Cupid's Daughter Novels & Stories

How the hell does he know my name? He knows my name… dammit! What else does he know? I don’t realize the air is clear, the Asmodeus heir is gone, and Squat has taken their place, examining the lady who was shot to prove me wrong. I barely notice because I am under tension and the lady is behind me, but she is carrying a child in front of her. When she was shot in the head, she fell face-first, covering the baby with her weight. “Are you okay?” An elderly woman taps my shoulder, forcing me to rip my gaze from the child the squats are trying to lift the heavy mother away from.

I wanted these high and holy gods to feel what my daughter had felt. Seraphina caught the defiance in my eyes, and her own narrowed. “Filthy mortal. Your blood is what tainted Caelum’s divine line, and it’s because of you Nia was born cursed. Instead of repenting, you keep trying to stop me from cleansing her. Poor Nia, to have such a cheap, vicious mother.” She lifted her hand, and a ball of golden flame hit me square in the chest, the heat scorching my hair black in an instant.

I admit. This information has her backing away from me, to glance into the pool of bonded pairs. “How, how did she do that?” She asks. Confused I move to stand besides her, looking into the pool with her. She picks out a soul that can be no other than Leo and Tabitha’s son. “I pair him with a mate already, how did Lilith over rule me on that?” She asks me confused. “Our daughter has more abilities than we’d ever imagined. It shouldn’t come as a surprise for her to be able to create bonds and pair mates, now should it, Celeste?”

“Don’t talk to me about divine plans.” “You think this is random?” Cassian asked. “The daughter of the man who killed your father ends up your mate? That’s not chance, Rafe. That’s design.” “I don’t care what it is,” I growled. “I didn’t ask for her. I don’t want her.” “But you do.” I narrowed my eyes. “You really believe the Moon Goddess would pair me with the daughter of the man who murdered my family?” “I think the Goddess doesn’t play by our rules,” Cassian said carefully. “You’re too deep in this to see what she might actually be.”

“Saw them with my own eyes. Luckily, he didn’t see me.” I couldn’t believe it! He wouldn’t do that to me. Would he? Frozen in place, I listened with my heart like stone as I peered from my hiding place. I homed in on the girl who spoke. There she was, sipping iced tea, looking cool while I’m standing there bathed in sweat and humiliation. “Ooh… what a pity he marked that slave girl, the hunter’s daughter. Can you imagine? A mutt for a queen. And what about the pup she’s expecting. It won’t be a Lycan.”

Erzelus asked. “Her name was Minthe. She was the nymph of Oribus, daughter of Denexus and Sentaya. You know, the Sentaya with screechy voice and bat flaps, the old hag of Ortelvan river in Oribus. Her daughter Minthe and I recognised each other as mates. But her parents offered her to Hades, hoping this would help their ambitions to climb up the ladder of Wengarthria. Hey, hear that out!!! They have offered their daughter to the master of hell!!

"I don't think it’s that black and white. You're not related to her. Even though you babysat her, and she called you uncle, you were still just a friend, Tor. That's what you have to focus on. You're a friend who helped your friends take care of their kid because they were only fifteen years old when they had her. You were just a kid yourself. You pretty much grew up with her. None of this is a normal situation, so how could there have been a normal result?" I lean my elbows on the table and put my pounding head in my hands. "I don't know. I just want us to be able to be together and be happy, but I feel like people will crucify me." "Stop beating yourself up, Toren. You haven't done anythin

What more did she want from me? My father, Brian Larson, sat by the side of the bed and sighed. "We spoiled her too much. I knew we shouldn't have kept her from the beginning. The fortune teller said that only Summer would bring us luck and that Sienna would only cause us misfortunes. If we had abandoned or killed her when she was born, things would've been much easier. My father's expression was so murderous that I truly believed that if I were there next to him, he would have choked me to death.

Holding two pups in my arms, I watched as Taylor picked up her second daughter. “May I introduce my second daughter to everyone here? Eugenie Herthia is her name,” Taylor announced boisterously. “And her godparents are Cissy and Harad.” The room grew quiet for a moment as all eyes shifted towards the Luna with evident bewilderment and anger. It would be more appropriate for the Crown Prince and his mate to have been pointed as the godparents of the eldest daughter. For Lycans, this decision by an ordinary werewolf Luna came across as disrespectful.

The three of us turned to her. "I also heard that the future Moon Goddess is the daughter of the current Moon Goddess and His Majesty’s stepfather," she added. Really? "I mean, everyone knows that, right?" she said, laughing nervously. No, I didn’t. "I’ve never heard about it before. So, the future Moon Goddess visiting the Lycan Realm is Vincent’s daughter?" I clarified. Jiya nodded. Oh, so Vincent gave up immortality to marry Charlotte. He must love her deeply.