Kagura Mother Novels & Stories

Nanako bowed deeply and said politely, "My name is Ito Nanako, and I'm from Kyoto, Japan. My mother was a devout Buddhist, and I have also embraced the faith under her influence. Today, I happened to hear that you had come to Aurous Hill, so I took the liberty of hoping that you could bless and consecrate a protective amulet for me. I wish to give it to my beloved." "Beloved..." Master Jeevika mumbled the word, looking a little taken aback. After a brief hesitation, he said, "Miss, you carry the world in your eyes and radiate a gentle aura—one of the deepest connections to Buddhism I have ever encountered. If you were to take refuge in the Dharma and devote yourself to studying Buddhism, it

Akira replied briefly without telling who An really is. "Wait! I had a dream when I was pregnant with An. A woman with a dragon approached me and said that I was a lucky woman, I will be blessed with a very extraordinary child. Which becomes the balance of life. I met this woman many times but she never told me. So I thought, if you and An have a bond. So in my dream it was real. I gave birth to a daughter, a reincarnation, ”said the mother. Akira smiled, "I'm glad you noticed, but she still respects you right?"

She looked at Shanaia as she crossed her arms in front of her chest. “I don’t have a choice but to be with Tamika.” She shortly said – she was truly annoyed that she couldn’t blame her at that. “Anyway-” Before she could continue her words, Kage suddenly barged into the receiving area. His face was mournful and in pain – as if he was lost somewhere. “What happened to you?” Raven asked her an unspoken question. Kage swallowed hard as his eyes welled up. He slowly shook his head. “My m-mother…” He lowly whispered – but every one of them could hear him.

Her demeanor changed after she realized where she was. "I'm your mom! The mother who gave birth to you! Why can you speak rudely like this to your mother, Nara? Why don't you want to see your mother anymore?" "NO! YOU ARE NOT MY MOTHER!" Nara shouted as loud as she could. "My mother died a long time ago! I don't have a mother anymore!" shouted Nara even louder. She couldn't believe what the creature in front of her was saying. The woman was silent, her head lowered. Then giggling.

Mother is. The whole place was eerily quiet as mother graced us with her presence, her aura powerful and alluring. Every wolf could feel the sudden calmness, even Lila was calm. I am powerful, but besides my mother, I am just a bug. I can never match her aura and at moments like this, I understand who she really is, a goddess and our creator. She stood where I was standing before, wearing a white long gown that covered every part of her body except her neck. What I love about the gown is the flowers on it, simple and elegant. Everyone looked at her in awe, and I bet they could stare at her all day without getting tired. The door opened and Silver walked in.

When I open my hand to see what’s inside, I know why. “Is this…?” I trail off and she nods. The Obsidian Teardrop; the main thing Marle needs to resurrect the Wolf God, Xamnir. “Did your mother know all of this would happen?” Kira crosses her arms and shrugs. “I don’t know, but I think she had a vision about all of this. My mother’s visions aren’t stable anymore, though, and with time they’ve become more like flashes than full-blown scenes. Something must have made her want to hide this, and I need to find out why.”

he shouted, not sure who he was asking. The middle child closed his eyes. “She made a promise,” he said. “Not to the Dark. To the house.” --- Memory bled into the room. They saw their mother kneeling, long before her death, fingers digging into the earth beneath the floor. They saw her burying something wrapped in cloth — something that moved. They heard her voice cracking as she swore protection, shelter, inheritance. Take me instead, Lerato had pleaded. Leave them. The promise had been accepted. But not completed.

"Mr. Kim told me that there is a Mother’s temple where you are. And send me pictures, it’s an opportunity I can’t miss. We can also use it for Sera training." She hung up without saying goodbye and the younger ones rushed to obey. Getting dressed quickly, they ran to the place. The Mother’s temple there was much larger than that of Wolf Paws. There was a huge statue of her and two wolves in front of her. However, it was necessary to climb a ladder to get to it. Next to the statue, there were two cauldrons to be lit and a torch next to it that did not go out. Karim took pictures for the teacher and sent them. Sera lit the cauldrons and looked at her next challenge. There was a big well in fro

“What did he mean by that? Why would Akira think you’re so important to her plan?” Kaida hesitated, her gaze dropping to the map. “Atlas, there’s something you need to know. Something my father told me about our bloodline.” I leaned forward, my attention fully on her. “Go on.” She took a deep breath. “My mother came from a line of wolves blessed by the Moon Goddess herself. They were given extraordinary gifts—strength, speed, and, in rare cases, powers that go beyond the physical. My father believes that gift runs through me.”

The Queen mother insisted Kyra should raise her head up to see what she has to show Kyra. The woman sitting next to Kyra immediately tapped Kyra as a sign of telling her to raise her head Kyra still refused to raise her head to see her mother. Her mother felt touched by her innocent attitude and stretched her hand towards her with a purple flame. Kyra saw the flames and her eyes popped out as the realization dawned on her. Her mother was also a witch. She looked around hysterically. She couldn't believe she had a witch mother. Her real mother is a witch. What is happening to her life now. She looked at the purple glue on her mother's hands again.