Mami Wata Novels & Stories

Nearing the pack house, we could see our pack warriors fighting the rogues. There were about 500 of them. There were about 1000, but yet, with them not caring what or who, they rip, bite, and shredded they almost had us pinned. “Where is she? Where is my mate? Where is your Luna? Why did you not protect her? It was your main job, Beta” he screamed, growling at Chris as he neared him in between the battles. “They were about 20 that took her into the woods. I tried but failed to help her”, was all Chris said, looking down as he knew the consequences if there were anything to happen to my mother. My mother was a pure white wolf, a very rare type of wolf. Her fur would shine a silver color when

His eyes were completely black with veins surrounding them. " let me go. " Vince roared as he nearly dislodge Elijah hold from his arm. " calm down Vince. " Jake said but Vince was past the point of hearing. " they called my mate a pet. " Vince gritted out word as the witches all shifted back with worry on their facial expressions. They knew better than to mess with a supernatural's mate. A mate is the weak point, strong point and breaking point of a supernatural. And they just went against the mate of the strongest vampire in existence.

Her right breast is gone; she was chained and she is crying in pain. “Give me that!” She screamed but the scary beast appeared again from above. This time he has big, black wings that are shaped like bat wings and he is holding a metal stick that is bigger than the normal human arm. “No please… no!” Begged by the naked woman who is trying to grab my blanket.

My name is Erica Mareen, I was born into the moonwalk pack. I am the only child of my parents, the alpha and the Luna of this pack. I grew up not knowing who my mother was because according to my father she lost her life trying to give birth to me as a pup. My father has been really sad after losing my mom, it shows on his face all the time. Losing a mate can be very drastic and it takes only the strongest wolves to overcome such tragedy.

Anna answered. “So, what's your position here and why can you can go in with her?” She asked in a mocking tone. Marsha embarked on a minute, silent. She raised her eyebrows elegantly. “I am Lexx Anna, the national fairy, the finance of the boss that ordered you not to ever allow Carissa into this company.” Anna chuckled slightly. She opened her mouth to talk, but she ceased and changed the topic. “You can go in, ma.” “Better.” Marsha said.

I've grown up with this face My mate My first moon blessed mate (5 years ago, Roland’s Past Pov) We were approaching a dark witch's lair who had been killing pack wolves and stealing their bodies. From the data we received, it is known she is draining them of their blood, yet we do not know why. My team, Mia, Cole, Nate, my mate Raven, and I, are the five fierce warriors known throughout the pack lands. "Cole, you, Mia and Nate go around if she tries to escape. I link them

“Alpha douchebag happens to have a lover he’s in love with—well, according to the source—and he thinks she’s a devil out to separate them. Worst part? He doesn’t believe in the moon goddess or any of that jazz. In case you don’t know, the Sinister Smile Pack and the Blood Moon Pack are two of the few packs that don’t come to the MPMAC.” “MPMAC? What’s that?” “Moonlight Pack Mate Awakening Ceremony! Where the heck have you been all this time? Well, that aside, back to what we were talking about—it’s exactly like your situation seven years ago: the moon goddess is giving her a taste of her own medicine.”

"Are you afraid of your husband? Ah… I know! He must have bought you from your Mom and Dad… didn't he? Come on, be honest with me!” “Maybe, I don't know, he gave the money back then…but does that mean he bought me. He said I am his mate… I am the girl the moon goddess chose for him… to be his life partner.” “Huh… bullshit. I've been wandering in this forest, I've met many creatures…from fairies, vampires, werewolves to several gods wandering around. I know what mate means to a werewolf. Mate is a soul mate, a werewolf will not leave his mate alone without his direct supervision. Even flies can't stay on her dead skin." Answered Dame.

"I may have something." Everyone turned. One of the Betas stepped forward hesitantly. He was younger than most of the wolves in the room, with dark hair and pale eyes. I recognized him as Soren, Beta of the Black Ridge Pack. "What is it?" I asked. He swallowed. "My mother. She wasn't an ordinary wolf." A few wolves exchanged confused looks. Soren continued. "She was connected to a cult. A group of witches and wolves who believed in ancient spirits and old Moon Goddess legends. She's been dead for years, but when I was young, she used to tell me stories."

“She’s of age. A virgin. Her womb is not touched by magic or man—” “She looks more like a starved servant, are you sure she's your daughter?” Cole scoffed. “You sure this one’s not cursed?” "Cole." I called my Beta in warning as that was a sarcastic question. Everyone knew Lilith was cursed. Rumors had it that at nineteen she had seven dead mates. Who had that number of mates in three years I didn't know, but when I felt the need for a surrogate when my beautiful Luna Rachael could not conceive, I felt a strong urge to come for her.