Mami Wata Origin Novels & Stories

Harvey pointed to the book and continued: “Vampires are the most loyal and highly intelligent species in the world, they mate for the first and only time with their mate. The male usually gives the female his blood to drink to nourish the fetus in the female's abdomen. The fetus that is nourished by the blood of the turbid breed who is also the biological father will grow up healthy and can mature normally, thereby creating a new generation of Vampires.” “Females during pregnancy often lose consciousness and only act on instinct and those females can only stay close to their partner, their partner is also the male - the father of the child in the womb has given them blood. Females have a fea

"Not a lot, I'm afraid. The books you consulted definitely gave you more than what I can offer." "Tell me regardless." "Well," she begins, the tendons on her neck standing out as she tilts back on her chair, "these are stories that my mother used to tell me. The Ancient Wolves were a direct line to the Moon Goddess. Some of them are children she sired with Wolves. She could create life in a short amount of time, so these children were often born rapidly. Other than that, she would also have them in her different forms. So when they married each other and had children, they weren't coming from the same family or same line exactly. They were all different."

I’m not just a dick, I’m a fucking cunt. I look at Ayawamat, that uncomfortable pang of guilt hitting me as I take in the closest thing I have to a son, which I suppose makes me a deadbeat father. Ayawamat is 5’9” and almost as muscular as me with long, deep, dark brown hair that flows straight down to his hips. He has deep, tanned skin and the shadow of a goatee peeking through his strong features. When I created him and Orenda, I took inspiration from the native humans of the land, which is why they look the way they do. If it weren’t for their eyes, they would look no different to the very humans I modelled them after. This would probably be an appropriate time to address my lack of compa

She adds delicately as I smile back at her. “I miss him,” I utter under my breath as she nods in understanding before she looks at me. “Listen, mates are the blessings I give my wolves on earth. They are not something that exists up here.” She tells me calmly as I frown. “Why not?” she looks away from me before sighing delicately, as if she doesn’t want to reveal the real reason. “the mate bond is something I created to keep my wolves strong. Their other half was to be made whole. Their yin and yang. Over the years, it has been corrupted, and now bonds have formed with other species, resulting in an imbalance of power. This power will have consequences, my child, and as such I can no longer

My heart began to pound faster as I stared at Mama wide eyed. “You might have heard rumors of what Emeres are? They are spirit children, immortals that chose to be born as children into mortal families again and again. But that is not where I am going.” Mama sat up straight on the couch, pushing the bottom fold of her wrapper between her thighs. “What do you know of witches?” “Wi- witches?” I stuttered. “Nothing.” Mama smiled. “But you called them that day and they came to you.”

"Crossbreeding. Some of the Firsts or Primordial mated with other people either bears, healers, or humans and that watered down the potency of their genes until we have the type of werewolves we do now." It all sounded so absurd I had to laugh. "This can't be real." He just continues like I hadn't even spoken. "Well, the Primordial are a tightly knit group who kept their abilities a secret from the general public. This is because of what happened a couple of years ago...when you were born." His stare bored holes into me. "Your real mother- and mine too- her name was Siobhan, and she was a Primordial who mated with another Primordial that gave birth to you. However, he died, but rumors have i

"She wasn't one of your original spirits, then." "No. The Neratomay have no control over which spirits will animate their progeny. They come from below, attracted by the essence within the sire. Your Oni and other spirits attracted other Succubi to animate your progeny, just as Tige's Succubus attracted Oni to come into you." I was beginning to understand. Speaking of my progeny… "What made Monica so dark? I was told that it had to do with the number of Wraiths within her."

“Yes. They did. And it was then that the mediator wiped her memory and blocked her energy so she wouldn’t remember anything about who she really was.” My chest tightened. “And by that… What exactly do you mean?” Silence. “The woman on that bed… is exactly what you’re suspecting right now. She’s the daughter of the mediator. She’s the daughter of the family that was wiped out years ago. She is basically our new mediator. The one we’ve been praying to the moon goddess for. The one that has made us steadfast in our lunar celebration. The one that will intercede for the last interruption that occurred. And she’s a vampire. Half vampire and half solarian but of course her father’s genes being the

Some of the wolves bore strange markings tattoos glowing from their fur, rings of flame around their eyes. “These were the Moon Matrons,” Oya said. “Chosen not by Alpha lineage, but by vision. By calling. By the moon herself.” I stepped closer. “Why were they destroyed?” She looked at me. “Because they couldn’t be controlled.” She told me the story over the next few hours, sitting close to the fire, her voice low but steady. The Moon Matrons, she explained, were once one of the three Pillars of the Shifter world alongside the Alpha Kings and the Seer Clans. Together, they kept balance.

"Why didn't mom ever tell me about this?" Clive nodded. "Probably. Quinn's line of wolves goes back to the very beginning. They came to the New World in the 1700s when local farmers got fed up and began to hunt and kill everyone in turn. As far as we know, they were all born male wolves. We believe that you are the first woman, and this may be due to the fact that your mother is a witch." "Is it confirmed? Was she definitely a witch?" I didn't get a chance to visit Ole again to investigate the witches. “Yes,” Russell said. “I've spoken to several sources, and they all confirm that your mother was a Cory witch."