What Is Deku's Mom's Name Novels & Stories

his mother stated and pulled away from him. “Who is she?” he asked and she sighed and said, “The Eternal Witch Of The North. She lives at the coldest part of the earth. And, Dakar, she is Ñiraka's mother”. His eyes widened with surprise. “Ñiraka's mother? How? I thought Ñiraka grew up here?”, he asked, shock still written all over his face.

His red eyes were like fire and he looked like thirty or less but not more. I could see a deep frown on Duke's face and I was worried as Duke asked the next question. "Her mum?" "Late," Alpha Xander's response was prompt, once again, not carrying a glitch of suspicion in it. "What's her mother's name?" Duke continued to prob. I would have asked the same questions anyway so I sat back in the meeting chair, while Damien stood by the door. I beckoned the little girl to come to sit beside me and surprisingly, she did. It was unexpected but I was grateful that she did. It gave me a sense of longing to have a child of my own but not within this period of war. However, I can't raise my hopes becaus

he shouted, not sure who he was asking. The middle child closed his eyes. “She made a promise,” he said. “Not to the Dark. To the house.” --- Memory bled into the room. They saw their mother kneeling, long before her death, fingers digging into the earth beneath the floor. They saw her burying something wrapped in cloth — something that moved. They heard her voice cracking as she swore protection, shelter, inheritance. Take me instead, Lerato had pleaded. Leave them. The promise had been accepted. But not completed.

Jake’s uncle says calmly. “I still believe the late alpha would ne-“ The beta didn’t get to complete his words as Jake cut him off “That’s enough. I’ll decide if what she’s saying is true or not.” His voice deep and authoritative, leaving no room for arguments. "What’s your mother’s name?” He asked the lady. “Melinda.” She replied. I could tell she was uncomfortable after all she’s been subjected to this whole thing. "Melinda?” Jake whispered. “This is so weird.” Dario whispered again. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes.

We do not live on blood alone. "Your mother was from the House of Ixchel, goddess of fertility, childbirth, medicine, and weaving. They are based on nurturing, protection, and creativity, with special abilities like healing, fertility control, magical weaving, It is a House of Hope that one day we will all walk in the light, her magic was strong and she was a master at creating barriers she was working on one to protect us from the sun's rays," I wanted to ask about her death but he seemed so happy remembering her, I didn't want to spoil that mood, I loved hearing him speak of my mother with such love and devotion. "Being a Demi-god and Immortal in a Human world has its pros and cons," he sa

I cried to him, but he just pushed me away, as if disgusted. "I have nothing to do with Zenith's abduction. Do you think I'm that heartless? Why not think about someone who loathes you?" My brow furrowed, stopping my sobbing. "W-Who? Who, Duex?" He grinned teasingly. " Your Mom." My jaw dropped at the sudden revelation. I blinked twice to process what he said. "W-Why? I don't remember any reason for her to do that to me, Duex."

Her body began to tremble, and her eyes turned fearful as she looked at Mom. "Don't you already have a new heir? Why are you here for her?" Amy asked frightfully. Mom stepped forward to help me up. She gently wiped away the beads of sweat that had formed on my forehead due to the pain. "The Black Forest pack has only ever had one heir—Mona! I am here to take her home," Mom declared. Edmund froze instantly. When he saw that I was about to leave, he finally stammered, "N-No. No! This isn't right. You're m-my Luna! You can't leave!"

Viktor said. Cold anger filled me. "Where's my mother?" We watched for an hour before we saw her—Ingrid Devereaux, my mother, emerged from the house flanked by two Guardians and someone else. I squinted to see better. "That's Celeste," I hissed. "The witch who helped Kamla fake the mate bond." The witch was smiling, clearly pleased with herself. My mother looked worried. My phone vibrated in my pocket—a text from an unknown number:

She had seen them all grow, watched the transformation from nervous youths and fledgling warriors into disciplined and capable fighters. Under Drake’s guidance, their movements were more sharpened and their instincts were almost like advanced dragons. Drake had taken his time to nurture them and it filled her with a rare kind of joy, to see the determination in their eyes and to witness the spark of hope that had been absent for so long. And yet… she felt like something was missing. The thought lingered like a shadow on the back of her mind, her happiness was not yet completely and that was because her mother was still no where to be found. Her mother, Aurora was the mastermind behind the ma

Just looking at us. “We just came to check on you,” my mother said softly, placing her hand over mine. The touch should have comforted me. Instead, my chest tightened. “Thank you, Mom,” I said quietly with a gentle smile. She nodded, then straightened slightly, her tone shifting, subtle, but unmistakable. “You must always remember who you are,” she began. “Serena Blackwood, daughter of an Alpha. The future queen of this kingdom. You carry not just your own name, but the honor of your pack and family.”