Daughter Destroyed Novels & Stories

"This operation will change the course of what’s coming." He didn’t answer right away. He just looked at her with those intense gray eyes that seemed to see into her soul. Then he leaned in, touched her chin gently, and said in a deep voice: "You’ve done what not even our own could in ten years. You are a Dangello." Amalia swallowed hard. That statement wasn’t symbolic. It was a sentence. A promise. "Let’s go home," she said. "But first, let’s destroy this." With one final charge, placed by Dax and triggered by Kari, the entire Council operations center exploded behind them in a wave of fire that lit up the night. The fall of the Council wasn’t just symbolic. It was literal.

Caterina was silent. "Now we focus on your recovery first." Dante spoke softly. Caterina nodded. Dante took off the shirt that was attached to his body. He put the shirt on his daughter's body to cover Caterina's naked body. Dante's jaw tightened; he clenched his fists very tightly as he brought destruction to his daughter's world. He should never have brought Caterina to live there. He should have left La Vendetta first so he could focus on taking care of his daughter and planning a good future for her.

“Aurora killed our beloved daughter Crystal William out of jealousy because Asher Black was going to marry Crystal “ . My mom repeated as I froze at the screen. That's when I realized that her dad just destroyed me. My mother destroyed every sanity and a glimpse of hope I had left. Like a merciless storm, her words razed the fortress of my heart, leaving me defenseless and utterly shattered.

She annihilated dozens of males whom she thought deserved such punishment. Damian's father, Damascus, who Matilda thought of as only a human, was her recent husband who she accidentally killed with her ability. After such an incident, Damascus faked his death and left the village, leaving his wealth and his castle in the moor, to whom he had sworn to serve. "...But your father was sick and exhausted of immortal life, so he went here in Daisy Valley and married my sister," Elfar added and took a pot of tea and offered some of his herbal tea to Damian as he continued his tale.

Valeria stared at the shattered screen, the grainy footage of her father’s final moments burned into her mind. General Arturo de la Cruz—the iron-fisted patriarch who had ruled with ruthless precision—was gone. The empire he’d built, piece by piece, was crumbling beneath her feet. Her lips curled into a bitter, hollow smile. So this is what it feels like to lose everything.

Damian stood in the ashes of the central plaza, the world around him reduced to silence and smoke. The rift had sealed with a final, mocking shimmer of violet light, taking Alex and their three children Hope, Grace, and Kai into whatever hellish domain the Architect still commanded. His knees buckled. The pistol slipped from his fingers, clattering against the cracked concrete. Blood from a dozen wounds mixed with the glowing residue of hybrid energy on his skin, but none of it compared to the hollow void where his heart used to be.

I glared hatefully at the broken, bloody mess that was my body and at my family standing nearby. If I could speak, I would’ve screamed, “Look at me! I’m dead! Are you happy now?” I imagined that, at last, they’d feel regret—that they’d finally realize they should have loved me. But they didn’t. My dad dismissed all the housekeepers and shook his head coldly. "How childish,” he muttered. My mom was trembling slightly, but not a single tear fell. She pressed her lips together and sighed deeply. “What a foolish child.” But beneath that sigh, there was a hint of relief.

"You brought this disaster upon us. Daisy… Daisy is dead because of you!” Evelyn’s hands balled into fists, her rage boiling over as she glared at Victor. With a wild cry, she lunged forward, striking him hard on the chest, her fists pounding into him with everything she had. "You ruined everything!" she screamed, her voice hoarse. “You destroyed our family, you killed our daughter!”

“The Celestial Waters alpha, Alpha Varuna, was defiant. He had ten children lost. He could not; however, forget sweet Cordelia, the omega maiden mated to Alpha Malakai.” My father said in a serious tone. “All the children of the Celestial Waters are my sons and daughters. Each like the precious pearls we pluck from the sea. You have my children and my heart breaks, but I cannot stand for your tyranny just to mend my own heart. You have already been careless with one of my precious rare pearls, throwing it away like the goddess means nothing.” My father nobly recited Alpha Varuna’s speech.

Summer said. “I know. But you’ve fought through worse than this. You lived with dad, remember.” Ryker said. “That’s a little different.” “Not really. He’s a bastard just like dad.” Ryker said. “I’m sorry that I couldn’t save Dallas.” Summer said. “It’s not your fault. He came after me when he shouldn’t have. I never blamed you for that.” Ryker said. “Oh, isn’t this beautiful? A brother and sister saying goodbye to each other. I don’t care if I get your essence now. I just want you dead for killing my people.” The King growled.