Novel & Cerita Mami Wata Daughters

“Don’t say that! Your mother loves you very much and wants to be around you all the time.” Lila didn’t argue, but she didn’t believe Auntie. Her mom’s face always lit up whenever she talked about that other girl, Aria. She talked about her like she was her own daughter. Maybe Aria really was her real daughter. Lila thought that would make sense—after all, she wasn’t her mom’s real daughter. She was a werewolf. A mistake. As they approached the park, Lila looked up to see a large house at the top of the hill overhead. She pointed. “Whose house is that?”

"Welcome back, sister. We've been waiting for you to wake up." Here, in this family with no shared blood, I felt a warmth I hadn't known in years. I slowly sat up, feeling the strength returning to my body. "Mom," my voice was calm and firm, "from this day forward, Alessia Moretti is dead." "I am your daughter." The moment the words left my lips, I felt a sense of release I had never known. The girl who humbled herself for her family, the woman tormented by poison, the daughter wronged by her loved ones. She was dead.

"Gigi, I'm planning to get close to the Gray Wolf famiglia. Rosa told you with her dying breath that you're the real Ricci Principessa. I know you don't care about that. "You never complain to me, but that doesn't mean I'm not aware. You just wanted to see your birth parents from a distance, but the Ricci Soldati treated you like a threat and drove you off. "The rifle butt smashed into your back. You came back crying but didn't dare tell me..." Matteo cupped her face, violent intent surging in his eyes. "The Gray Wolf famiglia is the underground king of this city. Without power, you don't even have the right to approach them! That fake Principessa named Lucia stole what's yours, enjoying the

My mind went blank. I didn't have a daughter? That was impossible. My dear Marilyn was so real and so warm. "No! You're lying!" I screamed as I leaped up to my feet. "My daughter's name is Marilyn Lopez. She's six years old, and she loves eating strawberry candy!" Gabriel walked over to me and placed a hand on my shoulder. "That's enough, Nat. Don't say anything else," he said, sounding exhausted. My eyes darted between him and Taylor.

Malcom stood at the moon alter and straightened his tie for the thousandth time. He’d never thought he would be here. Prepared to vow his eternal love to his fated mate, two of his best friends on either side of him, waiting for their mates as well. Not even a year ago he had been looking for a way to avoid the forced mating to Natalia Reacher. He had never expected to find Poppy, that she would be as amazing as she was. That they would face the Council, uncover a corrupt plan to control the Lycan world, unveil an underground research facility that was torturing both Lycan and human subjects. That Henry and Natalia Reacher would be dead. That Callum and Raphe would both find their fated ones

Even the heavy gloom that had weighed on me since returning home suddenly lifted, replaced by a strange sense of clarity. Mira whooped from the other end of the line. "Yesss! Elowen, you finally figured it out! Your mom doesn’t love you at all. What kind of mother treats her own child like that? "She’s been using you as a blood bag for her and that little brat Suri, draining you dry to support their happy life! "You’re the only idiot who toiled like an ox for them all these years. If you didn’t wake up now, I’d stop being your friend!"

Heather is her daughter and she is extremely cruel, like her father. Melissa and my mother Amanda are the best of friends. Rumor had it that when they were younger, they both hoped to be my father’s mate. Melissa stood as my mother’s Maid of Honor and was in the room for the birth of my sister. Both were pregnant at the same time, my mother with me and my brother and Melissa was pregnant with Heather. Although my mother is the Luna and does not normally attend births of the pack she was by Melissa’s side when Heather was born, just four days before I was.

Ada Smith is the daughter of Beta David Smith of the Crescent Moon pack. Her life has always been filled with misery and abuse. Ada’s father David was cruel and uncaring while her mother Anne was bitter and angry. It was because Ada didn't have a wolf and she was considered weak and useless. What was her purpose if she couldn't shift and contribute to the pack? To everyone she was just a burden and the only thing she was good for was cooking and cleaning. So that’s who she was, a maid and an Omega, the lowest ranking member of the pack.

I wouldn’t let them win. I took a deep breath and stepped out. The main hall was packed with wolves from all over the pack. Laughter and chatter filled the air, but it died down a bit when I walked in. Eyes followed me. Some looked hungry, others disgusted. I kept my head high. I was Harper Matias, daughter of the old Alpha, even if my own father treated me like trash.

"How many hours?" He shrugs. "No more than three." My lips part. "Three?" "Brigette, stop it," my mother says as she places my Dad's plate down in front of him. "You can see the Alpha's daughter again. You know how much she likes you." Our Alpha's daughter is fourteen. All she likes talking about is her first shift nearing and then being able to find her mate. I can't understand why she's waiting for such things already. Her first shift is two years away and her mate at least another four. However, she loves to talk to me about mates because I'm able to find mine. Every time I see her, she asks if I've found him.