What Happened To Dean'S Daughter In Supernatural?

Paul Shay is on the run from his demon wife. His 15-year old daughter Madeleine, is caught up in the ruckus. She begins to find out who she truly is and the power she holds when her father is kidnapped by his wife. While navigating her growing feelings for a certain demon-killing boy, she goes after her mother. It is up to Madeleine and nobody else to rescue her father before her demon mother gets stronger and corrupts the city with her demon spawn. Will she be willing to go through the onslaught? Or is it too late to save her father from his past? Find out in this fast-paced book, Malevolent.

After fifteen years away, I was finally brought back to the DeLuca family. I thought I was returning to my real home. Instead, I walked into a house where the adopted daughter wanted me dead, my father treated me like a burden, and my brothers would rather watch me bleed than make her cry. On my first day back, she set dogs on me. That night, I was dragged to the top of the observatory and forced to apologize to her. When I fell from the tower covered in blood, they still called me a liar. Because in the DeLuca family, I may have been the real daughter by blood— but she was the daughter they loved. She thought she could bully me, poison me, and freeze me to death without consequence. She was wrong. Because the night I nearly died, my mother finally chose me—and turned a gun on the whole DeLuca family.

After the SAT, my daughter turned into something I didn't recognize. She repeatedly stabbed her grandmother, who had raised her, until the old woman bled to death. She pushed her little brother from the tenth floor and killed him on the spot. My wife and I tried to talk her down, our voices shaking, but she only laughed. "Grandma and Caleb were too good to me. That's why they had to die! And you two worked so hard to raise me. You paid for my education and gave me everything. You were too good to me, so you have to die!" Then she set us on fire. I closed my eyes in despair. When I opened them again, I was back one week before my daughter's SAT. This time, I installed a hidden camera in her bedroom. I didn't care what it took. I was going to find out why she killed us. When my wife and I watched the footage later, neither of us could say a word.

The devil's daughter Indra grows up in Asgard among Vikings and Asa gods. Unaware of her destiny, she is abducted by the dark lord Lucifer, who locks her up in his torture chambers under his throne in hell. According to the prophecy, Indra can change the past. By traveling back in time via portals, she can ensure that those who now have the power never get their hands on it in the first place. King Laurin rules the Valley of the Roses with powerful magic. He helps Indra escape Lucifer's prison and for the first time, she develops strong feelings for a man. There is a mutual attraction but Laurin has his secret agenda and can not allow himself to fall for Indra. He needs her as the means to an end, nothing else. A debt that must be paid. A strong passion between the two begins to grow- but Indra has to escape and leave King Laurin's enchanted castle when her seven-year-old brother Joar is captured and abducted by Lucifer. Together with her best friends, Vimar and Brage, she embarks on a long, dangerous journey in an attempt to free her little brother. The Devil's Daughter is an erotic adventure and fantasy novel about following your heart. Where the clash between the daughter of light and the son of darkness has only just begun…

That night, Liam served me my usual evening tea. I trusted him completely—he was my mate, after all, and a respected healer of Thornpack. I shouldn't have. When I woke up the next morning, my head was spinning. The special safe where I kept the morphing inhibitor—the one I'd spent my entire savings to import from Europe for our daughter Isla—was empty. Racing to the healing center, I found Liam celebrating. He was handing out moon-blessed wine, beaming with pride as Natalie's daughter Anna showed off her perfect transformation. My inhibitor had been used on his first love's pup instead of our own daughter. The shock triggered something in my brain. When I collapsed, they diagnosed me with the rare tumor that plagued our kind. Without inhibitors, I couldn't stop Isla's transformation that came early, her six year old body couldn't handle the massive wolf form and the force ripped through her young body. And I, for one, don't even have enough money to keep her in a treatment center. She died in my arms three days later, her little claws drawing blood as the pain overwhelmed her. Until her last breath, she kept asking why Papa hadn't come. Now, in my cold, empty home, with the white porcelain urn containing her ashes on the table, I touch her and decide to sever our partnership.

After creating a social media account for my newborn daughter, Natalie Graham, I made her first post. "Welcome to the world, Nattie." Three minutes later, a notification pops up. "Mom, I miss you." I frown. It has to be one of my friends messing with me. Then, another comment appears. "Mom, why did you die when I was one month old? Aunt Wanda said it was because I was naughty. She said you jumped off a roof because you hated me. "I'm five now, and I've been really, really good. Aunt Wanda said I had to fall down the stairs one more time for Dad to come home. Will I get to see you too, Mom?" My mind goes blank. My fingers tremble so badly I can barely type. Wanda Levine is my husband Zane Graham's secretary. The first time he mentioned her was while he was peeling an orange for me. "Wanda was one of the students my family sponsored," he casually starts. "She's done well for herself. After graduating, she earned a spot in the executive office." The room is perfectly warm, yet a chill runs straight through me. Without thinking, I quickly fire off a reply. "Don't go anywhere near the stairs!" Her response leaves me speechless.