In My Godmother Era Novels & Stories

I could have walked by my mate dozens of times already, and how would we ever know we were supposed to be together? "You don't know that, baby." My mom wrapped her arms around me. "You have to have faith in the Moon Goddess, that she'll find a way to bring you to your mate. Those who believe, receive." I just nodded in acknowledgment. My mom was always so optimistic, especially when it came to her faith. But I knew that life wasn't always fair—I was living proof of that.

“She was the one that helped me with my business. I just finished paying her back two months ago with no interest.” Jesse continued frowning as he tried to remember something then he snapped his fingers as it came to him. “Ah ah! I just remembered now.” He said. “My mother told me when I was young of my godmother and her name was Aviva Marshall at the time before she got married to the billionaire. She used to send me birthday gifts since she was never around and I thought of her as my fairy godmother too.” He grinned at his friends. “Official godmother?”. Kester asked.

“Mama, I don’t understand. What is happening? Why am I here? Can you explain to me, please? Why did you allow the monster to take you and dad away from me? Why?” The words rushed out of my mouth and my hand squeezed my chest tightly. “You have a purpose, my child,” she said and I saw her hands brushing slightly over my shoulders, though I could not feel the touch. “A purpose greater than you can imagine. You have always been destined for this, Aria. The moon goddess chose you long before you were born.” I shook my head as confusion and fear filled me once again. Why was my mum suddenly talking about the mood goddess choosing me for something? The moon goddess that Alpha Keiran spoke about.

This wasn't the time for selfish desires, Mom needed me. Taking a deep breath, I forced myself to focus on the rhythmic beep of the monitor. Each steady beat was a reminder, a lifeline in this storm. I would be here for Mom, strong and present. Everything else, the confusion, the guilt, could wait. I blinked back at what I met on getting to my godfather's house later that evening. My heart began hammering a frantic pace against my ribs as I stared at the scene before me.

“Who is Damon?” “The war God, he has been in the borders half his life and only returned for the festivity, second son to King Williams and born of his favorite concubine” I could not believe my luck. I am mate to the God of war which sounded odd. I was made to understand we were headed for the borders and it involved a life of war and fighting. None of that mattered to me, since I have gotten a second chance at life I choose to make the most out of it. The journey was tiring and long, we had to stop a number of times to get fresh food supplies and freshen up. Sarah my handmade, was of great help to me, I am still getting acquainted with her addressing me as “my lady”.

That was the only logical explanation for Mabel's announced sudden visit. Camille and Damien's wolf godmother, Mabel, was going to come visiting their house in the next few days. She was also their maternal aunt, but the moon goddess chose her as their godmother on the same day of Camille's Coming of age ceremony. As per the rituals, she came to that part of town every 8 months of the year to say her yearly prayers of protection to her godchildren, but in those 5 days she would be around in the house, everyone would always be on their toes, both the workers and the owners of the house.

"Mommy? What are you doing? Did you miss Cherry?" Cherry's sweet, playful voice came from the phone, sparking a shared look of delight between Jeanna and Linda. "Mommy's at work, Cherry. Here, meet your godmothers." Sophie turned the phone toward Jeanna and Linda. Energetically, Cherry greeted, "Hi, Godmother Jean and Godmother Linda! I'm Cherry. Mommy always tells me wonderful stories about you. I already love you!"

This maid wasn’t just any maid. She was Erika. My former nanny. My mother had died when I was young, and my father had been a busy Gamma in the king’s service, so, he hired a nanny to look after me and my brother Ector while he was away working. Erika was a perfect match for us. She was kind-hearted and caring, and we loved her as if she was another member of the family. When we grew up, Erika remained one of our maids. Erika had meant the world to me.

My breathing was heightening as I acted out my words raising my sword, "She is Queen Nyx Evander!" "And also your admirable mother." Rose winked cutting in, "And my Godmother." She added standing up from the chair on which she was seated, "And she is standing right at the door ready to scold you for the trick you pulled on my dad this morning." She glared at me saying her last words. "Mummy!" Eros scrambled from the floor and ran towards the door. I turned with all nervousness to see my mother standing at the door welcoming Eros into her open arms, Iris was also there to get a big hug from her Godmother.

With all his connections, he can easily find out what he wants to know about someone. I found out her name is Misha Merdz. I’m only three years older than her. Her father is actually my dad’s best friend. So now I understand why she called me Godfather that night. Misha was the little girl I stood as godfather to at her baptism when I was just three years old. I remember my dad telling me that at my young age of three, I already became a godfather at a baptism. It was all just for fun, according to my dad. But the funny thing is, Misha seems to recognize me as her godfather. I shook my head, thinking... her godfather was the one who took her virginity. Now I get why she ran away that night.