Claiming His Enemy's Daughter Novels & Stories

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.

“My mother is… complicated. She’s been pulling strings since my father died. She wants control of the company. Of Lily.” Harper glanced at me. “And you? What do you want, Damian?” The question caught me off guard. No one asked me that anymore. “Peace,” I said quietly. “For my daughter. For myself.” I looked at her. “And maybe, for one night, I wanted to feel alive again. With you.” She swallowed. “That night… I didn’t know who you were.” “Would it have stopped you?” Her silence was answer enough. I reached out and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. She didn’t pull away. The same electricity from the garden crackled between us.

he stated matter-of-factly. “How could you repay her loyalty by locking her up in the dungeon for days just because she tried to protect you and the pack from the enemy?” “Lyra was not an enemy. She was my mate.” “And yet, she is the daughter of our enemy, Alpha Max, the same man responsible for the death of your parents,” he countered. “The same man who came into our pack by night and slaughtered our people whilst we made merry. How can you let such a man's daughter come any closer to you?”

Before I could react, he wrapped his hand at the back of my neck and using his hold on my neck to push me forward, he growled at Trent; “I don’t give a shit about whatever you feel about this girl, Trent, she is nothing but a slave, an enemy’s daughter… and she would be treated as such! This would be the last time you’ll disrespect my fiancée because of her!” As soon as he said those words, I squeezed my eyes shut whilst praying that the ground would open up and swallow me whole. His hatred for me was evident in his voice, his anger… but what surprised me the most was the fact that he kept referring to me as the enemy’s daughter when I in fact do not even know who my parents were. Tears spru

“Please, Dad, I honestly do not have the energy for this fight you’re trying to bring up. I already have a lot of issues on the ground, and I have to say this is not even one of them.” “This is about her right?” I looked at his face when he asked that question, And I could already tell that he was just very disgusted after hearing her name or maybe hearing her name made him more disgusted about everything. I honestly don’t know how all of a sudden a person will change just because he found out she is the daughter of his enemy. This is a girl he literally was already calling his own daughter, and all of a sudden he doesn’t even want to hear "honey."

Something he hated with a passion. “Alaric Blackstone’s daughter,” he spat the words like venom. “You deceived me.” My mate, the man the Moon Goddess had destined for me, the man who had held me in his arms just a night before, now glared at me as if I were a curse upon his existence. All because I was the daughter of his enemy.

my father says, his tone heavy. “It’s not a request,” Marcellus—my father’s best friend and ally—adds. I look down to see Catherine sucking her nipple, licking and stroking it until it glistens with saliva. I want to moan, but I can’t. If I did, these old men would die of strokes. “So we bend to the Kleins now? We let them dictate peace after years of blood and conspiracies? We’re all playing the good guys now?” My father’s voice hardens. “You think I want this? You think I’d sell my daughter’s pride to the very people who murdered my wife and sons?”

*****Alpha Theo's POV***** “Adam, you're here.” Adam strode over to my desk, but didn't take a seat. I was having enough problems already, and now I'm having the thought that whatever Adam has in mind cannot be good. “What is it, Adam? I'm sure you came for a reason.” “Is it true?” I creased my brow while staring at Adam. “What are you talking about?” I asked. “You have our enemy's daughter in the pack. Tell me, is she the one warming your dick now that Tihana isn't here? Isn't it too early to start fucking a slut!”

"We'll release your daughter when that boy arrives." Clement clenched his teeth and glared at Richard. "You arrest people illegally. I will sue you." "Your daughter is a suspect in the robbery of antiquities. We keep her completely legal; you can sue if you like." Clement's angry expression amused Richard. "I hope you will contact that boy and bring him to us." Richard continued. "If your daughter were guilty, you would have known the sentence. I advise you to think of her. After all, that boy is not your son; he is a vampire, our enemy."

“You sure about this? She’s not really a…” “I don’t care,” I snap. “Bring the damn girl to me.” He doesn’t argue. He heads for the door, but I stop him with a quiet word. “And Giovanni.” He turns back, waiting. “Don’t be soft on her,” I say. “She’s the daughter of an enemy now.” He nods once, disappearing into the hallway.