Beetlejuice Daughter Novels & Stories

He asked. “You can’t come between mates. The werewolf council will hang you. Alpha Ethan will rip you to shreds.” I insisted. “What the hell makes you think he wants to be mated to my daughter anyway? I’m doing you a favour.” He says. “He wants me dad. He is coming to get me.” I say. And his head snapped back at Alpha James and then back at me. “Well, I guess it’s a good thing that the ballroom is being prepped as we speak.” My father said in a scarily calm voice.

“Mia? Is it her again? That b*tch!“ Becky shouted, forgetting that she was with Zack. Zack creased his brows. “What did you say?“ He asked. He had thought that Mia and Becky were good friends. Why would Becky curse at her? Becky froze, but she did not care anymore. “Uncle, you just don't know the kind of daughter you have. Mia is a b*tch. She tries to get into every man's bed. See, she is even trying to take Dave away from me. That day at the hospital, they kissed….“ “Enough!“ Zack raised his hand to stop Becky from speaking. “Do you still remember that Mia is my daughter? And she is nothing like what you are saying!“

"Of course not. Sebastian wouldn't... he's not like that." "Then what's got you tied up in knots?" Dad pressed, his eyes narrowing. I sighed, finally tearing my gaze away from Sebastian to meet my father's concerned look. "It's not him I'm worried about," I admitted. "It's me. I think I’m the one who is going to end up hurting him." The words hung in the air between us, unspoken but heavy with implication. I was Lucifer's daughter, after all. Destruction was in my blood.

What I never expected was that Leon would go so far as to sacrifice his own daughter. What a monster! However, Leon also probably never expected that I would actually stick to my principles and not cross that line. I crossed my arms, took a deep breath, and met Leon's gaze calmly. "Then go ahead and tell me—what exactly did I do to your daughter?" Leon let out a cold laugh. "Don't act so righteous. You think I don't know what you said and did to her in that room?

She sat down opposite me and grinned as she studied my slightly haggard face that was lined with the evidence of the passing of time. "I guess the jig is up. You're right. I'm not your daughter. Your real daughter died ages ago," she said with a cruel smile. Every word that she said was like a blade that stabbed into my heart. Rose's smile grew when she noticed my steely expression. "What's wrong? Can't accept the truth after reading my paper? To be honest, it's not a big deal. So many years have passed since then. Your daughter probably wouldn't have lived for too long even if Dad didn't sell her off.

He is the Aslanov, son of Don Zagreus but his wife, Lady Katyusha acted more like an Aslanov than him. The maidservant of the family came in without saying a word and cleaned up the mess. "I was just surprised," Lucian responded with a slight frown. He knows that Yelena is his daughter and he is aware Mort hunt her down right now. Even if he wants to plead with Mort to spare his daughter's life, Lucian knows that Underground Beast is unstoppable and will eliminate anyone in his way mercilessly. He will listen to no one. "That's new." Lady Katyusha laughed and shifted her gaze to Don Zagreus.

Mystrel thought his venom would change her DNA but it must have weakened due to him eating human meat," I mumbled sourly and he nodded, telling me I was correct. "I should probably be an adult and introduce them," I mumbled surly and Greyson said that he'd join me. I used Boris's bathroom to clean my face up and held Greyson's hand as we headed towards the area where the Judgement maker's were staying. Everyone I passed gave me their condolences and I thanked each kindly. I reached Kozani's door and knocked. I was surprised by my daughter opening the door. She'd been crying and she flung herself into my arms.

"Weren't you the ones who killed her? "Why are you acting innocent? "You always knew I hated Estelle. You knew I went after her on purpose. You just pretended not to see it." A smile stayed on her lips, but her eyes were vicious. "From the day your real daughter came back, I treated her like a dog. "And you knew. "I drugged her water, fed her almonds even though she was allergic, and even used her blood as paint. "Mom, you used to say those paintings were beautiful. Remember?"

“Stop slapping. Take your daughter with you and get lost!” Jade supported her daughter, who had been beaten silly by the arm, then scrambled and crawled to leave. After they had left the hospital door, Jade said with great indignation, “Sabrina! I'll make you pay back this debt twice over!” Selene cried and looked at Jade, “Mom…”

Amelia “I guess this calls for celebration?” Becca asked, jiggling the bottle of champagne in her hand. I laughed and opened the door wider for her. She had rushed over once I told her about the divorce. “Where did you dump Stephanie?” “Excuse you?” Becca gasped, “I kept my daughter in the safe caring hands of Dylan and his boy toy.” I giggled as we sat. “I can't drink that, you know.” “Who said you were getting some of this goodness? Grab a grape or something from your fridge, this baby is all mine.”