Daughter Of Darkness Book Novels & Stories

I broke it carefully. The letter was written by an elegant hand. The ink shined faintly, as if gauging refusing to age. “To the House of Icewood, by blood and covenant bound, The pact stands. The daughter shall live, hidden among wolves, until the blood calls her home. Fail this, and Icewood shall fall beneath its own frost.” I read it twice, each word sinking into me like a blade turned slow. The daughter — Hidden among wolves. For a moment i could almost hear my father’s voice again; low, hungry, filled with the same greed that had driven him to betray his own mate. Was this why he’d tried to kill my mother? Because she had found out?

The Goddess’s power burned in her, and her father stood before her, a monster reborn. The Daughter lurked in the shadows, and the crimson light pulsed, ready to unleash a war that could break them both.

She stood before me with her small hands outstretched. “Mother,” she said, though her lips didn’t move. “They will come for us. You cannot hide forever.” Her words were clear as glass, but behind them, I heard screams. Wolves at war. Flames devouring forests. And behind it all, a shadow tall, faceless, merciless. The shadow lifted its hand, and my daughter disappeared in a flare of light. I woke with a scream that shook the cabin. Caleb was there instantly, his hand gripping mine. Sweat slicked my skin; my body shuddered with the aftershocks of pain.

I brushed the lock of his hair away from his eyes and tried to make him understand, “You are so driven by hatred and enmity that the darkness is consuming you whole. And I can’t be with you and see you being engulfed by it.” As I retreated my hand, he grabbed it and held onto it tightly, “Trust me, you are the only ray of light in my life after decades of darkness.” I sucked in a sharp breath, “Damon, I am going to be the Queen of the South…” He opened his mouth to say something but before he could, I continued, “For decades, I’ve seen my Father ruling the South and there wasn’t a day when I was proud of him. I’ve witnessed his crooked ways and wicked strategies. I have seen the darkness he

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,

“ What on earth is this?’ I yelled as I held my chest feeling a sharp pain across it. I couldn't do anything as the pain increased, I lost balance as I blanked out. ********* DAMON. Life isn't always full of a bed of roses I couldn't let my emotion rule over me, what she did to me left a scar that can never heal She can't recall the memories though. I can't believe that the girl I cherish so much destroyed my whole family. We both love each other so very much, but both families weren't on good terms with each other. My father hates her dad, the same applies to hers but the love I have for her makes it unforgettable. *****

he asked. “She is in the dungeons of Uzgolith,” Nyka blurted and then bit her tongue. She just confessed to a sinister crime. A woman wearing black leather pants and a golden tunic came and stood right next to Xikoth. Her face was dazzling under the stars and there was anger in her eyes. Magic crackled around her hands in the form of blue light. “Amelia!” Nyka said, shuddering. “Tell me everything!” she demanded and threw a beam of light to Nyka. The blue light circulated around her head.

Dark of Night Copyright 2019 Emily Goodwin Chapter One “What do you see when you look at this one?” The doctor holds up a card, showcasing an ink splotch that’s twisted and creepy, with eyes that follow you no matter where you go. I look at it, heart hammering away inside my chest. The mess of ink on the white paper reminds me of the monster that lurks in Nana and Papa’s basement, the one that tried to get Abby and Scott to go downstairs with it.

With an angry sigh, she turned away from her. “Noah, you know what to do. Throw this witch out of my office.” “Don’t you dare touch me!” Vivian burst out, her smile now waning to be replaced by the true mask of evil underneath. “Your office? Who do you think you are?” “Margaret Daciana Dark Storm, daughter of Ezra Dark Storm the Alpha of the Dark Storm pack.” “Daughter of an alpha,” Vivian laughed hysterically. “A dead Alpha?”

With Magnus Reed and other men of the community, the prudent Marner took a blood oath. Augusta Reid went down in history not as a heroic person, but as a daughter of Darkness who lost control of her power and went mad. In fact, this will be the last mention of the children of Darkness in the history of Littai. From now on, they will be called dark magicians and nothing else. Over the years, rumors about dark-haired and dark-eyed women will become so untruthful that they will turn them into almost monsters. After all, history, as you know, is written by the winner.