows is a lie and she fooled him for years. He cannot accept that the perfect Irina is a lie. Instead, she is the worst kind of monster who can kidnap a new born baby and keep her as a prisoner for years. 'My mother is the person who kidnapped Valerie and kept her as a prisoner. Locked an innocent child away from her family and the outside world. How cruel can she be? She was raising her own son and deprived that same privilege and snatched a baby from a mother ' Raphael spoke with his dragon. Even Hydra is as shocked as Raphael.

“This is a testimony.” And with that, he began his story. He did not begin with battles or conspiracies. He began with a name. “My mother, Liana,” he said. “She was a daughter of this clan. She chose to leave the peace of this place for love in the world you call mortal.” “Traitor,” Valerius spat, the harsh word shattering the stillness. “She abandoned the purity of her blood for the filth of the outer world.”

Shivers ran up my whole body, realizing that this was not what I expected to happen. Why? Why was I her? How come...? "If you mean calling me by that name, it means..." I turned at Demetrius, who looked so broken as our eyes met. "I was the former head of the House of Cantavalle and conceived Valerian's pup on that timeline...?" "I became a marchioness...?" "The dream... It means... they happened? It means... Demetrius is my... son, and I was his... abusive mother in that timeline?"

he started, and I moved to slide down next to him, but he held me firmly in place - both hands on my hips. “We always knew she would go young; it was a given since she was the reincarnation of the Mood Goddess. She warned us when it was almost time, but it didn’t make her passing any easier. The pack was distraught after her Ascension, but my father… he lost the equivalent of his soul that day.” -CATERINA WAS A FRAUD- That voice from yesterday echoed in my head, enough to send a shiver up my spine. I feel a bead of sweat slipping down my back, enhancing the effect of the shiver. Creed seems to catch the tremble in my body and raised his eyebrow in a questioning gesture.