Pagan Mothers Day Novels & Stories

her mum said in an excited tone. Arlene turned the volume up to the loudest and they kept up with their mini karaoke which was pretty much loud, because people on the road started to look at them. But then none of them cared, to Arlene her mum was a vibe and not like the regular southingham mothers who were boring and lame. These were the moments she lived for, there was never a dull moment with her mum even though they had little cat fights, but it was normal with females. “Do you think dad would be back from work by now?” Arlene asked her mum who was still caught up in the blues of the music playing.

Lena hesitated and then took a small sip. The warmth spread through her softening the rigor of her nerves in her chest. She set the mug down and looked at Luna Celeste "You said I have power, what do you mean?" Luna Celeste sat down in the chair across from her, and her face turned solemn. "The gifts of the Moon Goddess are rare, but she never bestows them, much like her gifts, for no reason. You were born during a blood moon, was it not?"

she added. Emma blinked repeatedly. The weight of her mother’s words sinks into her soul. Moon feast was not just any celebration. It was one of the most important traditions among the realist pack. The grand festival is held under the full moon. It was steeped in history and culture, marking the time when groups of the pack came together to forge alliances, celebrate their heritage, and most importantly, find their mates. MoonBrook pack was known for hosting the most lavish and traditional moon feasts in the entire region.

Now I need to avenge myself and restore my mother’s dignity. I sipped the rest of my wine, though it burned more than it soothed. “I had rushed to you to ask what you think about the mating run father said is happening soon.” “Yes, Elena, it is on the 3rd of the waxing crescent. Today is the 25th day of the waning crescent, so 5 nights to go,” mother says calmly.

"There's a ceremony. It happens on the full moon in the month of June, when the Moon Goddess supposedly looks down to witness and grant permission to mates. Everybody waits until this time to mark their mates. Part of my religion suggests I can't...be with you until that night." I take a deep breath, completely understanding his words. "That's a month from now." "Stop. Tempting. Me." I push at his chest, ducking under his outstretched arms while tucking my own around my chest. It all made sense now. His foolish belief in the Moon Goddess has gotten him to this point. Almost everyone knows she backed down from her power. She doesn't decide things anymore. The megalomaniac Fate does. I'm not g

The young nurse was still in the room, pretending to busy herself with something near the door. That night I lay in the hospital bed and stared at the ceiling and thought about how Cain hadn't done a single thing after finding out what happened to me and to our pups. No text. No call. Nothing. What I got instead were notifications. Celeste had posted. A photo. The Moon Goddess Festival only came once a year. Every pack in the territory gathered under the full moon for it, offering prayers, lighting the sacred bonfires, letting the pups run their first shift if they were old enough. It was supposed to be the most sacred night in a werewolf's calendar. The night the Moon Goddess herself was sa

P E R S E U S I follow Elisha dutifully, helping him carry the basket he had entrusted to me. It’s a task we perform every year, a ritual to pay homage to the moon goddess for my mother’s soul. This tradition is observed by the lycans and anyone who has lost someone within our territory. My mother passed three years ago. I was only fourteen then, old enough to carry out the rites in place of my father, who couldn't bear to continue. Her death shook him to his core. We doubted he’d recover.

Before I knew it my vision went black and I had woken up with a pit in my stomach. I dreaded today. It was Moon Harvest. The holiday of celebrating the Moon Goddess and showing her our gratitude. I needed to find a way to leave early from the celebration before Xavier realized I didn’t have a wolf. I refused to let my dream foreshadow what was to come. Tonight’s festivities would start with a feast at the temple of the Moon Goddess. All in the surrounding packs were invited to come. We would eat, dance, and say all that we were thankful for. The grand finale to the celebration was a kingdom wide shift into all of our wolves.

' I praised, which earned an affectionate whine from Artemisia. "It seems like she's fond of you." My mother smiled seeing her reaction. 'I like her too...' I agreed before falling into a comfortable silence. When we reached the city, the sun was about to set and the initial celebrations for summer solstice had already begun. Even though it was already the nightfall, everything appeared to be bright and lively. My mother said that it was the second most important festival for Silverdawn members besides the month long celebration that held in May which also included my mother's birthday celebration and their anniversary party. And if the summer solstice festival is this lively, I can only ima

“Will Grecia become suspicious if she sees us leaving together?” “Mom left early in the morning for a ladies' day. She has friends her age, and they get together every weekend for a charity and business they run together under the moniker "The Mothers." He explained with a casual expression and left, but it made me appreciate that wonderful woman even more.