"𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒊𝒔 𝒖𝒔 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕"
Beacon Hills is a town covered in magic and supernatural, and in a middle of a war between wolves and hunters, Natalia met the love of his life Chris but because...
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💋 𝕻𝖗𝖔𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖚𝖊
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Different supernatural species existed but in this story, there were four that stood out. Witch, Vampire, Werewolf and Lycan, the species that Natalia Mikaelson was.
Natalia was known in different ways during centuries as a monster, a beast, the evil of the story, the evil sister and even as the big bad wolf but there was a way in which Natalia never believed she was going to be called. 'Mom'
Natalia had lost the desire to be a mother the moment her stepfather and mother turned her into a vampire with her brothers and sister and then she realized that it was not possible.
But moving to Beacon Hills would change everything she imagined her life would be, including becoming a mother. A mother figure to many teenagers and having her own daughters named Hope, Joy and Faith, her little wolves who is the reason why Natalia's life will be projected.
Hope, Joy and Faith Argent had decided that they couldn't stand people seeing their mother as a monster and decided to gather various family members of the past and others to see their mother's life. They started by bringing their family first and then brought various enemies and frenemies of their mother.
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Upon arrival everyone was confused looking at the place, it was a big house near the forest, and they were in the home cinema room. All those who would see the life of Talia Argent nee Mikaelson, were in her house without knowing why they were in that place.
Marcel Gerard, who was Talia's first son, helped Davina, who was like his little sister, to get up and looked at a painting that was in the room, recognizing his mother and he was not the only one because everyone, seeing the painting, left murmurs and gasps.
