Battle Beast Invincible Daughter Novels & Stories

I closed my eyes and when I opened them I saw the wind, water, earth, fire, dark and light balls surrounding me. "You did it princess!" Dad said. I'm so happy. Finally! Underworld I will get you again. I will bring everything back to what it is before. I am Aliyah Savannah Bloodstone, daughter of Drake Javier and Athena Evangeline Bloodstone. Lycans wait for your downfall.

“We have received a missive from the King of Wolves.” My father began, each word precise, as my siblings and I stood before him in his library. “He has decreed that one of my beloved daughters is to wed the Beast of Northshore.” A sharp collective intake of breath followed his words. My own breath caught in my throat as I remembered all the whispered rumors I'd heard about the Beast of Northshore. They said he was one of the three princes who had gone feral during the war, brought back by magic or sheer will, but never quite the same afterward.

He replied in a quiet tone. Lucy walked around him after listening to the conversation and approached the bed. "Samantha, why don't you let Bill and I take Isabella for the night and you and Drake spend some time together. After all, it's been a heck of a day." Without waiting for her friend to answer, Lucy reached over and gently picked up the sleeping baby girl and walked out of the room with Bill close behind. "What if you don't come back? I don't think I could survive that a second time, My Beast. Our connection is too strong, too deep. It would kill me, and that would leave our daughter without parents again. You have to come back."

Leo's POV : As David, my friend, invited me to his newly opened night club, away from the city and my territory, I couldn't refuse. I was really into partying and stuff before I took over the responsibilities. Or should I say hardships?? Hm… anyways with a half mind I went there and the vibe was good. It was a club open for everyone, even humans. Yes, my buddy specially invited me as he got good booze with hot babes. I was in the VIP lounge watching the dance floor, with two blondes side by side, I was enjoying my weekend. That's when a girl caught my attention. Her moves were amazing and she was too curvaceous not to notice. As I saw her move towards the bar counter, I silently followed her

When my mom answered my call, her voice trembled with emotion. “Carol, you finally called me! It’s been so many years since you’ve come home. How have you been? I heard you started a company—is it tiring…” I cut her off. “You should come pick up your daughter. She’s at the Kentridge Police Station.” “What?” I briefly explained the situation and was about to hang up when my mom burst into sobs. “Carol, you’re my real daughter. We’ve already disowned Leila. I don’t want to bring her back—I want to bring you home. Please, would you come home?”

I sighed softly and closed my eyes. Evangeline: There is only darkness within them. They were born of evil to perpetuate it. I, Evangeline Knight, Daughter of the Moon, strip you of all your powers and condemn you to live as mere mortals. Any spell that aided your appearance will be removed, and any ability to embalm others is now forbidden to you. I opened my eyes as a lone tear slid down my cheek. From young girls, they grew old, their bones bending as age took hold. Their once silky hair was now nothing but a shapeless gray mass on their heads.

Beauden sits down loos at her, he’s speechless after hearing his mate and daughter are immortal. He points at Chickpea and then at her. “How? Don’t misunderstand me, I’m thrilled as hell that you and our daughter won’t die. But I refused to allow you to mate anyone else. Not even after my death. Wissy no asshole will ever touch you. I’ll haunt you for eternity. You and the bastard will never have any peace."

Even as she walked down the hallway and saw Becky and her squad approaching, she knew this day would be like any other. “If it isn’t the worthless underling.” Becky said with a flick of her blonde hair. She undoubtedly had a pretty face, but the heavy make-up she put on made her look more like an evil witch. Elise already turned to leave, her books still cradled in her arm, but she quickly found herself surrounded by the gang. Becky Everglade, as her surname would suggest, was the daughter of Roland and Tasha Everglade and the heiress to the Everglade pack.

Benji tried. But Principal Ferguson was having none of it. She simply looked over her glasses at the boy and waited. Benji sighed, sitting up a little straighter. “Fine. I called that one pathetic,” he admitted, pointing to Aria. I could feel Dominic restraining himself. Benji quickly looked up to his dad. “Which she is! She’s a werewolf without a wolf, and you said that’s pathetic!” Benji’s dad’s eyes widened in horror as he admonished his son. “That is the Alpha’s daughter, and you will show her respect,” he hissed as he actively avoided eye contact with Dominic.

Azara traced the curve of her daughter’s cheek with her thumb, committing the shape to memory. “Forgive me, my starlight,” she whispered. Drawing a steadying breath, she began the binding. Her fingers traced sigils through the air, each one shimmering before sinking gently into the child’s skin. The radiance dimmed—slowly, reluctantly—until the baby appeared no different from a mortal infant: small, warm, and utterly vulnerable. “Live small. Live unseen,” Azara murmured, her voice fraying. “Until your power awakens… and you ascend to the heavens where you belong.”