Mami Wata Novels & Stories

“They’re not just after power. They want me. And if we hide, they’ll only keep circling until they find a weakness.” Maria leaned forward. “What exactly did you see during the ritual, Riya?” I hesitated. The vision returned like a tidal wave: Ama standing with black flames around her, eyes silvered over like a puppet. Behind her—figures cloaked in midnight blue with blood-red sigils carved into their skin. Not witches. Not werewolves. Something between. “I saw Ama... connected to them. Controlled. There were others—taller, stronger. Twisted. Like... they were bred for war.”

Maya and Vishous were madly in love with each other. Mostly because of the satisfaction they received from their various s*x adventures. Both of them were werewolves. Maya was a beautiful nineteen year old girl, turning twenty in a week. She was going to find her mate then. Everyone in werewolf world was supposed to find their mate once they were twenty years old. Maya was a little shy but adventurous when it came to sex. She was is personal s*x doll. A toy that he could lick and f**k however and whenever he wanted and she would still beg him for more.

I sighed and sat on the bed, the cuts were already beginning to heal, “What was your mother talking about? All of that mess about you and Nick, and then she called me…” she cut me off, “You don’t have to say it and honestly, I don’t know.” she looked at my hand and grabbed some tweezers to pull any shards out, "I'm wondering that myself. I can't believe we never realized that she was a succubus herself; I had heard rumors but I never thought they were actually true…" Mandy's eyes started welling up, "And now, my father is…" I pulled her into a tight hug and let her cry,

Nekomata Nekomata or cat of darkness, is a creature in Japanese mythology, is a creature that is able to control death, and has black power, in the myth of war the nine gods of Nekomata have a symbol of darkness, in the story Nekomata is a cat with two black angel wings and two tails, and is able to change being human. Nekomata is traditionally told as a cat that evolved from revenge because of the torture of its owner. 44. Basilisk

Lisanna started telling Cassandra everything she knew. “Those boys following them are Jet Crane, he is a warlock, Liam Wright, a werewolf from the West, and Oliver Hunt, a vampire. Jet currently ranked number 4 while Liam was 5, and Oliver was the second,” Lisanna said. Cassandra listened intently. “And those mean girls are Judith Lockhart, a witch, Krystal Knight, a vampire, and Joana Redwood. Joana was also a vampire and she was obsessed with First,” Lisanna mumbled. She ate the remaining piece for her food while looking fat Cassandra's reaction in front of her.

He answered and I rolled my eyes. "He does not even seem ecstatic about it at all." He said and we sighed. He must be scared to accept considering how our Luna died. "But he should for the pack." I added and they shook their heads. "You don't know how the mate bond works. I am very sure he will be fighting off every feelings of his to keep her in there. The mate bond is not just there. It is attraction. It is death." My father said while my mother nodded in agreement and I shook my head gently.

Also which type of Were/shifter would you like to see join the story? Thanks, Michelle

She wouldn't have minded becoming his mate. "I am to mate with the human Amanda Beckwith. She has been chosen by the Oracle and my ancestors to be my mate." "Who's this Oracle? Is she like a clan elder?" Lex launched into an explanation. "The Oracle is the oldest being on our planet. She has always been and always will be. When the females of our planet were killed by a deadly virus, she, along with the spirits of our ancestors-" Maya interrupted. "Wait a second. Did you say spirits?"

With the help of Mason, who was the right hand Man of my Father, he helped protect the pack against intruders. But then again, my mother, a seer and a wolf of unparalleled prowess, who stood at the heart of the tale. Her abilities, a potent blend of foresight and instinct, made her a beacon coveted by rogues who sought to harness her power for their own nefarious ends. In the heart of the forest that surrounded the pack, my mother could see things that others couldn't, like the future and dangers that were coming. When a big threat approached the pack, she became very important. She would warn my Father about the danger using the visions she had.

Maybe why yours seem a bit complicated, is because you are to be with three different women, with different views about life, different lifestyle, different belief and all, but just like you have said, I believe there is a reason for everything, for the moon goddess is never wrong. I am even lucky, that I am mated to a man, there are wolves, who are not lucky enough to have anyone. Those ones are seen as cursed wolves. They used them as sacrifice to the cold hands of death, when there is need for any form of sacrifice to be offered, which is why, many of them end up being prostitutes, or meeting with other supernaturals, like vampires, witches, demons you name it.