Carmilla Carmine Daughters Novels & Stories

"A Hunter," "No, she's not. She's all demon and mortal; a malformation, an outcast. She has nothing of the Trio Angels in her." The woman stated simply. "She holds so much power in her, much more than she is able to harness. We haven't seen the likes of her in...centuries. She's a danger to the world of Hunters and the mortal realm at large, more reason why she has to be annhilated immediately. But the Caucus is going to accept her, I know because I'm a member of the Caucus, and because she's friends with Robert Ravenwood's children. Robert Ravenwood's the Head of the Caucus." Aosoth grinned, revealing unnaturally white fangs. "My daughter is a Hunter, either way—"

She turned out to be Carmen. “What are you doing? Don’t call her, she is River-stone” said Carmen worried. “But what happened to her eyes? She looks dead” she asked worriedly. “All of them are like that like mum and Dad said they are dead,” said Carmen sadly. “Do you know who she is?” She asked curiously. “No but all I know is her father is Alpha of Crescent moon pack, the cousins to Riverstone, which proves the girl is also under control,” said Carmen.

ALPHA JASPER I have found my would be Luna she is beautiful and stunning in every way her name is Carmen. The way she walks is so elegant. All eyes are always on her when she walks in the room and as an added bonus she is very well mannered but no one matches her in the battle field which is one of the reasons I choose her. I think I have chosen well. She is good at hunting and she is the daughter of a beta. Her father is the beta of our neighbouring pack he is a well respected man.

The girls release each other and she tells me that I’m welcome. “Who’s this, sweetheart?” Jase asks with a soft lilt in his tone. “This is Carmen Meyer. Jensen’s little sister,” she says. “Carmen, these are my Chaos Boys.” “You found them! I’m so happy for you!” Carmen squeals hugging Carley again. “I want to guess who’s who based on your descriptions,” she says and then Carley gestures to go ahead. I have a huge smile on my face. Bet she has already guessed who I am, but it’s going to be interesting as she guesses the others.

EMMELINE They are never going to find the bodies of the men I killed on the day of my mating ceremony. Neither would they find me. My name is Emmeline Carrington, and I am King Carrington's daughter and the last female Lycan. Six Months Earlier As I stood before Jonas, my fated mate, our hands intertwined and our smiles beaming, I couldn't think of a more perfect day. It was the day of our mating ceremony, and to say that I was still in awe of everything playing out would be a sheer understatement. I just couldn't believe a day like this had finally come, that something this good, this perfect, would ever happen to a girl like me.

“No offense, but haven’t we gone over this already? We’re all aware that Carden has been placed in charge of the girl.” “It shouldn’t matter who takes her. She’s the enemy. And I’m perfectly capable of dealing with a conwoman and her monster daughter.” Greggory hisses. He senses the conversation getting away from him. “She summons demons. Sees your worst fear with a single touch. Responsible for handfuls of murders. She should be put down, not paraded around.” His words suck all the air out of the room. He has no idea who he’s talking about. He has no idea that he’s bashing the daughter of a fallen soldier. Enemy or not.

she said as she wrapped her arms around her shoulders. None of them speak after that. They just stood there watching the night moves thinking about the same thing. That sunday night, where their fitness will be tested. There's nothing she crave more than the power they could have. And that's what make her the first daughter of the great Carmilla Mencia Hewson-Blake. - "I fucking hate summer", Kieran has been ranting about summer and the heat ever since he got out of his room. "And that's enough reason to...", Karma insisted which they both laughed to. "I still don't have something to wear!" she grunted as she jump on her bed again.

and wonders how Jensen the Lycan king ended up with a daughter so… ordinary. Except for my eyes, of course. Even in the dark, they burn back at me in the mirror. Unnatural, bright blue, glowing faintly when my wolf stirs beneath the surface. A gift from my mother, or maybe a curse. Either way, they’ve always made me different, and tonight, that difference feels like power.

“And he is my younger son, Calvin. He is the Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack and CEO of Haysbert Production House.” Theodore and Calvin just glared at each other and didn’t exchange a word. “Hehhehehe!!” “And these two are my granddaughters,” Sophia said when Roselet and Arline came inside giggling, holding hands. They quickly hide behind the Curtain. “The girl with black hair is Arline, Caro’s daughter, and The girl with brown hair is Rose, Calvin’s daughter.” After a few minutes, a boy came inside. “And he is Artin, my grandson, Caro’s son.”

“Girls, why don’t we introduce our names to Karla?” The ghosts smiled at the woman and a ghost started. “My name is Michaela,” She pointed at her heart. The ghost named Michaela has beautiful short black hair, matching with her brown skin. “I’m Jevilyn, Karla.” Jevilyn smiled at her. Her chestnut hair covering half of her face. “My name is Anne, welcome to the clan.” Anne cuddled her and pearls showed up from her blonde hair. This continued until the last ghost was finished. The woman is the last one to introduce herself.