Daemon Targaryen Daughters Novels & Stories

For a moment, her eyes flickered, as if she had just realized something. She suddenly grabbed my shoulders and exclaimed, "I knew it! You've been reborn, too!" Then, she looked at me arrogantly. "Do you even know why you were able to come back to life? It's because you're my daughter! As the daughter of the heroine, even if you die a few times, you'll still keep coming back! Fate keeps giving us these second chances so we can finally find the perfect way to make your dad regret leaving me!" I could tell she had completely lost her mind. I shook her hands off me and grabbed my dad's and Erin's hands instead.

Murmurs erupted in the hall as if someone had just poked a beehive. "Oh for the sake of the gods, Issarak, shut your mouth!" another girl growled out from the far left of the Pavilion. "The day you lead us to the war is the day of our doom. Get it from me, everyone either hates or secretly hates you. It would be a terrible mistake if you became our leader." "Are you challenging my military talent, Tusita?" the boy spat back. "I am the avatar of Murugan, the God of War. Who else is more suitable than me?"

I smiled at him, warmly. A long look passed between father and son, and Lord Anterton’s lips curled slowly. “You are your father’s daughter,” he conceded ruefully. “Perhaps so,” I met his gaze unflinchingly. “But I am not just my father’s daughter; I am the future queen of Uyan Taesil.” “Queen Diandreliera,” Lord Anterton bowed, sliding his eyes to Leongrad. “I will ready the resources and my men.” “Thank you, Lord Anterton.”

She will going to obey her father's order. "Arthuriz, I don't think so we're in right to teach our daughter to take revenge, let's go somewhere else and started to build our new life peacefully," Alba said because actually she disagree but she can do nothing. "No,! our daughter's will kill our mortal Enemy until I breathe upon this universe I won't let them free and since I can't do anything Albania our daughter's will be taking over she will gonna kill that bastard who hurt her, and destroy our lives," he said and she just crossed her arms on her chest.

"Take her to the dungeons and make sure she is comfortable." Jarek roughly helps me to my feet. While I hobble on one foot, I stare Jarek's father in the eyes. I refuse to show that I am in pain. I am my mother's daughter after all. Squaring my shoulders I hold out my hand for the Alpha to shake. "I don't believe we have been properly introduced. I AM Keena Lyall. Daughter of King Erebus and the Hybrid Queen Ella Lyall. And you are making a very big mistake."

I said with a laugh. “Wait, his Alpha command doesn’t work on you? Why is that?” Easton said suddenly. “I don’t know why. I thought it was because I’m his daughter until he used it on one of my brothers when I was fifteen. Then he used it on Kate once when I was seventeen so I guess I’m the only child of his that doesn’t have to follow his Alpha commands.” I replied. ‘It’s because we are stronger than him.’ Kyra answered from my mind.

Aaliyah exclaimed and the girls giggled while holding hands. Why not? If that’s what the birthday girl wanted then we’ll make a detour. Surprisingly Aaliyah knew the directions to her house, she had a good head on her shoulders. Her mother must have been really put together if she raised someone like her. Put together wasn’t my type at all. I was more attracted to the unstable and wild type, like the woman I met last night. There was also the problem of Aaliyah’s mom being human but I doubt her mom would take this seriously so we could meet and that can be the end of it.

for Fae, it was but another puzzle from her lady as she rarely said anything which wasn't equally confusing, the woman was an enigma herself, starting by her unique appearance and ending by her powerful presence. Taking out the clean swaddles, Fae carefully wrapped the little baby in their softness, all while admiring her unique features, even for a newborn, she was very beautiful, with silver hair and fair skin, just like her mother, However, she had a very peculiar brownish birthmark on her lower back, the one only those of the Yoren dynasty possessed, proving that baby Sara was none other than King Edard Yoren's daughter.

That, and the desire for revenge in the hearts of his mother, uncle Renan and Ivar. Most of the family members understood their roles quite well. It was only Tiana, the eldest of the uncle's children, who did not accept that she was born the daughter of an empire that would not be hers. She did not accept that she was a daughter of the House Alba, and her heart was set on her Eirian heritage.

“Elara has been… invaluable in preparing the merchandise.” Merchandise. That’s what we were to them. “The girls are ready,” I said, keeping my voice neutral. “Would you like me to bring them in?” “In a moment,” Carlos said. He walked closer to me, and I had to fight the urge to step back. “Ray has told us much about you. Tiger Stark’s daughter. The princess of the Vipers, reduced to this.” He knew who I was. My heart started pounding harder. “You knew my father?” I asked carefully.