Anime Daughters Novels & Stories

he whispered before approaching Alliah who was next to me. It's fun that a Goddess knows my birthday. I turned to Alliah who was still struggling because she wasn't nearly as good yet, her eyes widened as the Goddess approached her. I don't know if it was because of admiration, shock or something. "Alliah Ambers, Daughter of Princess Meriana and the late Chief Guerreo Iustav. You have the heart of a warrior, just like your father. When everything about you is not in its rightful place you are still ready to give your everything whatever it takes. You were born with royal blood but choose to grow up as a servant of our land. And your desire to serve our land is the reason why you're here on t

But her eyes held something darker, it was not just the effect of their color. “Welcome, everyone. My name is Anna Smith. But you can just call me Anna.” An air of authority clung to her, exactly like Mrs Velt held the room with just her voice. But her voice was softer and still gripped hard enough for our undivided attention. She took a seat, directly behind her was the huge blank projecting screen. “I trust you came back okay?” Her eyes skimmed around each of us, then lingered on me as she gave me an astute nod. “Oh dear, no Skye.”

I stare at her in shock. "Her other daughter Hadriana. Alania had two boys and two girls. Hadriana was much like you, she could not break her spirit, turn her powers dark, or as dark as hers. Hadriana did not turn dark except for her anger. She rebelled against Alania constantly, and eventually, once she reached maturity or adulthood in her time, she used a disappearing spell and ran away from home. Alania did not spare her any attention on this. She already had her prized "golden child" Ravena, a missing daughter did not matter to her. Her sons turned just as wicked; she taught them to revel in the darkness with Ravena. They terrorized the city for sport, and with their vampire sides activa

Her black beautiful hair was too long and it suited her very well. "Serena?" Adriana said While we were stepping backward because the girl had a beautiful face, she looked angry and wanted to kill everybody. "What have you done to the people? You're supposed to be the princess. " Adriana said ... I look back at the girl in front of us. I swallowed hard. So this is the princess? My mate? But why is there something in her that I can't explain?

"Hey! Can you move your fake car out of the way? My mom's Panamera is a one-of-a-kind custom color in the world. Who are you to drive a look-alike?" the girl said. I rolled down the window and looked at her coldly. "Is your father Aaron Meyer?" The girl immediately puffed out her chest and answered proudly, "Of course! My name is Clarisse Meyer. I'm the Meyer family's one and only daughter! You're just a fraud trying to ride on our fame. Get lost now, or I'll have my dad seize your car!"

Daisy, closing her laptop, looked up with a tight smile. “Anna was always a junk food girl. She loved adventurous foods, even though she wasn’t allowed to eat most of them. She hated tea. But now, she sits and eats all the time—anything, and only when it’s hot. She says tea makes her nauseous.” She picked up the envelope and opened it. “So… she is our daughter,” she said, staring at the paper. “It seems so,” Sam replied. “What do you mean, ‘seems’?” she asked, voice sharp.

“Because you are the heiress to the Morretti Empire. And your father’s last living immediate family.” My hands tremble slightly, but I hide them behind my back. “So what am i to you Allessandro?” I ask. Before he could open his mouth to say anything, his phone buzzed. His expression hardens. “What is it?” I whisper. A text message from an unknown number. Welcome home, Avelina. I hope you’re ready to finish what your father started. — L. My breath became shallow. My aunt Lucia. How did she get my number?

she taunted, glancing back at me with a mischievous grin. “Since you’re my daughter, I advise you not to eat anything in the morning; a weak skeleton won’t do.” she laughed, disappearing out the door. I turned to Annabelle. “I guess ‘Skeleton’ is my new nickname.” She offered me a weak smile. I sighed, feeling the weight of the world on my shoulders.

25 ANNALISE I jolted upright, the remnants of a dream clinging to me like cobwebs. A dream filled with whispered promises and stolen kisses under a canopy of stars – a dream featuring a certain infuriatingly handsome knight named Adrian. A giddy smile stretched across my face. Today was the day! The day I, Annalisa du Wales, would finally present my business proposition to the Queen herself, right there in the glorious Royal Palace. My heart did a little victory lap in my chest. This wasn’t just any business proposition, mind you. This was my brainchild, a revolutionary new loom design that would change the textile industry – faster, more efficient, and guaranteed to produce the most exquisi

It wasn't much, simply promising to take care of the kingdom, using her name, a bit like when you want to reject a soul link, except that it was accepting a much greater one. But when I looked at her, so small and frail in my arms, I wondered if she was really twenty-one. She looked barely fourteen. But if she was no more than eighteen at the time, how could the Goddess expect me to feel her as my companion? There was so much mystery surrounding her.