Mother Gothel Novels & Stories

” The Dark Child paced in front of them, “My mom, thinking that the situation was her fault, she went after my father and never came back. She sacrificed herself, Inwë. And the Virsathen tree grew in commemoration of her sacrifice.” She was Estelel’s daughter to Jilroid. The Dark Child was Margarette’s nieces. “Believe it or not, you are reincarnated for many times. Once as a vampire princess and onetime as a nymph wanderer, you’ll never stop rebirth until your mission is cleared. But your true identity, your real personality, was the daughter of the Virsathen and her human third party. I believe you saw him, the silent ghost of Shasta?” She smiled.

"When you were walking with your eyes like that you found Khai hiding in the borders of our land. He admitted to knowing of your ancestry Lil." "He did?" Theo and the doctor look between one another before Theo talks again, which only opens up a large cavity in my stomach that churns with uncertainty because they know something I don't. "Lilith, your mother is Celeste as in our Goddess... our creator" Theo explains making me gasp and choke on the mouthful of water I was holding in my mouth at that particular moment. "You must be mistaken because that would make me--" a princess, oh fuck.

Rhea Damon woke up with a splitting headache, and in an unfamiliar location. The whole place smelled like urine and she could easily have puked out her dinner, except that she wasn’t sure she had any. Her head was throbbing and her stomach was rumbling. She stood up from the cold wet floor and spun around quickly, assessing the place she was in. She sighed at the realization of where she was. She was in the last cell of the dungeons, the exact cell her father, Ghost had kept her mother for a few years before she died. Rhea had very vague memories of her mother, Elena but she remembered that her mother was a good person. Elena never told her categorically to fight for someone or against. She

You know you did not have to do that, especially after what they did to your mother,’ Elise said after Tilda got back a minute later. "I know, but my grandmother taught me that I should never repay evil for evil, the good will always overpower the evil and in the end good will triumph," Tilda said before she began chanting a spell to create a portal, her mother was barely holding on while supported totheir shoulders. The next second a green portal appeared and the three disappeared out of sight. Martha and Lena arrived at the place where their mother was lying probably dead. Lena had just recovered her memory and could not believe that her own mother left her to die like that just because of

There was no doubt that there was something weird about her. “Come on!” She gestured with her hands, and it was then Lola saw what she was dealing with. Mrs Grendel, her mother, was standing Beside an Elk. The moment Lola saw that, she immediately stood still, and was Almost lost in thought when she saw it. Lola was in amazement until her mother yelled out again. Lola didn't waste time. She rushed towards where Mrs Grendel stood. Once Lola got there, she climbed on the Elk, and got comfortable before Mrs Grendel got on as well.

She looks just like Maureen, and Martin and Dean are both amazed. "What is going on here? Why is this woman looking just like me?" Maureen asks. "My name is Helga, and I am your mother. This woman stole you from me a long time ago. I always looked for you and returned every year, looking for you when I had the time. We always thought that maybe a human took you. But then we realized the only ones that could have taken you were the werewolves. We had to wait until you turned eighteen to see which werewolf did not get a wolf. As for you, I feel like killing you. How dare you take my child away from me?" Helga says.

I ask her when he chuckles at me with a slight shake of her head. “Who are you?” I blink at her, ok is she having a moment? “It’s me mom, Gaia, your daughter. You know, the daughter of Fenrir, the Goddess of Hell, the Harbinger of Death.” She smiles big at me. Ok. “There she is. I’m glad you know who you are. Shame you don’t know what to do with it, though.” She shrugs as she chuckles at me. Sitting up, I look down at her as she raises an eyebrow at me.

After all, she couldn't fight back anymore. "Mom! Why is that? He hit me, you should hit him too." Mrs. Melly's son did not accept, he was confused to see his mother who did not fight back like before. Not only that, he also got a sharp look from his mother. "Shut up, Rama!" Mrs. Melly pinched her son until he cried. She didn't care about his cries and his reddened hands. Meanwhile, Daniel looked at Mrs. Melly with one eyebrow raised. He couldn't believe that a mother could treat her flesh and blood like that. Mrs. Melly seemed shameless for doing that in front of many people. Daniel grimaced, concerned for the child.

“So weak. Brought so low. Why would you allow someone to do that to you?” “Help me…” I beg. She bends down to look me in the eyes, her nose wrinkling with disgust. “But you’re so dirty…” “Please, Lilith. Help me…” Author's Note: Hey friends! Thank you so much for reading Mother, May I, the third book of The Legacies series. I hope that you enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed writing. Here are a couple of announcements/interesting information for you.

“ Some of the tonic spilled over and I growled. She winced, cowering inside my arms. I toned down my voice. “What happened to your mother?” “A rogue took her. An ugly, lunatic named Gossart.” She whispered through her sobs. Rogues kidnapped her mother. Where’s the rest of her family? This poor little she-wolf. And now she probably mistook me for one of them. However, rogues did not live in luxury such as mine. There were rogue overlords but they lived like moles in dark gothic houses. Sultan bristled with vengeance curdling in his blood.