Romans & histoires Cast Of The Generals Daughter

I called. That’s Corni’s voice. I knew he wouldn’t leave me. Everywhere was silent and I didn’t know what was going on. “What do you mean General? She is a murderer! She killed my daughter,” Ava cried. I felt a hand on my back and I was helped up. The cloth was removed and I closed my eyes for a while to prevent the sudden light from blinding me. “General Conri. Do you have proof of what you are saying?” the Alpha asked.

“My patience is wearing thin.” “She tried to kill me!” I shout, glaring at Zev. “And he still doesn’t know what Kira is—” “Alyssa. Enough.” The general’s voice drops, low and dangerous now. Zev looks between us, confused. “Stop what? Father, what do I not know?” “Not now, Zev,” the general growls. Everything inside me twists with emotion. Fury, confusion, sorrow. But the general looks at me then—really looks—and something shifts in his eyes. A kind of clarity. A kind of purpose.

Mom's face went pale. She gripped the mic, her voice shaking. "Wh-What... what is this? Is this donor cadaver really my daughter, Charlotte?" She stared at Elayne, frozen in disbelief. Elayne took a shaky breath. "Yes. The cadaver in front of you... it's Charlotte." The mic slipped from Mom's hand, slamming to the floor with a sharp, earsplitting crack. People in the audience flinched, hands flying to their ears.

Execution orders were about to be issued, but stopped by the general . "Are all the alive personnel of Jiang household here? isn't there anyone hiding inside? did you search well?" He asked his men. "Yes General, we searched the house thoroughly but no any other one could be found" his men replied. "It is said that General Jiang has a really pretty wife and a daughter. wife is here but where is the daughter?" he asked again. His men had no answer and he became furious. "I want every inch of this house to be searched and find the culprit "he ordered. His men dispersed for the search.

I demanded. Elias’s answer was slow, painful. “Because someone didn’t follow the burn order. Someone paid them after they were disbanded. And that someone was either your father… or your mother.” My mother. Helena Vale. The image of her ordering a kill, driven by her sharp, cold ambition, came far too easily.

I open my eyes on even more and I watch the exchange between the General and his precious daughter. “Now, Vanessa. Don’t you dare say things like that.” He tries to scold his daughter, but she shakes her head in frustration. “You are not hearing me, dad! You never do! And this time, I am beyond serious! Two freaking hours.” She says and then she walks away. The General cusses loudly as he pulls the roots of his silver hair in anger. “I can take him back.” Jack volunteers and the General gives him a nod and runs after his daughter.

A sharp, violent laugh left my throat. “You must be joking.” He didn’t blink. “Do I look like I’m joking?” He gently shifted the books on his desk, smiling sheepishly. Was that excitement on his face? My pulse slammed against my ribs. Rage simmered beneath my skin. “He arranged a wedding without telling me?” I said, my voice low, lethal. “He assumed his daughter told you,” my father replied. “She didn’t tell me anything,” I spat. “We both are still recovering from the shock. And how on earth do you expect me to be like a lieutenant that fears seizing a shipment that….” I continued, catching my breath because I was gradually losing my mind.

My smile widens at his words. "Stop stalling, Amelia. Throw out what's repressing you from the inside out at once." She crosses her arms, making her breasts stand out more, and I drop my gauze, wondering what color her pout is. Damn, focus! She is the daughter of the enemy. It must be a card out of the deck. She is his ex-wife's younger sister and last but not least, she is eighteen years old. "What happened?" I resolve to cut to the chase and avert my eyes from temptation. His face turns into a disgusted frown, but he's still looking at me.

"Well, it is said that a few thousand years ago, the Moon Goddess and the Sun God had a daughter. The Realm of the Gods was filled with joy, as everyone welcomed the new child. The child grew strong and soon it was realised that she would become the Goddess of Wild Magic, the bridge between Animals, Plants, Elementals and Human Gods." Raoul stopped for a minute and then continued, "Like all children do, the daughter grew up into a woman. She had mastered the elements and was loved by the animal and plant gods. One day, she was out patrolling the borders between the Realm of Chaos and the Realm of the Gods when she was ambushed. Four powerful Chaos Generals have been sent to bring the High Go

Hazel furrowed her brows at the name, glancing at Alex for clarity, but he remained silent, his sharp gaze fixed on the General. “My goodness…” the General whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. “You look just like her.” Hazel frowned, her confusion growing. “Just like who?” she demanded, stepping closer to Alex. “Raina,” the General said, his voice thick with emotion. “She was…” He hesitated, his hands trembling. “She was my mistress, the love of my life. And your grandmother.”