Daughter Of Evil Novels & Stories

"He agreed but on one condition, the first victim had to be someone close to her. Someone she loved dearly. This was to prove her devotion to the Daemons and their lords. So, her first victim became her daughter. She cried for a while afterward, but her soul died at that moment as well. Thus, she became what we know as a Malefica an evil Sorceress. Once she becomes this evil thing she is completely consumed by her thirst for power, for the souls to pay her master and I can't stop her." Avamarie sobbed. Deep heart-wrenching sobs that tore at me until I couldn't help wrapping my arms around her for comfort. I laid her head on my shoulders and rocked her back and forth murmuring to her much as

She reeled into a loud laughter, nearly fell off the couch then adjusted herself after she’s come back to her controlled self. “He wasn’t going to sacrifice me, he was going to sacrifice you and the third omega. Only the two of you are dying, not me. I’m immortal, I can’t die, all he needs is my blood on the sacred altar, and after all is done, he wouldn’t be the only one that’ll be gifted the raw power of the great darkness, it’ll be the both of us.” Her whole demeanor switched following her last statement, pure evil like I’ve never seen took shelter right under her expression at me. She’s his father’s daughter that’s for sure, and we might have saved the wrong victim.

The woman bent at my level and grabbed my jaw with a strength that was enough to break it, "You dirty Bitch, you should be honored to be the Supreme Alpha's first Luna!" Trembling, I shake my head as tears stream down my face, and push her way, "My father is Richard Reagan. Let me go, please! He will do anything you ask of him; I'm his only daughter—" The woman let out an unnatural growl, terrorizing me further. "Hera! Diana! Come and get this slut! Time is slipping the eclipse is about to begin." "No! No... wait! My father won't stand for this! Stop...!"

let me start from the beginning, keep an open mind my baby it will all make sense in just a short time. I told you about your father and how much we loved each other but his family was angry he and I married, they made him choose between me or their family and he left not knowing I was pregnant. That was mostly true, what I didn't tell you is I am the daughter of a king and he is the son of another. take a deep breath baby, I'm so sorry. I am the daughter Of king Elio Rossi. The king of all North American wolf shifters. Your fathers dad is King Arlo Tobe of the North American Vampires.

Hawke must be out to deceive me into letting my guard down. “My father is –“ She paused to choose her words. “It took me a long time to accept but my father is pure evil.” I stared at the spawn of evil as she shivered. “He hit me recently and I could not believe it.” She turned her cheek to show me her already healed cheek. “He wants the throne and I have only just realized how far he would go to get what he wants.” Did this girl not orchestrate the murder of the previous Alpha Prince? Watching her pretend to be an innocent person irked me.

he said to her, and she shook her head. “you heard me, she is nothing but a monster, this isn’t my daughter. She is the spirit of true evil, the reincarnation of the devil” she said, and I felt my heart break even more. “I am not asking you to come with us, just let us go please. I will take Charlotte and you will be left with David, I am begging you Grace let her go. If not for her then do it for me, I am begging you Grace” he said, and I saw my father bow down to her.

He beams evilly, his fingers wrapped around my neck, "You can't run away from Papa. You know that better than anyone, don't you?" "P-please s-stop!" I choke on a sob as his hold only got fiercer, "you are h-hurting me." "Shut up!" He growls, slamming my head against the wall. "P-please, Papa." I whimper in agony, while his talons dig deeper into the skin of my neck. "I begged you that day, didn't I?" He releases a dark chuckle, and I gasp in fright when a single drop of sun's rays falls on his eyes. The eyes are like a black hole of never-ending doom; so sinister I fear them more than the owner.

Fat rolls of tears dropped down her cheeks as she stared at her father. "You will always be an evil daughter and no man would ever love you. You have never done something good in your life, all you do is evil and that's why you took Callan away from your sister who truly deserves him." She opened her mouth to talk, but no word came out. "Whatever I will do for you today is for your late mother and not you!" Arnold rolled his eyes at his daughter. "You don't deserve happiness and I hope it never comes to you, you witch!"

The bastard that murdered my father! "This is the daughter of the famed tyrant. The seed of the one that caused us nothing but chaos. Lydia Nightshade, daughter of Duncan Nightshade." The auctioneer confirmed. All of a sudden, the room seemed to shrink. It felt as if it was just me and this girl in the room. One of the stage lights traveled from her direction and stooped right above me. Her frightened eyes wandered over to my direction. I felt my mouth clench. I didn't need to know more. I hated this bitch.

A voluntary sigh escaped my lips as my fingers unconsciously played with the strands of my hair. I know where our conversation is going, especially that dad is here. I can now clearly visualize the scenes from this minute onwards. Yet at the end of discussion, the most appropriate conclusion came from me. "I'm your daughter. My flesh and perceptions, my attitude and identity . . . are simply inherited by no other than you two. Now rejoice." Third, SISTER. I pulled Aldrin's neckline as my fingers travelled to his abdomen. Our kiss deepened and our tongue played a perfect rhythm. A soft moan escaped from my lips as a strange heat started to overpower us both.