Danmachi Hestia Familia Novels & Stories

Pandora locks the door, “people walking in my room without knocking and talking crazy smack to me." Hestia is meeting with her Beta Su Jin regarding Wisdom coming there any day. Hestia wishes she knew the exact day so she could have some special warriors at the border to attack Wisdom. She didn't want to cause attention or be questioned if the warriors were away from the pack for days.

Amy maintained a calm tone of voice while speaking firmly to the killer. “I was just curious. You don’t have to get defensive, my lovely, Asian flower.” The gunman’s voice trailed down to a growling whisper. The burly, bearded man stared across the room at Amy with ungodly thoughts seeping into his mind. “You came in here and ignored me. You won’t even tell me how you enjoyed my game. I based the game on your life experiences. I named the video game Gunmetal Mama in honor of your MMA fighting career.” The gunman showed his teeth while sneering at Amy. “I’m so flattered,” Amy spoke to the gunman through a dry tone, unleashing her sarcasm. She returned her hands to the front of her stomach whe

“ One more thing. You aren't allowed to leave the pack territory anymore... not until your suitors arrive, and you are to do anything that Darius tells you to because he is the heir now. Is that clear?“ Hestia didn't respond, prompting Randur to frown in displeasure. “ I said is that clear!?“ He said in a voice so loud both Darius and Hestia flinched. Hestia clenched her fist and nodded, her eyes were empty. “ Yes, Alpha.“ She said this before running to her room and shutting the door behind. With more tears streaming down her face, her back slowly slid across the surface of the door before touching the ground. She hugged her knees and wept. She saw something with her peripheral vision. It w

“To kill or save, the future cannot be delayed but history also cannot be denied” “Mom, what later happened to Amelia?” Marcus asked halfheartedly as he had begun to fall asleep after listening to his bedtime story “Amelia gave birth to three children which developed into the three major families we have in the clan now, the Fault family which your father belongs to, the Fillion family which I came from and the Fara family which your best friend Jasmine belong to.” Genevieve explained with a smile as she tucked her son into bed

He hated the fact that he was putting his friend's life in danger and he hated even more the fact that he was putting his pack's life in danger. Jasmine waited patiently for them to come out at the foot of the staircase. "You're here!" Elle came to join her, holding the baby in her hands. "Oh! Here is the cutest person in the whole wide world!" Jasmine cooed at the baby. Damien came out of his room and immediately went to the common area of the house. He immediately summoned every single person that would play a part in this war. "I want everyone to be in their places. Make sure everyone is in their places!" He yelled as everyone ran to their places. It was really hectic as people ran up and

I was about to speak when Dustin suddenly interjected. “You can call me Dada if you want, princess.” He was kneeling like me and looking at Hestia whose still confused. “You’we not Daddy!” she grumbled at him. I saw Dustin swallow at what my daughter said. “I can be your daddy for the meantime,” Hestia tilted her head, seeming to process Dustin's words. “Okay,” she said in a very girly voice. “Call me Dada, okay?” Dustin patted her head. “Dada . . .” she smiled.

Hestia seemed to be satisfied with this and looked in front of her as Damian was holding the door open for all of them. As for that interaction, Damian was just silently watching them as Hestia sent them a glare that brought them back from their bickering. It cannot be ignored that Hestia, despite being a 1st year in the school, holds a significant reputation herself even though the name of her family was not that heard of. She was still able to build a reputation for herself inside the school which had made her untouchable, someone that should not be crossed to. It was still an enigma to most of them if Hestia is really a cold and emotionless person or is it her defence mechanism or somethi

Just then, Hestia entered, wearing a luxurious and casual-styled dress. "I'm not familiar with Pamore, so I'll state my position up front. I despise mistresses and homewreckers the most. If I find anyone following in the Hawkins family's footsteps, I won't let them off easily." Her commanding presence made her the undeniable center of the gathering. The big screen displayed a humiliating video of Susan. "Who is she?" "Which lady is this? Such a spectacle." "I'm not anyone's lady. I'm Hestia Riley, the organizer of this gathering. It's nice to meet you all. Please take care of me in the future."

"So how do you like party so far?" "Pretty good, and specially love the tenders you grilled." Emilia let out a soft laugh, as she massaged a thick layer of sunscreen on her arms. "Oh darling, it wasn't me, it was Nathan, Zach and Roberto." My eyes scrunched at the last name and she instantly mumbled Zachariah's dad. "Hold on! The infamous Roberto Diaz is your husband?!" Flora screeched almost too loudly, making her laugh yet once again. "Yeah the poor wife of his is me."

The door closed. Angry? Did I do anything wrong? Suddenly, I felt something in my right hand. I looked down. There was a dagger in my hand. Symbols began carving on the silver blade. And somehow, somewhere, I knew what they meant. “Marfóir Deamhan,” I whispered. The meaning came to me like a memory that was never mine. My voice cracked, as I translated the words. “Demon Slayer.”