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Her face was a perfect, terrifying mirror of my own. "I am the **Matriarch**," she said, her glass lips moving in perfect sync with the voice in my head. "The Architects were the dreamers. I am the Waking. I am the one who planted the seeds in your father’s mind. I am the mother you never had." "My mother is dead!" I snarled, launching a bolt of Grey Flame at the glass figure. The flame hit her chest and simply... absorbed. She didn't even flinch. She grew brighter, the energy feeding her form.

We'd all been in the same class for three years, and there wasn't anyone who didn't know everyone else's backstory. I looked across the room, and my eyes came to a halt on the girl in the corner—Myra Davis, the very same bully who had murdered me in my past life. I could feel the hatred burning in my eyes. She gave me a casual look and put on the same smirk she'd worn when she'd crushed me beneath her heel in my last life. I smiled pleasantly at Myra. "Everyone here knows what my family's situation is like. I'm not selfless enough to give away the money I need to survive to someone else. Myra, you agree with me, don't you?"

“All my life, I have never been touched by a man. I’ve remained clean and chaste” – Ava Goodchild … As we assembled the floor, I looked around carefully, noting where everyone was. The beast was right at the center, on his throne. With a tight-lipped and stern expression, he watched each of us prudently. There were some men, standing just by his side. And one other, serving as a guard, who seemed terribly familiar. While at the top part of the mansion, were two other women. The first was Cicilia, the seductress. I couldn’t recognize the second cause I never remembered seeing her anywhere.

Without him, I felt like I was completely and absolutely alone. Miss Lillian's hand on my shoulder pulled me out of my thoughts. "Give it some time. He'll come around." I nodded slowly. "I hope so." "Miss Lillian?" "Yes?" "Am I doing the right thing? By going away with Alpha Evan?" "Does it feel right to you, Melody?" She asked. It was moments like these when I realised how old and wise Miss Lillian actually was. She had been a good friend of my mother for years before my mother had died. The two women had been lucky enough to find their mates in the same pack but unfortunately for Miss Lillian, hers had died in a pack war years before my mother had left us. My mother had taken care of her l

I hadn’t brought myself to look at my phone during my small break for the day because I couldn’t bare what he would say back to my text so instead, I just kept playing the role of nodding in approval of everything the High Priestess selected for my birthday. I also thought of all these beautiful women who looked just like me but realized for the first time we were all so different. My mother had the compassion of an angel and always seemed to be the mother of all of us then others held talents of cooking and cleaning. In truth it dawned on me I was the youngest of all and I supposed this was a special day for many as the last eighteenth birthday had been over five years ago. I started to re

"Do you guys think so? Well, that is not true at all. Yes, I'm married to Adrian and he happens to be a Prince but he's not the King, neither is he the heir to the throne so there's not much responsibility to cater. Besides, I'm not quite ready to move in with him yet. And nothing and no one on this planet can stop me from hanging with my two favorite chicas, understood?" "So something from Mars or Venus can stop you?", Rita asked, making all three of them laugh. "I'm so happy for you, either ways, we love you" "Aww, I love you guys so much", she hugged them. "Look who happens to be checking you out. Well don't look, I'll just tell you, Prince Matthew", they squealed while Rita blushed, know

However, his joy turned to dismay at the school carnival when his father forgot to tell the babysitter to bake cookies, and he ended up with generic cookies instead of the homemade bear-shaped ones his mother used to bake. Surrounded by classmates who craved his mother's famous treats, Calvin had a sudden epiphany: maybe his mother was not so bad after all. Then there was Chester Harris who despised the scheming woman who had taken his mother's place. However, during a thunderstorm, as he pressed against the door, the absence of his mother's soothing hum from the other side sent him into a tailspin. Mandy York came next, her blood pressure spiking again, then needing meds to keep it in check

Let me carry this burden for you, okay? "You're a woman—no matter how strong or successful you are, you'll eventually return to the family. You've always loved kids, haven't you, Brina? Maybe this is our chance to have a baby. "You wouldn't have to work anymore. I'll take care of both of you. How does that sound?" Henry suddenly realized something after hearing what Joanna said, his face twisting in disgust.

“My mother talked about the story behind the law all the time. She wanted me to know that no one is better than anyone else simply because they say that they are. Those that are better than others do not need to say it or prove it. They just… are.” I noticed Piper soften just a little as she relayed her story. “Sounds like your mother was a wise she-wolf.” “She was.” “I bet she is proud of the whore that you became.” Yes, I said it. I was still livid mad. Piper’s eyes began to water. “My mother died over a year ago.” Oh. F&&k. I didn’t know that. “Piper ---” “I wasn’t there for my father or my little brother on her first death anniversary. I was here instead. I ---”