Mami Wata Origin Novels & Stories

"Oh, so what information were you able to gather?" "Yes, I went to the Midnight territory; they were the ones who got hit the most; they lost most of their powerful fighters, but I heard they have a female Alpha Maria; she has the same powers your mom has." "What powers?" "I heard their howl can control other werewolves around them; I wish I could do that." "Oh, really, she is that powerful?" "No, they said she hasn’t found her mate, so she isn’t strong like our Luna."

Mayra looked at me with a helpless and worried gaze while giving that glass to me. “My mother told me what happened to your birth mother before she died, Maddie. Ava Whitelock wasn’t an ordinary werewolf. She was a white wolf mated with the midnight black wolf. According to our ancient scriptures, the pup born from a white wolf and a midnight black wolf is called a direct descendant of the Moon Goddess, no matter the gender of the pup.” She paused and took a deep breath. The liquid was bitter, but I still drank it while listening to her explanation.

Although she's powerful, her powers are limited when against Jude. The main power Mama concealed was the ability to find werewolves. She learned that from Alejandro. I grew up near Los Angeles, California, with my third cousin, Alejandro Barbosa. He was much older than me. I was only three or four years old when Mama found me. My family were Latino gang members. My mother was murdered in gang violence, and Alejandro took me in. He sold drugs, so we lived well, but then he wanted more. Warlocks and Voodoo priests frequented him. One told him, "Your family has the spirit of the wolf god."

However, now that we have encountered other problems, we have little choice but to go live there. After arranging our new cave, Xanna erects the mystical barrier once more. Firstly, we want to rest for a while before searching for herbs. A couple of hours later, we walk through nature again and Xanna points out various types of botanical specimens while explaining their medicinal benefits with great fervor. Her mother was a witch who happened to be the mate of my father's beta. My mother often told me about all the chaos their mating caused in our pack, given that werewolves generally despise witches. But the Beta was adamant about keeping his mate as he earned support from my strong and aut

I could feel eyes on me the more I walked towards it. ‘’I have what you want, every answer you seek... Even questions you ask… I can answer, and walk over to me’’ no one was there with me, and the more I glanced over my shoulders making sure I was not hearing things, the more the voice repeated itself. Yes I had questions, questions I was desperately seeking answers to. It was no secret a slave is born without a wolf for she has to be nothing but a sacrifice to the spirit of Zeranda. I have read past tales about my other counterparts, but hearing him call me mate, only made me doubt myself and my origin even more.

I rubbed my arms, feeling goosebumps climb over them. “I never really asked my parents about it before. I didn’t even have a wolf then.” Maya studied my face for a moment. Then she shrugged and closed her book. “Well, Ravencrest might have some small differences in traditions compared to your old pack,” she said, shifting so she faced me more directly, “but the history behind mates is pretty much the same everywhere.” I leaned forward slightly. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear before beginning. “Millions of years ago,” she said slowly, “when wolves were first created, the world was ruled by the Moon Goddess. Back then, she didn’t just watch over us from the sky. She walked among wo

“During the final war between gods, mankind was caught in the middle. As a way of gaining more allies on their side, gods turned men into armies. What you have as werecats, changelings, witches, fairies, you name it, are armies created by the gods.” “What about us?” “Us? Our origin is far more complex than that and it is tied with Vampires. We were created by mistake with the moon goddess’ blood and till this very day she has not forgiven the one who made us and we who were created. Come, there’s a lot to be seen today.”

A sip of the hot tea removes the itchiness there. “Aurora!” “Yes, that was the name she gave me before I was brought back. What’s going on here?” I asked enthusiastically, hoping to find the answers for the questions screaming wildly inside my mind. “She’s the first Aswang, the root of our ancestry.” It was Madame Maida who answered. She wears a baffling expression on her face. She stood and gracefully walked around while tell-tailing the mystery behind her ominous ancestry.

her mum started as she took a seat beside her little child's bed "Long ago in a small town, they give humans as sacrifice to a creature called the werewolf, it was said to be a sacrifice so that the creature will not harm the rest of the humans in the town, but later on humans found out that the elders lied to them, it was no sacrifice it was a different situation, few of the werewolves had mates in the human world..' "What are mates?" The little Mira asked "Mates are like the soulmate you know from your princess story books" her mother used the earliest way to explain it for her and she immediately understood

"The legend says only blood of both worlds can break her chains. Kamla's death started the rite. If The Mother gets Amara too..." "We need to find her," Elias said, already moving toward the door. I grabbed his arm. "Wait. You need to understand what you're facing. The Mother isn't just a witch. She's the first witch. The one who gave magic to our kind thousands of years ago." "And now she wants it back," Celeste added. Dorian stepped further into the room. "Tell me how to find this Mother. She took Miranda from me. She won't take anyone else."