Novel & Cerita Ill Be The Matriarch In This Life Novel Forum

“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 ---”

“We’re not coming back here again?” “No, sweetheart.” “But why?” Tyler asked. Rose hesitated. “Nothing…we could start a new life there, what do you think?” “No, Mom. I like it here.” “T, I’ve made up my mind. Living in New York is the best thing for us and I’ve told Aunt Sonia too.” “And what did she say?” he asked sharply. “She said we could go and I think that’s what’s best.” Tyler frowned. “I’m not leaving my school, Mom.”

I pointed a finger at the matriarch before leaving, “blind bats like you deserve the people you trust.” “Arianna!” Damian’s voice followed, but I was already halfway up the stairs. “Is that how rude your wife is? No respect for the elders?” I heard his mother shriek behind me. Oh, great. Maybe the next surprise character is Damian’s father himself, why not bring out the entire Salvatore family circus while we’re at it? “What a cursed child!” the matriarch yelled after me. I grinned to myself and muttered, “Back to sender, oloriburuku.”

My wish was to make sure her life became better, but I’ve already failed her. However, Myra rumbled inside of me, and we hadn’t failed! Not yet! We are still learning, a little slower than preferred, but I am trying! And we will find her! I'll rip this place apart, log by log, wolf by wolf! I will find her, and I will turn this place upside down doing it! Then something clicked, and Myra´s growl rumbled through my mind. “The elders!” Our minds synced, and the statement echoed inside my mind. Of course!

***Trigger Warning: Margie, Steila, and Stephanie are disgusting, horrible she-wolves. The next few chapters will prove just how sick and twisted they really are. Almost every type of loss and abuse that you can imagine will be involved. If that kind of thing bothers you, I am very sorry! There are many happy moments and happy endings coming, but first we have to get through some really, really ugly stuff. Please be prepared.*** (James POV)

"The same way a prince doesn't know how to drive, or do his own laundry, or sit in a room nobody's listening to. It isn't taught. It's arranged around you until you mistake the arrangement for the world." She wanted the real answer. I could tell, because she stopped being funny, which from Maxine is the loudest thing she does. So I gave it to her, over a dinner that was, for the record, considerably better than the fish. "In Nachtigall," I said, "the women rule. My mother is the High Matriarch. My sister will be after her. That is correct and I have never once wished it otherwise, whatever anyone's told you vampires believe about us."

"The mirrors didn't just burn the Tear. They sent a handshake protocol into deep space. Something out there just acknowledged us." Killian moved closer, his hand resting protectively on the small of my back. "Is it the Matriarch’s kin? Or something the Director was trying to hide?" "The Matriarch spoke of the cradle," I said, my voice barely audible over the hum of the city. "But she never said we were the only children in it. If the 'Inversion' was felt across the planet, imagine what it felt like to the sources of our bloodline."

Make sure to become a decent person in your next life. The police had not expected to witness another murder scene while arresting their suspect. They handcuffed Mom and prepared to take her away. She remained eerily calm the entire way, until the very second before she was to be put into the police car, she suddenly broke free and sprinted toward the main road. A car, unable to brake in time, slammed into her with a sickening thud. Mom was thrown heavily onto the ground, blood oozing from her mouth. I felt my spirit begin to fade as I started becoming transparent. I knew it was time for me to go.

After a moment of silence, Mr. Gordon reminded Belinda, “If Ms. Caroline isn’t willing to be the matriarch, your sacrifice will be in vain. “Even if your plan was a success, the position of matriarch will still go to other people if you don’t have someone to inherit it.” Belinda said without hesitation, “If it comes to that, Caroline will take over. She may have made up her mind, but she won’t abandon everything. “Besides, not everyone from Wiltspoon will be here. Serenity won’t be here. Elisa might not come either. Our enemy is set on training Liberty to be the matriarch.”

The woman’s face… it was identical to the photographs of his grandmother he had seen in the secret archives kept by his late uncle Julian. “Grandmother?” Mavric whispered, unable to believe his own eyes. The woman smiled, yet there was absolutely no warmth or kindness in her expression. “Call me The Matriarch, Mavric. And you, Liora… thank you so much for bringing the final key right to our doorstep. Now… let us discuss exactly how we are going to lead this world together.” It turned out that their greatest enemy was not simply Mavric’s mother. The true source of all their troubles lay much deeper within the roots of the Thorne family tree itself.