Daughter Of Chaos Novels & Stories

Chaos was a prince. “Now get the fuck out of my sight before I do something you’d regret,” with those words, she stumbled out of the room, looking as if she'd seen a ghost. Never once have I seen the woman look flustered or at a loss for words in my twenty years of life. “Sorry about that kitten. I was about two seconds from snapping her neck,” Chaos grinned as if snapping someone's neck was an everyday occurrence, "Now where were we?" “You are Hades son?”

And yes, he could feel his omega approaching. ------ Sera finally came out of the sacred tree. What was before a nearly dead tree, covered with shadows and with grieving voices inside. Now, it shone in a beautiful and resplendent gold. "You did it, Sera." She heard the soft voice of the Goddess. But somehow it was different. Her right eye was covered with darkness. Mother hugged her and Sera could feel a power of Chaos coming from her but she said nothing. "Thank you, madam." "Ah. You must have noticed that I’m different." Mother smiled. "Chaos is here. The opposite of me is Kallias' father."

She might be a fiesty and high tempered vampires she is also very much in control in using her powers and letting other knows about her capabilities. "I'll think about it father." She simply said. "Ill be in my room should you need me." Max wondered what's going on with her daughter she seems restless. Then his mind shifted to another things when he received a message from his allies Thalia the ruler of the black witches lost the kingdom from it's rightful heir Mira.

His form seemed to glitch for a moment before continuing. “Your father wants to destroy my Mind. If he succeeds, there will be nothing to power the shards any longer. The living Chaos, Zoi, will descend on all worlds without mercy and engulf it in madness. As he did yours.” He glitched again, more severely this time. “You will need the new shard bearer and the daughter of your former master. Keep them close.”

Sean leaned over, paying attention to the motion of his hands. “About a year ago, Naira saw a vision. About chaos..about evil falling on the lands, about an ancient dark witch. And about a dark rogue king.” He gave his daughter a glance before he continued. “At first it wasn't clear but we started doing some findings and getting connections and answers to these visions. The dark witch was the goddess's daughter, born with extraordinary powers like her sisters but her greed for more power and domination turned her into…something evil. Well long story short, her reign of terror was cut short when she was defeated and locked away by her mother - damned for an eternity.”

Jazzie, my love, stated. I let out another sigh. I slowly put my face on Jazzie's shoulder and then looked at Chaos' grave. "He was not my father's child," I said lowly. I could feel her shock based on the rise of her shoulder. "His mother was my father's bestfriend. When his Mama got pregnant, she approached Daddy and asked to adopt the child. My father didn't want to do that but Mommy pushed him to make that decision especially that it would be a big mess if the truth came out. Chaos’ father was a Gamor. While Chaos' foster father was violent and unrighteous, that's why his mother was so afraid that her secret would be revealed. If my father would take the child, as a strong and well-known

POV: Unity Twenty-four hours until the Unmaker War begins. I stood before the assembled forces of twelve realities. Millions of soldiers, diplomats, civilians who'd volunteered to defend existence itself. All of them were looking at me. Unity. Daughter of chaos and order. Twenty-five years old. About to lead them into the greatest battle reality had ever faced. "I am the daughter of chaos and order," I said, my voice amplified across all twelve realities through the network. "I am proof they can coexist. Proof that opposites can merge without destroying each other. Proof that love is stronger than cosmic certainty."

Abyss couldn't speak back, she had no mouth. "I know it sounds shameless to ask… But I want you to go meet my son," sighed the entity. A son? What was this woman talking about? "You see… it was a boy in your world, named Chaos… I can see that you're connected to him now, your soul has been mutated by his miasma…" The boy? The boy from earth? The Chaos Child? "Don't worry… I will make sure to give you a little help… Even as chained as I am, I still need to act responsibly… I regret what has happened to him but… there was no choice…" sighed the woman, she seemed to be about to cry.

Ayla was blonde, a blonde so light it looked like silver in the sun. But they talked about a woman as well, but I don’t remember ever meeting Alex and Asher's mother. And to ask about her was out of the question. I made a mental note to talk with my parents when we got home. Could Ayla be related to Alpha Adam? Is she a daughter from the Blue Moon Pack? But why would a man like Adam send his daughter away? What could have been so wrong for him to have to? Or is all this just my imagination?

Here I am again, thanking you guys for reading the story and for being a part of this journey. Daughter of the Moon is a series because there are a lot of things that are unsaid. What happened to Ersa? What will happen to Ava and what is the deal with her vision and her precious daughter Nova? Can Ava really change the course of her Daughter's fate?