Ill Be The Matriarch In This Life Novel Forum Novels & Stories

I opened the door for her and grabbed her hand, leading the way inside. “Prince Jarren, Princess Jilliannah.” Conrad greeted. “Hey, Conrad.” Jillie responded at the same time I said, “Hello.” “Your mother is in the library.” “Thank you,” I replied. I lead the way to the library. Opening the door, I found my mother sitting on one of the couches with Nunny and my grandmother Marietta. “Hey, Phoenix, Nunny, Grams.” Jillie greeted, hugging them all. “We need to talk to you all,” I stated after greetings went around.

"Absolutely not! My family relies on Dennis to carry on the family name! You can't do this!" "Of course, I can also choose not to do this..." Watching Halle's bloodshot eyes, I casually blew on my fingers and glanced at her with a sense of irony, given her previous arrogance and now respect. "Just tell me who ordered you to do this? I don't believe that you and your son have the ability to do so many things online, and neither do I believe that the two of you can find out where I live on your own! "Speak up! Who is it?"

The cruelty in Travis's voice was so convincing that even Ericson looked stunned. Suddenly, the heavy double doors of the hall swung open. Grand Matriarch Maricar walked in, her cane hitting the floor with a rhythmic, menacing thud. Her maid tried to hold her arm, but she swiped her away. "I won't let that happen!" the Matriarch’s voice rang out, sharp and clear. Travis stood up, his height dominating the room, but he didn't move toward her. "Grandma, you shouldn't be here. This is a closed Council meeting."

The elder’s eyes were fixed on the still surface, her reflection barely visible. “She’s advancing faster than expected,” Teagan said. The Matriarch’s expression didn’t change. “Her blood remembers what she does not.” “You think the prophecy’s real.” “I think it’s already begun,” the Matriarch replied. “A fractured moon. A child of shadow and light. Her existence has already changed the tide.” Teagan’s gaze flicked toward the horizon, where faint clouds gathered over the distant mountains. “Then we’d better make sure she survives what’s coming.”

She smoothed her skirts, wiped the exhaustion from her face, and walked back into the warmth of the parlor. The Matriarchal Alliance Jane Bishop was already busy greeting guests, so Chloe moved toward the center of the room where Old Mrs. Grayson sat with Liam Jr. The scene was unexpectedly domestic. The three matriarchs—Old Mrs. Grayson, Old Mrs. Tang, and Old Mrs. Bishop—were deep in conversation. They looked like old friends who had known each other for lifetimes, already laughing about future mahjong dates.

“You can confirm it. The official ceremony will be held soon and broadcast throughout the country. Victoria Greco will be named my official mate, and the title of Matriarch will also be passed to her.” Even I widened my eyes a little, trying to hide my surprise. His fingers sank into my hip, and I lifted my head to look at him standing beside me. “But what about your mother? The Matriarch has always been the mother of the next heir...” Questions slipped out from one side of the room and then another. “You said it yourself. My mother no longer holds that place,” he said bluntly, and I could almost see smoke coming out of those reporters’ heads.

"But I have to, if the matriarchs find out you used black magic, there will be consequences." " You have nothing to worry about Samantha. I'm clean." She said but I still couldn't believe her. " I'll do anything for you and Adrian but sorcery, no way." She sounded so convincing and I desperately wanted it to be the truth. " You have to trust me." She said softly and I nodded choosing to believe her. "Thank you," I whispered, and there was silence between us for some seconds, almost like she knew I needed it. The Matriarchs were those in charge of Arcana Hills. They were like the government there, and they weren't such nice people, so I feared for what the consequences may be if Liv was lying

My heart was thumping so fast, I thought for sure that my rib cage would crack. "First of all, Mr. Herrington. My mother was fourteen when she took over the position of Matriarch, and she's also female...So your first two concerns are invalid; it seems to me like you're just trying to pick a fight. Though I do understand your concern about me being soft-hearted. I'm often told I'm a bleeding heart," She said truthfully. "But so what?" I stiffened. She sounded as though she were challenging him to a fight to the death.

Without your little surprise, I'd still be waiting for my break! "Let Lily play mommy dearest. We'll live it up on her inheritance. Once our kid's old enough to take over, we'll show her the door!" Their voices, clear as day on the recording, made them blanche. One of the elders, fury unleashed, landed a solid kick on Derick. "You scum. You're trying to play us, the White family, for fools!" However, Jasmine, even the hard case, just sneered. "What recording? It's all a sham! Lily could easily bribe a nurse, swap out my child with his, and whip up a fake recording. Piece of cake for her! Don't fall for her lies!"

"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."