Daughter Of Evil Novels & Stories

" I asked, confused at her actions. This was never what I expected from her. She is the daughter of Kyle and Stan, two heartless demons. She should be more like them and hate me so much too. "You are already calling him Alpha?" She sighed and sniffed. "I have no choice..." I breathed as I understood what she meant. "I regret being the daughter of those devils. They were once my lovely parents, but now they have both turned into devils. My father killed the man who made him who he was. Your father treated him like a brother and made him the Beta when he was nothing. My mother gave her heart to the demons, and now she is being manipulated. Can I still call those two my parents?" She shrieked i

I couldn't do this anymore. I was just nineteen and I was worrying so much like I was older. I was just nineteen and I had a daughter, a daughter who at first I didn't know about. Who had wheeled her way into my heart and dispersed the loneliness and darkness brewing there. A daughter who had looked up to me like she was the best person in the world. An innocent little girl that was mine but was now taken by my worst enemy. Someone who wanted to use me for his selfish reasons, who wanted to punish me in every way imaginable, someone with no heart and a cold blooded killer.

Her name is Eva and she was orphaned at a young age and she is also the daughter of the late Alpha Zeigler" I added. "Alpha who?!" Father exclaimed. "Alpha Zeigler" I repeated. "She is the daughter of my mortal enemy, she is definitely not staying here!!!" He yelled in anger.

asked Emilia after a few minutes. “I don’t know. I was blacked out." “How? Were you drugged? Eva nodded while lowering her head. Emilia’s heart is crushing for more. She never thought that Eva had had such a bad incident recently. “Who did that?” Emilia asked for more. “My Dad.” Emilia was stunned and disbelieved in what she heard. It was unimaginable that a father could do such a disgusting thing to his daughter. “Wha─” “He sells me to the devil,” Eva replied spontaneously.

“She deserves a good father, man. My Rory deserves a good father. But that ain’t me, man. That ain’t me.” “You’re a good father, man! You are!” Half-evil chuckled. “Thanks, man. But this is my one last redemption. I know I ain’t going to heaven, man, but I wanna leave at peace.” “You can’t, man.” Evil’s tone was almost pleading. “Think of your daughter, man. Think of Rory.” “I am,” said Half-evil. “This is why I’m quit---” BANG!

"I'm not angry at you. I'm angry at what I don't know. What I'll never know." "Let me help you." "How?" She placed her hands on my temples. "Relax. And close your eyes." I did as she said. Suddenly, my mind was filled with images of Clarence. First, I saw him with Sarah. He showed her how to throw energy at trees, burning them to the ground. They were laughing together. Then it shifted to him and Sylvara, talking. "Why would you train your daughter to destroy your other daughter?" "My other daughter is evil. She gets it from her mother. Her mother is a trollop. She bewitched me to cheat on my lovely, ailing wife."

It wanted justice, no matter the cost. But another part of me, the part that knew what it felt like to be a daughter used as a pawn in this dark world, recoiled in horror. This woman, Bianchi’s daughter, was innocent. She had no part in her father’s evil. To destroy her life to get to his would make us no better than him. It would be a victory that would poison our own souls.

I could see everyone fled the area from sheer panic while others just stared in total shock. "Dad!" I cried again. My father punched one of the remaining robbers and pushed through the wind towards me, but this time, he was blown ten feet into the air and fell back onto a tent's roof. I heard myself screaming from a flaring pain. It was as if my body was swimming in a river of flame. Tears burst from my eyes. Within seconds, I actually watched my fingers disintegrated into golden energy dust. It drifted like wind-blown sand towards the sky. Other parts of me followed like burning ash. Then my mind was engulfed in darkness.

"How dare you come back here?" Her voice was flat without any trace of emotion. "And you brought this... dirty child with you?" "Mom!" Rick stepped forward and shielded us behind him, his voice turning cold. "The girl's name is Tina Rivers, my daughter. And this is Mandy Rivers, my wife." "Wife?" Rachel scoffed, then slammed the table and pointed at my face. "I'll never acknowledge her! A woman who only causes trouble and raises a lying daughter is unworthy of being my daughter-in-law!"