Vegeta Mother Novels & Stories

Graceful, but firm. I turned toward the sound, and there she was—Luna Wraithborn. Hades’s mother. A woman who never had to shout to command a room. Her dark violet cloak rippled behind her, and her pale silver armor reflected the rising sun in flecks of blue and white. Her hair was tied in a single braid, bound with a thin golden clasp, and her expression held the restraint of someone who had witnessed centuries of grief and victory alike. “Commander Celeriac,” she greeted me, not unkindly.

“What were some of their powers?” I asked. Ares blinked. “Wait—powers? What do you mean powers?” “Well, Mom has powers,” I reminded him. Mom smiled. “I have the ability to calm people—to cool their emotions. My mother could read people’s intentions.” Ares turned to me. “And what about Aury? Besides snow camouflage?” he teased. I glared at him. If looks could kill. “Listen, just because you can tan doesn’t mean you’re all that different from me. Your hair is pale, your eyes are almost as light as mine.”

Kenzie couldn't understand why his father had drawn Alea's mother and written the word 'Mommy'. But ... it wasn't just because of that picture. When he saw Audrey, for some reason Kenzie felt a different feeling. He couldn't describe it. But he believes that Audrey is very similar to the woman in his dreams. Audrey who became his mother.

Quickly, the real Agneyastra pierced Rangga Jaya's forehead. "Damn!" For a moment, Rangga Jaya saw a bright flash of light in front of him. The light took the form of a woman he recognized. "Mother?" In his mind, Rangga Jaya was surprised by the appearance of the mother. The woman smiled and approached her favorite son. Despite being betrayed and killed by Rangga Jaya, the mother's spirit still held her son's body tightly. Agneyastra's arrow burned Rangga Jaya's entire body and soul. The woman cried in regret. She did not expect Rangga Jaya to go alone to Swargaloka.

Drake immediately stands up, out of his attack stance. “Guardian Angel.” “You must be King Drake Cazien. It’s a pleasure to meet you,” my mother says. I step around my mate and see that my mother has extended her hand to Drake. My mother is a small woman, having been held by vampires during her teenage years which stunted her growth. It never impacted her strength, but now watching her, she’s looking up at Drake who is easily a foot and a half taller than she is. Many people underestimate my mother because of her small size. It's a mistake.

My mother explains, as she floats towards me, her long, simple ivory dress twirling around her with the movement, like that of a ballerina. She presses her warm palm against my forehead, my skin tingling at the contact, before I feel a bolt of energy flit through me, and like a flower blooming, a warmness blankets over me, soothing my sore body. My mother then places a gentle kiss on my forehead, which simply feels like a frosting of energy against my skin. Then her form glides back, smiling at Tammy and the rest of the people in the room, before the vision collapses in on itself, the blue wispy fumes evaporating into the air. "Fvcking hell." Vincent murmurs, his eyes blown wide to an astron

the queen said. " You are my mate. Whatever you face, I face, we face together. I love you," Roli says and kisses her. The screen swirls "Mother, I will not stand by and continue to do nothing," Ravenia says. She is talking to a slim woman with brown eyes and black hair. " The time is almost upon us, my dear. Have patience. They will pay, and soon they will all be destroyed." the mother says. " The moon-based powers are an unstable mother. I have been trying to channel them, but it keeps taking body parts. Growing them back is such a pain for me." Ravinia says

Her mother’s long, dark hair cascaded down her back, shimmering with an ethereal glow, and her eyes radiated a warmth that banished the darkness around them. "Emilia, my child," her mother's voice echoed in her mind, soothing her troubled soul. "You are stronger than you know. Embrace the light within you, and the darkness will have no power over you." Her mother, once a healer known for her gentle touch and boundless compassion, had always been Emilia’s source of strength and guidance. In life, she had been a beacon of love and wisdom, her very presence calming those around her. Now, even in spirit, her aura exuded a serene power that filled Emilia with renewed courage.

I held my knees tighter, trying to put as much distance as I could between myself and them. "Very clever." Mama said in a voice that wasn't hers. "Indeed. She is full of potential. Like you always bragged." Kara answered. In a voice that didn't sound like hers. "I'm Luna." Mama said. "Hestia." Kara replied. " We could not show you our real forms. It would upset a lot of things. Especially as you are not meant to be here." Luna, Goddess of the moon and Hestia, Goddess of Fire. How was that even possible?

And Eve felt the first spark of doubt take root in her chest. ________________________________________ Pain struck without warning. A sharp, searing agony bloomed in her skull, sending her crashing to her knees. The world around her blurred, the voices of Luca and Damien fading into an eerie silence. Then, the vision came. She saw a woman—tall, regal, with silver hair cascading down her back. Her golden eyes shimmered in the moonlight, and she stood before a throne carved from shimmering moonstone. Power radiated from her, familiar yet foreign. Eve knew, without a doubt, that this was her mother.