Mami Wata Stories Novels & Stories

the other one said. "What if he doesn't?” The first one asked. "We kill her and feed the sharks. We can't have her going back and telling on us,” the other one answered as a matter of fact. From the way they were talking, Kim could tell that they were veterans and killing someone wouldn't be a hard task for them. "Yes. But not before having our fill. She is very beautiful. You have to agree that he knows how to choose. If I have to say, she is even more beautiful than our boss’ sister,” the second one said and they started talking about other things.

“Do you remember the stories I would read to you when you were younger?” I nod. Mama would always tell me about princess Caliana and two loves which she had to choose but only the right one would break the curse. Mama always made the best stories even Annabella would come just to hear them. “Cali, I turned your life into a story. All those stories I based from your past lives,” My past lives? I don’t have a past life you only live once. “Mama, what are you talking about? I don’t have past lives,”

It was hard to believe, but she had seen the evidence herself and there was no denying it. As a teenager, she used to read all those cheesy online fics, a werewolf falls in love with a human, and though he faces criticism and challenges, he sticks to the woman because she is his " Mate ", specially given to him by the moon goddess. She used to find stories like that romantic, and then her stupid brain would always wonder if there was someone out there for her as well, her soulmate.

The stories she had shared with Theo melded with the narratives of the dream realm, creating a kaleidoscope of tales that danced before her in a mesmerizing display. As she wandered through this fantastical land, Mama Hazel encountered creatures of myth and magic, each one a guardian of stories untold, a keeper of secrets waiting to be revealed. The characters she met whispered of forgotten tales, of hidden truths, and of the transformative power of storytelling that bound their fates together in an intricate dance of destiny.

They weren’t capable of such responsibilities other than drinking blood. The stories Nadia heard were from within the shadow pack. The elders would tell stories of the ancient past times of when Mayan wolves and vampires were sworn enemies. Wars broke out and lives were lost to conquer territories and claim leadership. Thousands of years later, vampires and werewolves came to an agreement. A peace treaty to heed the boundaries and respect for one another. Vampires and werewolves never crossed paths since. What was one doing near the borders? Nadia finally moved her weakened legs forward, desperate to find a way out of there. Her heart still yearned for the vampire and it imposed an obvious b

And finally how to break the fast. "You have to drink your mate's blood." "What? Why? How does it concern your mate's?." I asked my self as I kept on reading. "If you drink too much due to it's sweet taste, he or she will die. If you are able to control yourself, both of you will survive. "Men vampires are weird, disgusting blood sucking things." I said as I closed the book and climbed to return it.

I wouldn't put it past him to have been stalking me the entire day though so maybe it is a statement. I nodded anyway though. "Yeah, for the most part. She told me lots of stories." She did. About our pack, my father, my birth and most about my mother. Amara. Their first transformation, their first hunt, the first time they met their mates... even some adventures of her distant travels as a rogue, ...all the cute stories, with none of the bad. I appreciated her leaving out all the 'other' events. I had a half smile on my face as I thought about it. I'd like to see the plains of Giza one day or whatever they're called. I'd like to see the world.

He soon cummed. Meanwhile what started as normal sex soon took a wild turn in the hotel 's bedroom. Nikhil couldn't control himself. He became wild and started slapping Sunna hard on her butt that even left marks of his hands on her ass. He pulled her hair tightly while sex and kept on pounding her so hard that she fainted from exhaustion. He also had marks on her fingers all over his back and shoulders . He finished inside her despite knowing the fact he wasn't wearing a condom and she could get pregnant but the thought of sowing his seed inside such a beautiful woman was extremely exciting for him.

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." "And what happened to them?" "The stories are mixed," she says in a low voice. "Some said that they were hunted down because they were too powerful. Some said that

Short Story's Blurb: Being abused by her father, Alpha Talon of Nightshade Pack for many years, Fiona dreamed of finding her mate and escaping from her hell. After finding her mate was Alpha Garrick at the awakening gathering when she finally reached eighteen years old, Fiona dreamed of being the best mate and best Luna for him. However, Fiona’s elder sister, Amber, disappeared with Garrick at the party and showed up with his marks the next day. Fiona’s heart shattered as she knew their betrayal and was ruthlessly rejected by Alpha Garrick later. Despite all of these, never had she thought that the Moon Goddess made a second plan for her when she met Alpha Cyrus—her childhood friend and now