Matriarch In This Life Novels & Stories

They walked together across the hall, weaving between clusters of guests until they reached the grand buffet table The matriarch clasped her hands neatly behind her back and turned to face her. “Tell me, my dear,” she began, “do you know who I am?” Cassandra blinked. What kind of question was that? She shifted uneasily, her throat suddenly dry. “I… I’m not sure,” she admitted softly. The woman inclined her head with a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. “You may call me Madam Matilda. I am the matriarch of the female members of Nordau Bloc.”

But he had forgotten how his life was with that woman because it was a long-distance memory. 'Mother, huh? Fuschia wants to be a mother. Even in the previous lives, she coveted that title more than the title of Crown Princess.' After calming down for a while, Fuschia groaned again. Dylan sniff. He smelled blood coming from Fuschia. 'Bloods!' In an instant, blood seeped Fuschia's white shirt on her stomach. 'Is that thing about to come out, to tear Fuschia's stomach?' Dylan prepared himself to turn back into a human before he met Fuschia's eyes.

But as long as they thought about how this wicked woman deliberately harmed Gianna and manipulated them into hurting her, even the deepest affection would turn to hatred in a heartbeat. "Is she dead?" After a long while, Isabella barely managed to control her emotions. "Matteo, tell me. My daughter is still alive, isn't she? She's just hiding, right?" Matteo opened his mouth, but the words 'confirmed dead from advanced stomach cancer' would not come out. He refused to believe she was dead. As long as he had not seen the body with his own eyes, he would not believe it! Domenico wiped away his tears and resumed his serious demeanor. "I said long ago that only by marrying the Principessa and tr

“I have already raised her to the rank of nymph. I have kept a place for her on the Isles of the Blessed. I gave her the best of everything. Hebe lived in a side hall while she breathed; in death she sleeps among the blessed. What more could you want?” He paused, and when he spoke again it was the voice of a man tossing a coin to a beggar. “Stop pining for her. From now on we will live well together. As for Hera, I will deal with her. Only do not make trouble. Remember this: you stand on Olympus because of me. Without me, you are nothing.” My mother said nothing. She only closed her eyes. Her lashes trembled like a butterfly caught by the wings.

"How do I know you didn't know about this and did nothing?" "No-no, I've done many things, but this, this is not who I am, please. There's nothing I can do for that poor girl, your mother. But you are my grandson the first. There must be a reason why you were allowed to exist and to become the man that you are. It's not your fault, and it's not her fault, but do you really want to give up your life?" "What do you mean? Give up my life." "Do you know who we are? Did your mother not tell you? No matter what life you had in America, it cannot compare to the life you'd have as the grandson of Salvatore Ricci." Yes, I know.

An unscrupulous company discharges toxic wastewater into the river, causing my whole family to be poisoned because we rely on that river for survival. Everyone in my family, including my aunts and uncles, lives in the same village. We're all waiting for an urgent antidote delivery to save our lives. My boyfriend is Harrison Somers, and his company is the only one with the antidote. So, I ask him for it. He agrees to come but doesn't show up after a long time. Ultimately, my family members die after being tormented by the toxic wastewater because they don't have the antidote. Meanwhile, Harrison shows up at the hospital with his childhood sweetheart because she accidentally sliced her fin

"She's true Abell blood. You? You're just her mom's distant cousin—a tagalong nobody the Pack took pity on. Did you actually think I'd become your mate?" Lena went ghost-pale. She was a distant cousin from my mother's side. After her parents died, we took her in like family. I gave her everything—let her have the spotlight, the praise. And still, she clawed for more. Even my mate. Now, exposed in front of everyone, the stares and murmurs hit her like daggers. "I'm not a tagalong nobody! I'm not!" she cried, shaking, voice cracking with panic. Kain scoffed. "You think I don't see it? Your blood, your rank—nothing stacks up to Eve. You're not even worthy to be her servant, and you thought you

Your near-perfect life is too expensive a dream for Maia. Unconsciously, tears streamed down Ruby's face. Maia's anger at Ruby's poor life choices made her furious, wondering why a woman as stupid as Ruby would throw away the life Maia desired. ‘Because this is a gift from God, I can't possibly waste it. Rest easy up there, Ruby. Look at me, who will be the perfect wife in this second life,’ Maia concluded, muttering to herself. Now she smiled softly as she took Mariana's hand, "Okay," she said briefly.

The village chief heard that and immediately ran to stop Maria. “Maria, say something slowly, why did you leave your mother-in-law's house and go back to your mother's house? Take it slow and think about why you did this.” “Village chief, I don't want to be Laura's mother-in-law anymore, Hellen spends all day hanging out in another village, and my mother-in-law Laura gives him money to go out, but there's no rice and food in the house. They don't even give us daughters-in-law money to buy food. She was greedy but did not think about her grandchildren and her daughter-in-law, but only thought of her son and herself. I will not be here to let them dictate like buffalo like horses. At least the

The bald headed elder raised his head a little but Xavier was not done with him yet. "I don't think any of my warriors or even my beta would accept that promiscuous daughter of yours as their mistress so why the hell will she be my queen?" He asked the bald headed elder who had gently sat down, bending his head in shame. He had planned everything out and he wasn't going to allow a nobody from nowhere to take what he had suffered to build for years on a platter of gold. "At least she is better than an unconscious weak mate." An elder muttered, Xavier's head turned sharply towards him, his eyes bloodshot.