SWNOVELS Chapter With Love, Mama
My dear one,
It seems so unjust that while I have carried you in my womb for these past nine months and love you though I have never met you- you shall never know my love once you enter this world, you will have no memories of me rocking you back and forth and singing you to sleep or know my embrace as you cry… it is a cruel world you have been born into my sweet son, a world which does not understand that a mother’s love is so vital and essential to the moulding and growing of a child. I should know— for I didn’t realize how much my mother loved me until I had children of my own. I didn’t realize how she had shaped me into the woman I became and I spurned her advice when I should have kept it’s council. So, it only seems fair that I should write you some advice since I will not live beyond your gruesome birth. I have written this letter and left it with your brother, Mark and he will give it to you when the time is right.
War is coming, a time when the Nephilim again take to sword and shield against their brethren the vampires, and it is all my fault! But you my dear one, must not fight in this war— for you are different than your Nephilim brothers, you are half vampire and half Nephilim— and it wouldn’t be right for you to choose a side when both of their bloodlines lies in you. I cannot explain how this came to be, but if everything goes to plan, I will see you again my child— and all will be made clear. If not, then you will have this letter and it shall serve in my stead. Your Father is an evil man— and he wishes to reclaim earth for his own, to slaughter the humans and every other supernatural being that walks the face of the earth— in vengeance of my love, in vengeance towards being cast from heaven. Once his forces are strong enough he will do this— he must not be allowed to take back heaven, or create hell on earth. You and those who fight for what is good, pure and right must stop this. Find your siblings, your vampire siblings, convince your brother Mark— look to the Fae, you will have help as long as you ask for it.
My part in your story is small, and soon it will be at an end— I leave you with this thought, that I love you, and that must be enough. I know you might have many questions, more questions than I have been able to answer. Trust your heart— for you do have one. I have given you all the best parts of myself— I take none to the grave. Oh my dear one, time is growing short. I feel you moving within me and sense my time has come. Do not hate me for leaving you. I would not do so if I had the power— but alas, I must go so you can live. I give this letter to Mark now, with the knowledge that someday you will read these words and know me— and my heart for you.
With all my love, Mama.