I Will Be The Matriarch In This Life Novels & Stories

I raise my head up now, coming face to face with my mother, though her face is completely veiled. "You’ve come a long way, my child," she says in a soft tone that fills me with warmth as she offers a hand to help me back on my feet. I take her hand, getting to my feet and standing right by her side, though staring at her face. For some reason, I don’t remember what it looks like. "We are gathered here to witness the crowning of my precious daughter as the next matriarch of Astria." She announces, and the crowd around us goes insanely wild, clapping and applauding my rise to the throne, distracting me completely from my worries while I blush.

I was a close friend of your Father *Orson Gael* before he died, so I made a promise to him that I'm going to protect you as your uncle. "Tell me the truth Camilla, where have you been all those whiles?" He shrugged at her as the fateful event which had happened that day occurred to her. No she can't. She can't really tell him the truth about her brother being her mate. She knew that the moon goddess had made such a mistake in choosing Waylen as her mate. Hopefully it isn't too late to find her mate after all

Dead! No... I don't want to die. Who's that crazy to want to die again after experiencing it once? I shook my head frantically. No, I will not allow this! I will live my life to the fullest this time! But first, I need to figure out the current situation I was in as ‘Belladonna’ and make a plan to ensure my survival.

asked the matriarch. "Dark times are coming; pitifully, the war between packs is coming, and I cannot move my chips to prevent it," the Goddess said regretfully, and a shiver ran through my entire body. "The only thing you can do is prepare everyone to fight with a power they have never faced before." The matriarch frowned, and then an expression of horror showed in her eyes. "She managed to open the portal to the other side?" the matriarch asked, and I frowned uncomprehendingly.

“Unborn. Conceived through a fertility spell of the old tongue. That spell is forbidden to be used without consent.” The Matriarch’s smile faltered. Maika stepped forward. “The child carries my son’s blood. His power. His legacy. I want the truth, Matriarch. One of your family used him. And if you value your name and line, you will tell me now who it was.” Silence fell heavy as thunder. The Matriarch exhaled slowly, then gestured. “Summon the young witches. All of them.” Within moments, the younger Moonwell women—Lysandra among them—were gathered in the hall. They stood in an uneasy line, all too aware of the storm hovering in the vampire princess’s eyes.

I asked. Vira snorted. “Controlled by the Matriarch.” At my sour look, she shrugged her shoulders. “Better than living with her. She’s a right bitch, that one.” She chuckled then pounded the table. “This troubles me. Enough that I’m going to involve myself.” Her bright, blue eyes tingled with silver met mine. “Alpha, watch your borders. Keep everyone inside ‘em. And make a plan to get your mate back.” Her eyes raked me up and down. “Mother knows you need her.”

“You fear she is not ready. You fear she is dangerous.” “She’s not dangerous,” I growled. “She’s…” My voice faltered. The bond thrummed between us, Ivy’s heartbeat echoing faintly in my chest. “She’s mine.” “Love and fear taste the same,” the Matriarch murmured, her eyes glowing brighter. “If I am to stand against Jace, against Kyle, I must know she is not a weapon waiting to be used against us.” “You’ll have to take my word for it.” “Unacceptable.”

Years of intermingling with the matriarch's family who share her special blood resulted to the new hierarchy, the world order of evolvers. Those are people who have specialties, some strong like they could lift mountains and exceptional memory and intelligence like the professor. Others weak like their cock can form a kilometer arc of gushing when they urinate. The piss attack that's very popular on the websites. But no one could match the matriarch who has super strength and longevity; eternal life, the fountain of youth! One can imagine the ruckus she brings whenever she appears as she holds the record of the world's oldest grandmother alive. All wanted to suck her blood up and study her.

A kick from the matriarch against Hagai which sent him flying backward. “Don’t you ever try to acquaint yourself with my daughter. You’re merely but a product of shame. You were born dishonorably. Can’t you see how Jayden was born into the royal family.” The matriarch smiled. There was silence. “Now you better stop being emotional and stand up. Go and find the means in which Jessica might stand on her feet.” “What if I don’t?” “You will, Hagai!” The matriarch bit on her lower lips.

Her aura was so disorderly that the elements of the world were in turmoil, and the strong storm that churned above was the result of this. “I had a vision,” the Matriarch of Ancients stated as she tried to take hold of her emotions. Her aide frowned when he heard her. The Matriarch was one who never lost her cool. She was an Oracle, so naturally visions and prophecies were her daily bread. Even when she saw the vision of her son’s path, she wasn’t shaken so. Whatever she saw must have been devastating. “What did you see Matriarch?” the aide asked. “The End,” she replied.