Kagura Mother Novels & Stories

Kayanangai frowned. “I know everything. Do you want to bring evil into this world? If you don’t do what I say that will happen,” her mother gave a calm answer. There Kayanangai wondered, is this even her mother, this conversation she’s having right now is even real? “This isn’t a mere imagination,” “Are you my mother?” Her mother smiled, hearing that. “I may have not given birth to you but I have watched you for all these years,” she answered. Kayanangai stared at that woman who seemed like the only faith she has right now and she wants to listen to this woman.

"I won't let you die." Tora hugged her son one last time and whispered onto his ear in a language she knew the spying witch wouldn't recognize. "Watashi wa muda ni shinu koto wa arimasen. Kono monsutā o tsurete ikimasu. Shikashi, watashi wa anata ga ikiru koto o shitte iru dakede heiwa ni shinu koto ga dekimasu." Which roughly translated to, I will not die in vain. I will take this monster with me. But I can only die in peace knowing you will live. Satake looked genuinely distraught but his mother was right to tell him to run. As he slowly stepped away from the scene with tears clouding his eyes, Satake bid his mother a silent goodbye.

"Theodore and I checked your quarters. She's gone. Not even her scent lingers." Kenji looked ready to object, but Theodore leaned in slightly, his words slicing through the space between them. "We know who she really is. Our Kasumi is one of the daughters of the Moon Goddess." That stopped Kenji cold. His posture stiffened, eyes narrowing with the flicker of something that gave him away—greed, perhaps. Obsession. Whatever it was, he'd just confirmed it without a word. "I see," Theodore murmured. "That got your attention. So it is her power you're after."

"What should I do guardian Kitsune?" Before the guardian could talk, a loud sound of a door get both of their attention. Kasper couldn't move nor speak when he saw his mother approaching the both of them. Matilda is releasing a strong vibe as if her body has fire. "What did you just say?! The hunter is your mate?!"

If we don't fulfill the wishes during this period, we go crazy and are haunted by specters, in which these ceremonies serve to fulfill the wishes of the kings to whom they are sent to us, in which they were so, in which they say that she is schizophrenic, just like grandma, great-grandmother and all the Korin Iwasaki women before her. A legacy of madness and desire for sex in its adrenaline beyond the desire for death and the madness of pleasure and life. "Hatsumomo of pain. My mother runs up to me, her thin hands wrapping around my wrists, her eyes wide. "Mineko Hatsumomo, what are you doing? Enter the room!" She pushes me down the hall. - It's still daytime, I'm hungry." - Now, I'll get it

She gasped, drawing in a breath that shook the ground. But the ember didn't stop. It poured out of me, spilling into the cavern like molten light. My body arched, pain blinding me. Kieran caught me as I collapsed, his arms burning where my light touched him. "Kaia!" His voice broke. "You're killing yourself!" I forced my eyes open. My mother stood now within the collapsing pillar, hair streaming, eyes blazing gold. The silver had vanished. She reached toward me with both hands. "Kaia," she said softly, like a prayer.

“But she’s still Akira.” “Are you sure?” I didn’t answer. Because the truth was—I wasn’t. --- That night, I dreamed. But it wasn’t just a dream. I felt myself pulled into another realm—the same silver meadow I’d seen before. And she was there again. My mother. The Moon Goddess. Her hair flowed like moonlight in water. Her face was both mine and not mine. She stood in the center of a pond that reflected the stars. “You’ve disobeyed me, Kiergan.”

I was introduced into this world on the eve of my mother's death. Through the many stories of my father, I learned what I could about the woman I loved but would never know. She was called Sakura after the season of the cherry blossoms. She was a petite, delicate woman of pale skin. In her joy and happiness, she would turn the gentle pink of the flowers of the season. My father was named Homura after the blaze one would see during his anger if it ever showed.

Dea's gentle and meaningful said to kagu . "U-Uhm then I won't be able to be with mama again? But it's okay, may I ask you one bold last wish?" Kagu asked Supreme Dea, then she just nod, "I asked you, Supreme Dea, that please don't take away my knowledge about the world of mortals, because this is the only thing that my mother left in me, I beg you even if I don't have the power as I asked, as long as I don't lose it. I'm worried about mama, I'm begging you " Kagu begged to Dea, Kagu really loves her mother very much, hays, I'm curious what my parents look like.

Then I broke into a clearing. Moonlight spilled across the stone ruins like the cold edge of a blade. And there she was. Kagura knelt in the dirt, silver hair matted with blood, her arms bound behind her back. Rogues circled her in a savage ritual, teeth bared, fists slamming into her ribs, her face, her stomach. She staggered with each blow but did not cry out, jaw clenched in stubborn silence. One of them jeered about her worth, another laughed about testing her strength before initiation.