Which Godly Parent Do I Have Novels & Stories

Aries explained, “Okay, bring him In, I will never look down on him, at least, you my daughter, anything you like, we will support you, forget about the background, please, I don't want you to be a single parent, I want you to be happy In life, “single mom Is not a sin or disease, I don't Involve myself In a marriage that will later break my heart or the marriage that will later send me Into early grave, please, dad, spare me any marriage Issues,” Arees said,

"Do you now believe me?" I blinked owlishly at him, "that you are a god, and what kind of god are you, anyway?" I tossed some fruits in my mouth and began chewing it. He rested his chin on his palm, "A wishing god," My brow slightly arched, "A wishing god? Is there such a wishing god?" I wondered, "Is it all gods are likely to grant wishes? What's the difference between you and the others?" "I am more to grant wishes than the others, like what I did to you, in a process,"

So, I guess I cannot always blame god for everything I guess. If I think it closely, then I guess God has always helped me. He gave me the best ever parents in the world while so many people all around the world don't even have them. I was well educated. My first love was the father of my child and he never betrayed me. He was best of all best. I was lucky enough to find the love of my life for the second time and meeting him enlightened me with the knowledge of dark history of my family's murder. I am friend with one of the dangerous mafia and when I meet him, I don't fear of him. So, it means god was always with me and he will always be with me.

“If you don’t mind my asking, who’s your divine ancestor?” “My father was a demigod. The last few of those died out almost twenty years ago now, and his father was none other than Zeus. My mother was a descendant of Athena and Ares, an interesting mixture to be sure. No, I don’t have any special . . . powers, I guess you could call them, but I have noticed some personality traits and interests of mine that line up with what my ancestors represented.” “You said the last few of those? What do you mean?” James asked.

- Abdou, you are anything but a good person, the truth is it is the truth and it is hard to hear, what is happening to you Abdou, why are you leading this life, I have heard the people say bad things about you but I turned a deaf ear because I thought you wouldn't be able to but it's quite the opposite, they were right, what's happening to you Abdou, why do you walk this path that leads you to the wrath of the almighty lord? - Mom is my private life and I want you to respect it - There is nothing private between us, I am your mother, we are your family, the dirty laundry is washed in the family, we are your parents and it is our duty to put you back on the right track ,open your eyes once an

I hoped the son of a prick had told him exactly what he had done and hadn’t left anything out that could make Trinity look guilty. Or so the goddess help me. My hands curled into fists at my sides. “Trinity needs a mate,” my father said. I froze. “A what?” My father set the wine glass in his hand down on the tray. “Elder Lawrence died. He could have been a good match for her. She’s a single mother. No one wants a woman who isn’t pure…” I scoffed. “A woman who isn’t pure?” Father scowled at me for interrupting him.

That love only compares to the one I see between my parents every day. He introduces me to the rest of his family, and when we sit down, Alex looks at me thoughtfully. "I think I know who can help us get you out of here, grandpa." "Who?" "My father-in-law, Stefano Belucci." He says with a small smile.

"It takes years for the true extent of your abilities to manifest. The origins of your power can be traced back to your parents. One of your parents must be a witch" "I wouldn't know" I said sadly "I never met any of my parents" My heart clenched at the thought of Kylie. I recalled how happy I was when I found out Kylie was my mother. I always wanted to meet my parents. It broke my heart to know that Kylie was a fraud. Hanson patted my hand comfortingly "Don't worry, Luna. You'll be fine" I sighed "I hope so"

I let out a forced chuckle. "It does..." "Alexa, I don't think the Goddess works that way." "Who knows how the Goddess works? Of all the people in the world, why us? We have nothing that connects us except… if our parents were mates and they rejected each other." I chuckled again and stood up before dropping my body next to her. My arm coiled around her waist as I lifted her up and placed her on my lap, her back pressed against my torso.

" She stopped what she was doing to give me her complete attention. "I thought so too. Freya doesn't have a witch parent, although we only know her father but not a thing about her biological mother." My mother sat in silence as if searching for answers before she spoke. "Yes, the book says so. One parent or grandparent has to be a very powerful witch." "Should we ask her?" "I don't think that's a good idea for now. Let's wait a bit. We would ask the right questions at the right time."