Mother Dearest That's So Raven Novels & Stories

My mother, Samantha, believed I was born a liar. Because she was deceived by my father's sweet words in her youth and abandoned after giving birth to me and my sister, Mia, she harbored a deep, bitter hatred for lies. She begged a witch for two magic rings. The rule was simple: if the wearer lied, the ring would glow red and burn them with magic. Mia's ring never hurt her, even when she broke a vase and blamed it on me. But if I simply said, "I'm thirsty," my ring would sear my flesh until I screamed. At first, I tried to defend myself, but Mom would just say, "The ring doesn't lie. Only through repeated punishment can your wicked soul be cleansed." After thousands of burns, even I started t

Holy motherf*cking angels! "I'm not praising you. Don't be misled, braggart." He clicked his tongue and shook his head. "B-braggart?" She incredulously reiterated. She even had to fight the urge not to roll her eyes. The nerve! She was sure the mofo was teasing her, deliberately hitting a nerve. Ira even waved his hand upright as if his words won't cut through her. "It's not that I'm insulting you or what. I'm trying to entertain you, Chloe."

The newspaper her mother had left on the table screamed the headline in bold letters: HALE HEIR TO WED CRUZ PRINCESS. Seraphine dropped the paper, bile rising in her throat. Her phone buzzed again. Ezra: I can explain. Please, just let me talk to you. Ezra: I’m sorry, Sera. I never wanted this. Ezra: Please answer me. Ezra: Where are you? She threw the phone aside. She had a lecture today. But when her mother asked if she was leaving soon, Seraphine shook her head.

Chapter 66 Despair As Raven landed, she picked up the faint scent of her children, and her heart skipped a beat. Her clawed feet pounded the ground with a fierce intensity, her wings fully expanded as she strode forward. But as she took in the scene before her, her eyes widened in horror. The destruction was catastrophic, and she let out a blood-curdling scream that shook the very foundations of the Earth, like the aftershocks of a devastating earthquake. Tears streamed down her face as she realized that her worst fears had come true - she had thought her babies were killed in the battle that ravaged this place. The anguish and grief that followed were overwhelming, threatening to consume he

ARIA My eyes moved from the open grave to Raven’s face, then back again, as if my mind needed to see it twice to believe it. The dead earth. The broken stone. My mother’s name carved in it. When I looked at Raven again, she was smiling, like this was a game she had already won. “Oh,” she said lightly, tilting her head. “You figured it out. Too bad you’re dying here and won’t get to tell a soul.”

It was my mom I quickly answered, holding the phone to my ear, trying to sound normal. “H…Hello?” I answered standing upright but Travis pulled me back. His mouth found a new spot on my neck, and he sucked again, slower this time, dragging the heat all the way down to my spine. “Athena?” my mom’s voice came through. “Are you okay?” My lips parted in a silent gasp. “Y…Yes,” I stammered, eyes fluttering shut. “Okay… well, I called to tell you Raven got her wolf.”

He asked suddenly, pulling me back to reality. I shook my head and asked him why he brought me here again, “Why am I here, Raven?” “I thought this place would be amazing for our first night, Wife,” Raven said as he took a step closer towards me, his warm breath brushing against my neck. I took a step back, my eyes fierce as I glared at him. “Talk human, Raven.” “I am talking human, My Dear.” He looked around before his gaze settled on me. “Isn’t it a lovely place?”

Lionel nodded with a smile and they left for Rosita's ward. ROSITA'S WARD They got to Rosita's ward and Lionel slowly pushed the door open. Tears streamed down Riley's eyes on seeing how her mother lay unconscious on the bed. Lionel pushed her closer to her mother's bed. "Mum.." she called amidst tears as she neared her bed. She took her mother's hand into hers. "Your little girl is here mum...., can you hear me?" she uttered wiping the tears away from her eyes. "Do you know mum...Dad left us.." she replied sobbing.

He spoke quietly. It seemed that, unlike Arden, he knew how to keep his anger on a leash. Yet my heart raced wildly against my chest because of what I heard. If this involved my mother and me, did that mean these people had a hidden motive? or Mr. Ravenchi?

The Mother Witch watches both women catch their breath, then turns her attention back to our group, Dagar specifically. “The Raven Wolf King,” she says. “And you must be the Mother Witch,” Dagar says. He shows little amusement. “That I am. Now, make your birds retreat.” Dagar keeps his hands at his sides, doing his best to hide his anger, though the tight set of his muscles betrays him as he makes the birds withdraw. Only a few remain, perched around the corners of the room. Behind, poised on a sconce, the white raven watches. The mother Witch—Rowena—gives Malindra a nod, prompting Irena and Malindra to move to her side and speak in perfect unison. “Murus Scutum de morra.”