Novel & Cerita Dark Souls Daughter Of Chaos

She hurriedly sheathed the dagger and held her breathe until the guard passed by. “Who are you,” she asked softly. “You don’t remember me,” he asked bewildered with wide eyes. Trix slowly shook her head. The man sighed and shook his head. “It must have been someone else then,” he said absentmindedly. “Anyway, I need your help. I need to help my daughter,” he said hurriedly. Trix shook her head confused. “You daughter is….” “The egg!” “What!” “My daughter is inside of the egg,” he explained bit Trix still didn’t understand him.

I froze for a moment and shot around, “Daughter…?” She nodded, “I want to bless you both. I have someone extraordinary planned for her. Your daughter,” “Nuray.” I cut her off, “Her name is Nuray.” She smiled, “Nuray will be a great she-wolf, a powerful wolf.” I thought for a moment, my husband is a Beta; does this mean that she’ll be with an Alpha? My brain rushed with hundreds of questions. “Are you ready to meet your daughter?” I nodded but then thought for a second,

After he spoke Lucifer let Morgan and Lucan spoke to them and say hi. A long silence follow as Sloth, Greed and Lust looked at both of them Allistair met their stares with quiet defiance, silver and black eyes gleaming. “I am Chaos. Son of Lilith. Born from her, but never claimed by Heaven nor Hell. And yes—” He glanced at Lucifer, voice softening. “He is my mate.” Lucifer’s gaze burned with both pride and warning. “Speak another word, and I’ll make you remember why they call me the Morningstar.”

Above the surface, the merchant district of the Tondo Dominion slept in its comfortable, clan-guarded, spirit-lantern-lit certainty that the world was correctly arranged. And in the dark below all of it, wearing a frayed mine-issue shift with her obsidian hair loose for the first time in years because she had unbraided it during the night's circulation and had not bothered to rebraid it, a girl with crystallized Ashen Qi in her bones and a burning pendant against her chest and seven people's lives now folded into the plan she had been building since the moment she saw a sale list with her name sixteenth on it — sat very still and looked at the stone wall and breathed, and in her breathing th

Her bond pulsed, leading her to a hidden chamber deep below the skyscraper. She kicked the door open, her heart stopping. Kael was chained to a crimson altar, his chest bare, his crimson mark glowing faintly. The Daughter stood over him, her claws raised, a dark ritual circle etched in blood around them. “One more drop,” she whispered, her eyes gleaming. “Get away from him!” Aria roared, her light blasting through the room. The Daughter dodged, her claws slashing Aria’s arm. Blood sprayed, but Aria didn’t falter, tackling her to the ground.

But she didn't know that. “I will ask you one last time, and if you don’t answer my question. You will be taking more than just a whipping from me, my men will be more than happy to fuck the filthy alpha’s daughter. I’m sure your father will be glad to hear that.” Commander Chaos said to her with a mean gaze on her. “No! Stop, I can’t..” Chloe couldn't form her words properly, and neither was this the best time to start asking for forgiveness, since she had no idea what she had done.

The crowd seemed to part for her from her aged face, and dark eyes that glinted with a sense of maddened intelligence, the litter of her cane sent tremors through the crowd and that was what caused the parting, making way until I came eye to eye with the old crone. "Lady DaSilva of the Earthborns" She said curtsying really lowly and yet I could still sense the defiance rolling off of her "The enemy is upon us and war might begin in nothing short of a few hours and now the enemy decides he wants your mate solely to put an end to an eternal war, that sounds all too fishy if you ask me, so lay your cards on the table what does Chaos want with your wife?" "Let's go in to discuss," I say in a ple

"Pity. You cannot do anything to me. Infact, you need me." "How dare you insinuate—" "Without an anchor to the mortal realm, you'd be gone in a day. Two at the most." The woman waved a bored hand, then jerked her chin towards the cauldron. "I can see you were trying to perform a ritual. The Ritual of Infernal Transformation, perhaps?" Aosoth gritted her teeth. "It failed." "Figures." "My daughter is one of yours now." She spat. "A Hunter,"

Her best friend. “Fine, I’ll figure something out, wait in the living room.” When my daughter was gone I shook the man in my bed awake. “Hey, I’m pretty sure we fucked last night,” I said when his eyes opened. “Are you sober enough to drive me to drop my daughter off at school??” He groaned as he sat up and looked around. “I don’t have my car,” he said. “I can call a rideshare app now, I’ll pay.” He yawned. “I’m Andrew by the way.”

My attention remained fixed on him while another sharp crack tore violently through the ice before it surged upward completely, swallowing the rest of his body beneath the freezing layer as the rain continued pouring over the motionless corpse. For a moment, I said nothing as a strange heaviness settled quietly inside me while my attention remained fixed on the frozen body before me, because after all these centuries, the impossible had finally happened. The Luna’s bloodline still existed. My jaw tightened faintly as memories surfaced briefly through my mind, memories soaked in blood, war, and entire territories buried beneath frost by a power the world believed extinct long ago.