Medusa Parents Novels & Stories

“Wh— why?” Melanie took a deep breath. She placed her hands in her lap. “The story goes to the time when Tova was just eleven years old. I wasn’t even born.” Her eyes narrowed as if she was staring in a blank space. “A witch named Magda, seduced my father to the extent that it became impossible for him to come out of her spell.” Melanie exhaled heavily. “Magda was so infatuated and fixated on my father that she was least bothered that my mother was suffering because of it. She was a selfish woman. My parents are mates and you can’t understand what it is to suffer when your mate is on the verge of rejecting you.”

" Merida also approached while greeting Xavier cheerfully. The moment she saw him, it was as if a switch had been flipped. Her words flowed freely, and she animatedly described her life to him. She told Xavier that she and Elara were participating in the annual parent-child event again. But this year was different. Her parents were divorced, and only her mom was accompanying her. She also told him that she had invited her uncle to join because he was an amazing cook. But she was a little worried—what if Finnegan couldn't understand the game rules? Xavier took Merida's hand without hesitation. He hoped he wasn't too late. If he was here, then he would be her brain.

I couldn't imagine being married to the devil, what a sad life. People like Medusa would have killed Roman a long time ago. I would have to take matters into my own hands. I spent the entire night thinking of a way to get to her but I just didn't know. I didn't even know where she was, whether she was with that man or where. I can't force her to do anything. As much as I wanted to, she was one of the few spirits that I couldn't control and I hated it. She was only special because she came from the family of the Moon Goddess and her father was the ForeWolf.

But … according to my memories… My parents are dead! “I don't have any living parents.” Beta Jeff frowned a bit. “That's not true from what I've heard. They are the leaders of Moonbeam pack and they claim that they are here for you.” “What?!” Melissa shrieked. “That's not true, they are my parents. How can they be here for this slave? And what's this information about them being her parents! There must be a mistake somewhere.” Beta Jeff looked more confused with the new information. “Well, I can't make a decision on this, either. I suggest you both come with me to see them so we can get to the root of this matter.”

Grateful he wasn’t around, grateful he couldn't witness my state and probably tell our playmates, I turned my embarrassed gaze from my parents to Medura. “I’m sorry, Mum. Dad.” I mumbled apologetically. They shared a look that puzzled me. Like they were afraid to speak to me. “I didn’t mean to go out like that. I don’t know what...” “Your full powers activated, Athena.” Medura’s voice sliced through quietly. I turned to her. Confused. “Before, you only had your wolf.” Medura spoke quietly. I stared at her, stunned. My gaze flicked to my parents briefly before returning to Medura.

“You have questions, child. You always have.” My throat tightened. “I want to know about my parents. Who they were. What they died for.” She lifted her hand, and the sky itself opened. Stars bent into shapes, forming images—a woman with storm-gray eyes like mine, and a man built like a warrior with fire in his stance and tenderness in his gaze. “They were fated,” the Moon Goddess said. “A union of celestial blood and ancient wolf. Your mother was of the Moon Line. Your father—descendant of kings. But power like theirs was forbidden. Too dangerous. Too… prophetic.”

She grabbed his arm and pulled him up. " Son... " She smirked. " How about we do it the Dark Genie way? " She waved her claws before Axion who understood immediately what she wanted to do. " How is it that you want to kill your own blood, Medusa? " Axion mumbled in disbelief. He is still finding it hard to believe that a mother would want to kill her sons. " I...fucking...don't...care! " Medusa howled and made to gnaw her claws into Axion's heart when,

Medusa, a resplendent young demon with blood-red skin and hazel eyes, bowed before him, acknowledging the honor bestowed upon her. "Of course, Your Highness," she affirmed, her voice filled with loyalty. "Now, take her and procure human breast milk, that she may grow and thrive," he declared, tapping Medusa's shoulder. With that, he dismissed her, turning his attention elsewhere. Medusa carried the baby away, settling her gently upon a bed. She fashioned a protective nest of pillows, encircling the child to prevent any mishap. The infant's cries persisted, her tiny legs kicking, mouth agape.

She didn’t wish to see that woman anymore if she could help it. “Are you sure my mother was a seer?” Nessa finally asked because Keagan seemed very comfortable in his silence, as he was so deep in his own thoughts. “Yes. Do you have a picture of your parents?” “No.” Nessa shook her head. “Everything was destroyed during the monster attack at that time.” Her parents didn’t hold a high status, and as an orphan after the attack, she automatically assumed the rank of the omega of the pack. “What else have you learned?”

Medusa responded to the lengthy speech with a lazy yawn. "I knew they'd target me," she grumbled, "listen, old hag, I'm too lazy to deal with you. But if you insist, come here on your own two feet. That's better, and I'll ensure you're the most beautiful aesthetic piece in my house!" The tablet case was folded roughly and covered the screen. It was futile as Medua tossed the thing into the bushes. Medusa pulled herself inside, slamming the double-handled door. A new drone dared to pop up next to the castle roof. The camera pans over Medusa's footsteps before slowly rising and darting away. Madam Jenn turned off the camera. She is disappointed but not surprised by Medusa's refusal. It's stran