Novel & Cerita Mami Wata Daughters

They killed all the alphas’ daughters to stop Damien’s father from having a mate and birthing powerful pups. “This is a warning to you all. As you can see, I don’t care about you all or what evil scheme you’re planning. I won’t be lenient like my father and allow you to staple in what the moon goddess gave me, which is my mate. You don’t like her? Fuck it, you have no permission to; she is my mate and will forever remain my mate. If any of you try to poke your ugly faces in my business, then I won’t guarantee what will happen to you,” he said, his hand tightening on mine. They were all just looking shocked, but I was proud of my mate.

Born of the Mother Creator, one daughter had earned the mother’s favour while the other evoked her wrath. The good daughter was given the mandate to protect humans at night, becoming the Moon Goddess. The bad daughter was banished to the underworld to rule over forsaken souls. Angry, she had made vampires to prey on the humans her sister and mother loved so much. Any soul she could bring to her side was a huge victory against them. Soon after, her sister made werewolves to counter her dark creatures. She would have gladly matched her sister vampire for werewolf. But as it happened, their mother had bestowed upon her sister the power over life, while she had been denied.

He smirks when he sees me. "So losing a mate truly does change real werewolves. Interesting. I never believed it myself." I rose an eyebrow at him with a scowl on my face, daring him to test me. "People, creatures really, like me don't have mates. However, I do happen to know a lot about yours. Celestial Patara* Jacobs, daughter of Dilexi and Fernando Jacobs. Her pack was destroyed when she was six and she then became a rogue. I growled. I didn't like anyone talking about her right now.

“They could be sisters! Where did she come from?” “Amari is the daughter of Alpha Charles Winters.” “The Blood Moon Pack? Why is she here, and a maid at that?” “It’s a long story,” Zane sighed. “Yeah? Well, get to talking.”

Hopefully, they are all there waiting for our return. I could tell them over the phone, but this conversation is better in person. Dante has said he will speak to his nonno about Vittoria and where she is. I have also spoken to the pres of the Daughters Of Chaos. Her name is Whitney Stone. The Daughters Of Chaos are not one percenters like our club, they do more good in their community. They do charity drives and runs; they help victims of Domestic Violence and keep crime off their streets. They help fund local shelters, hospitals, and schools. But don’t let that fool you. Whitney and her crew can fight and kill like the best of them if needs be.

Their mother, a she-wolf who smelled like vampires, looked at me with golden eyes. “I don't care who you are; if you continue to see my daughters wrong, I swear to the Goddess I will tear your throat out,” she spat angrily. I was about to say something to her, but finally something in her scent clicked, and I looked at her in surprise. “You're Daemon, mate,” I said and looked at the girls in disbelief. “They are half-breeds.” The girls smiled in a way that let me know they didn't see the word as a bad thing.

I froze for a moment and shot around, “Daughter…?” She nodded, “I want to bless you both. I have someone extraordinary planned for her. Your daughter,” “Nuray.” I cut her off, “Her name is Nuray.” She smiled, “Nuray will be a great she-wolf, a powerful wolf.” I thought for a moment, my husband is a Beta; does this mean that she’ll be with an Alpha? My brain rushed with hundreds of questions. “Are you ready to meet your daughter?” I nodded but then thought for a second,

She looked at him from behind her heavy eyelids from fatigue and exhaustion and the dry blood in her mind wanted to surrender, she could no longer fight, but her tongue did not obey her, because as soon as she opened her mouth until she heard her voice resounding in the place "My name is Kira. I'm Kira, Arsene's daughter, Stefan's sister, shepherd and Damien's girlfriend. Then I screamed at her throat. I'm Kira, Arsene's daughter, Stefan's sister, shepherd, Damian's girlfriend, not your lover, Lamara, I'm not that bitch to Amara, I never will be." He smiled at her with absolute meekness and then raised his eyes to his walk and moved away, leaving her at their mercy again, screaming full of h

When I turned around to look where she had gone, I found her bowing at the waist. "Where you go, we will follow. We are yours to command and send to our deaths. The Valkyrie was created in your name and will die with that honor," Sonja stood and I saw the determination within her face. Her eyes hard and her lips thin. "There is no one we wish to obey more than the Killer Queen and her daughter, the heir and coming Witch Queen."

Ceres (kneeling near a collapsed prayer altar): "They were here. Recently. These sigils are fresh—look. Etched in bone dust. Ritual sacrifice... minimum three wolves." Maera (stiffening): "And they left no bones. Then it's worse than we feared. They summoned something." A shout echoes from beyond the altar. Scout (yelling): "Lady Ceres! Someone's here! She's alive!" Everyone converges quickly behind a half-fallen pillar. There, nestled beneath a broken statue of the Moon Mother, lies a small girl, no older than ten. Her skin glows faintly beneath soot and ash. Her hair is white at the roots and singed at the tips.