Novel & Cerita Matriarch

They were the ones who had shattered my world for years. “She saw your father—her own flesh and blood—get dragged into the gutter and ruined by your mother,” Nic explained, his tone a mix of regret and clinical precision. “When she realized our Syndicate signatures were tied to yours, she panicked. She saw history repeating itself. She thought she’d let a Trojan horse into the Moretti Family Estate.” So, the Matriarch wasn’t just a high-society snob who enjoyed looking down on the help. She had calculated, cold-blooded reasons for every cruelty she’d inflicted. Reasons she’d kept encrypted for my entire life. To me, that made her even more of a villain.

I curse fate under my breath, drag a palm over my face, and mutter, “Thank you. You may go.” She bows, still glowing with gossip energy, and hurries down the hallway. I storm into the room and shut the door behind me harder than necessary. Caius looks up from where he’s inspecting a golden ornament piece on the table, a question on his face. “What’s the motherfucking Matriarch anyway?” I demand. Silence settles for a beat. Caius tilts his head. “I believe those are the culty Oracians,” he says slowly. “Father mentioned them. Only women are allowed to rule there, so their leader is called the Matriarch.”

She was a conduit for a consciousness that viewed human beings as nothing more than biological assets. "Leave her alone," the Matriarch commanded, her voice echoing through the room with a power that made the walls tremble. "The harvest has begun. I do not need a body of my own when I have a lineage of puppets. The resonance between Alaric and Elara is the catalyst. Once the baby and the parents are synchronised in total emotional collapse, the merger will be complete. I will not just be a ghost in the machine. I will be the goddess of a new, perfected humanity."

"I still don't understand." Jada rubs her temples roughly and collapses into a crouch. "My mother is an extremely powerful witch. She's like a thousand years old so she has more experience than even our elders. She disappeared a few years ago, just before Syrra's parents vanished," she mumbles—almost incoherently. "Wait—how do you know it's hers? Do you guys have like a signature or something?" She nods. "Powerful ones do. My mother's magic is cerulean—"

𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘰𝘺, 𝘙𝘦𝘯𝘶𝘬𝘢 𝘙𝘢𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥. 𝘚�

The link was lost before the last statement was finished but the message passed was clear as day and yet, he was left in confusion. "Lucian is on the Crystal Mountain." The king announced and everyone chorused in surprise. "The Crystal mountain!" The historical Crystal mountain is the holy worship ground of the moon goddess which only exists in the pack's history book and has become part of the history that everyone including himself learnt as a child. In the book, it was stated that the mountain was last seen centuries ago, during the time when the guardian witch was alive, so it was lost to all supernaturals after the guardian's death. No supernaturals could find their way there again.

Alone but not alone. Here she didn’t have to look forward to her future, the vast unknown kept at bay. The tall trees stood strong like silent guardians to protect her. Neither did she have to worry about being the new draco King’s fated mate. That was something else she didn’t understand. What was a mate? What did that mean? Was that why people were so angry with her when she killed his father, the Elder?

“You’re the matriarch, after all.” Olympias rebuked anxiously, “I don’t want to be the matriarch, Grandpa! You should look for someone else to do the job. Furthermore, I am married, and my husband is still awaiting my return to Regal Palace.” “End of discussion! You must keep the position as the matriarch!” Regis insisted. “It’s fine if you really don’t want to do it! You can get your Uncle Dillon back. You can leave when he returns.”

The man next to her smiled bitterly and said, “Control your strength Matriarch.” This friendly looking old woman was the Matriarch of the Ancients! Her position was an untouchable one. For the Matriarch wasn’t simply the ruler of the Ancients. Unlike the Barbarians and Elementals, the one who ruled the Ancient race wasn’t under the jurisdiction of the Ancestors. For she was the ultimate ancestor! She was one of the most powerful ancestors of the Ancient Race. There were less than four people among the Ancestors who could stand up to her. And one of these people just happened to be Komfo Anokye who

"Then get married and get me a grandchild! I'm sick of this Celebrity and paparazzi hullabaloo! I don't have anyone else after you and I want to be a grandmother soon!" Oh well, Hello. Did everyone forget she was standing right next to them with a tray in hand? Maria thought, partially enjoying the drama she wasn't quite sure she should be. So, Jones Jackson had a mildly obstreperous mother who was desperate for a grandchild but was unsure of her son's sexuality, the kinds of deets Netizens would love to chew on.