Daughter Of Fire Book นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Oh, I could almost hear it now, how sweet her scream would sound, like music to my ears as she went up in flames. Just the thought of it was enough. Fire sparked to life at my fingertips, flickering and hungry. I raised my hand to my face, watching the flames dance across my skin. They licked at me, hot and alive, a blazing promise of what they could do. The craving to hurl it at Nepthar, to watch her beauty burn and her pride crumble, surged through me like a tidal wave. But I held it back. Barely. The fire roared in my veins, but I kept it caged—for now. I wasn’t going to hurt her, not this time. She was Quinn and Knight’s daughter, and that earned her mercy. But she’d do well to stay out

She flung his body to the floor and whispered something we could not hear before she tore his head from his body and held it up like a trophy for all to see. “I, Alpha Lamia Langley, The royal Delta’s Daughter, hereby claim this territory as MINE! As far as the eye can see, this land now belongs to me! Who dares to challenge me for the right to claim this land?” *Father* I linked with the king, as I watched him walk towards her. *Son, I will support her, I would be stupid to challenge her claim* I replied. *She has full rights to claim this land. She killed the rogue king, what was his, now belongs to her.* He said before voicing her support.

“But if... let's pretend that you've already arrived at your destination. Especially with your family; Langham. If it is proven and true that your father made a big mistake that the price to be paid is your life in later years, what will you do?” The girl looked at Justin intently. She looked a little disturbed but he had a point. She should have predicted that what was happening in her life was an unavoidable reality. But... “I'll figure it out until I get all the questions in my head answered, Justin. It's so noisy and I don't think I can wait anymore. How long do I want to ask so many similar questions with the same answers? My father is a corrupt man? Oh my God!”

she asked, pronouncing gorgeous wrong. Riley’s uncle looked at me and smiled, absolutely charming. “Absolutely stunning,” he said. It wasn’t easy to make me blush but he somewhat achieved it. The kind of man I typically ended up in bed or say, in a street race with after a long night was nothing like the man my daughter chose to bring to me. He was cleaned up and looked responsible instead of rugged and grungy. My eyes followed my daughter as she ran back to his car and opened the door to his backseat. “Liyah?” I called for her, confused.

I swayed, dizzy from blood loss and coldness — then, a strong push hit me from behind. Tad pushed me? Why? For Celia? To punish my "disobedience"? I stumbled, lost balance completely, and fell toward the burning bonfire — the flames licked my exposed arm and shirt, pain stabbing into my nerves like red-hot needles. I screamed. Another scream overlapped mine — Celia's. She ran forward, panic on her face, shouting through the noise, "Oh my god! Nancy's burned! Call a doctor — she's hurt—" But Tad stopped her, shielding her behind him, shaking his head. His voice was calm and cruel.

I could tell he was half way to death and that somehow made me sad. “You better don't die, you bastard. You owe me your freaking life.” I was almost yelling as anger poured out of me. “I'm sorry, Damien…” He begged. “You should have kept this damn energy years ago. Now that I want to kill you, you are planning on dying on me.” I shook him and he coughed out some blood. “Protect my daughter, Isabella.. Please…” He pleaded and my face crumbled into a frown. I know Moretti has a daughter but I have never met her.

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?

There was a particular spot on our property where I loved to bask in the warm rays of sunlight. However, my father was adamant about keeping me within the confines of our property. When I was just seven years old, I found myself dangerously lost in the wilderness, coming perilously close to death. It was then that Killian, my father's loyal security guard, came to my rescue. That was the moment I first fell in love with him. Given my father's numerous adversaries, particularly rival packs, he is determined to keep me safe from harm. I understand his concerns, but as a strong-willed member of the family, I refuse to be confined simply because I am a girl. I am a smart and stubborn individual,

I was late morning when Tristan entered the room pulling my head of the book, I looked at him in slight amazement. “We have the conference call in twenty minutes.” He greeted stepping into the room as I looked up. “What?” He asked and I held up the book. “Tristan, this book.” I stated not really knowing how to explain it. “It’s a novel, just a story that I found in the library, but it’s based on a family of werewolves, the two daughters, twins, were born with a special gift, they could produce fire and ice.” I uttered and watched as his brows rose. “They later became joint alphas of the their pack. Do you think this could be the story of the alpha twins that we were looking for?”