Oblivion Night Mother Novels & Stories

"Mom... why...? Why would you do this to us?!" Tears of black ink spilled down her mother's cheeks, though her smile remained perfectly fixed. "I didn't come back to save you, Lorrie. I came back to finish what I started five thousand years ago." Her mother slammed her hands together! A catastrophic, absolute wave of pitch-black void energy erupted from her mother's chest, swallowing the entire subterranean chamber in an instant! Reality itself tore apart at the seams! "LORRIE!" Lorenzo screamed through the black abyss!

When Mother woke and found the space beside her bed empty, she ran through the Alpha House calling my name. “Where did you take her?” Father admitted that my ashes had been buried beneath the moon laurel tree. Mother pulled a silver blade from the wall and pressed its tip against her chest. “Bring her back.” Father immediately ordered the warriors to reopen the grave. Adrian returned before they left. His clothes were covered in dirt, and several days of stubble shadowed his face. He knelt before Mother and slowly took the blade from her hand. “She’s alone underground,” Mother whispered. “Being forgotten was her greatest fear.”

"Amber, are you sure you want Diana Sinclair to become Elliot Cladwell's deceased biological mother?" The mechanical voice sounded in my mind, and I didn't hesitate. "I'm sure." "Understood. The Wish-Granting System has been activated. Diana Sinclair's wish will be fulfilled in three days." Diana had already unbuttoned her clothes down to her chest in the on-call room. She was pinned beneath Elliot as she laughed breathlessly. She wrapped her arms around his neck, embellishing her explanation as she spoke. "Honestly, I wish I could just become Elliot's mom. Every time I see him like this during an episode, my heart aches so much I can barely stand it!"

The one cheerful kingdom now lay in ruins. I stood amid carnage as my mother staggered through blood-soaked streets, her breathing ragged, her body failing. She clutched me tightly, her strength drawn from desperation alone. Bodies were strewn across the ground— those of friends, healers, and guards. Lunareeth had fallen in a single night. Behind us, orders rang out. “Find the Queen. Find the child.” My mother reached the forest’s edge at last, collapsing against ancient stone half-hidden by roots and moss. With trembling hands, she pressed her palm against it, whispering a final spell.

It smells like mold and rat droppings, but at least these rats aren’t demonic. Nothing has been done upstairs, so we go back onto the front porch. Lucas closes the doors and I magically lock them. “It’s coming along nicely,” I say and rest my hands on the porch railing, looking out at the woods that surrounds the house. There’s something about the woods at night that’s always drawn me to it, and I remember Michael’s words about feeling the call of night from my mother’s side. Knowing I’m half angel is a big pill to swallow, but knowing my mother was a witch…it changes everything even more.

he replies. My mother's eyes widen as she takes in the sight of the colossal statue of Lord Umbra. She gasps in horror and takes a step back. "What is this?" she demands, her voice trembling. "Why am I here?" Theon steps forward, his face expressionless. “We are here to follow through the plan of Lord Umbra.” My mother's eyes fill with sheer terror. She has always been an ardent believer in the Moon Goddess. She hates this place, this dark, sinister realm.

The silver ash circle ignited. Light shot upward in a narrow column, silent but blinding. Warriors shouted in alarm, scrambling back. The air warped around the beam, bending moonlight into fractured patterns. Elena did not move. She could feel it now. The presence beneath the earth.The same one the hunter had feared. The Mother. Not the Moon Goddess. Something older. Something buried long before wolves learned to kneel to the sky.The voice spoke again. “Blood sovereign.” Her heart pounded violently. “What are you?” she demanded, though her voice sounded small against the rising hum.

"Look at all of theses faces, Ms. Spitz. They are all key members of the team that you'll be joining. They will get up to speed with our current project. Staffers, this is Livia. She will be joining our team on this current project. She will be my supporting assistant. There are guards as well, but there is no need for introduction of them. They don't respond to names." I was confused by his casual demeanor when talking about the need for guards. That wasn't exactly in the project description that I had read in the email I had been forwarded. The group walked down the hallway that was very bare bones with only a strip of yellowing overhead lights guiding our way. It was dystopian f

“Not Andros. I did it. Mother did not know the slightest bit about that sad fate. But you can see a little bit, you have enough advantages there. Mother knows doing all that is not something easy. The mother had to draw a little part from Red Stone, especially when the mother chose two twins. Mother managed to open the fortal to the human world, even though she was already an immortal at that time. Before my mother was taken away by force, she had a very good friend. She is Naomi and Bila's mother, Navisa. And their father Nanda used to really like mother. Before the mother was brought in, the mother already knew that the mother would not be a human forever. Mother already has the same visio

Bryan’s remark annoyed me to no end. I was wrong about him. He hit on Mom, and it was not recent, either. Mom pushed me to the ground, the broken shard on the floor piercing into my back. An excruciating pain washed over me. Without looking at me, Mom cupped Bryan’s face between her hands. “Does it hurt, Bryan? Let me blow the pain away.” They made me sick to my stomach. Despite her years on earth, Mom lost all reason and turned against me, her daughter, for a man.