Daughter Of God Book Novels & Stories

Since then, he and his ancestors have fallen upon him to hunt them down and try to eliminate them and prevent them from going outside the Bermuda Triangle in vain, until she appears, the flame of hope that they have been waiting for centuries gone by, they hear about in the legends that his mother used to tell him, the tale of the daughter of the sun, a woman born from The light of its rays, its blood carries miracles, capable of burning entire cities, including them, leaving them to ashes, no one can confront them, and there is no weapon on the face of the earth capable of stopping them. And here he stands in her presence, separated only by a fragile glass, bearing witness to her suffering,

Those were the words she had always used on me. Suri had been in a terrible mood lately because she was unable to attend school and was deeply humiliated. Worst of all, without school, where was she supposed to bully others or extort money? She stomped her foot and screamed, "Why won’t you give it to me?! If you can’t afford me, why did you even give birth to me?! You old hag, why don’t you just die? All the money in this house belongs to me!" Hearing her beloved daughter tell her to die, Mom nearly fainted from shock. She thought about all the humiliation she had endured begging for Suri’s schooling and all the money she had spent, only for this ungrateful child to curse her over allowance.

Eric's hand never left mine, pale from the force of his grip, anchoring me against the waves of agony. I screamed, cried, pleading in broken Italian and English for it to end. Then, as if time itself paused, all noise fell away. A clear, vibrant cry cut through the tension like a dawn trumpet. Our daughter. A new chapter we had created together. They laid her tiny, still-bloody body on my chest — red, wrinkled, trembling from leaving the warmth of the womb, wisps of hair soaked with my tears and sweat. I reached out. Her tiny fingers curled instinctively around mine — the first stubborn grip of life itself.

In her hand was the perfume I had wanted so badly last month but could not bring myself to buy. "You're back?" Keith instinctively pulled his arm away from Caroline. "Today isn't one of the days you're supposed to come home." I had not even said anything yet. Caroline looked at me timidly, her eyes wide. "Silvia, don't misunderstand. I just came to visit my godmother." I glanced at her calmly. "Why are you so nervous? I didn't even do anything. You're making it look like I'm the bad guy." Caroline looked even more frightened. It was the kind of fragile, pitiful expression that made people want to protect her.

They all stopped and looked at him sheepishly. “See for yourself” he said angrily. Dad closed his eyes, I think he is flashing them pictures of the library. I flashed Cole and Smith, the image of the table floating and the books flying around the room. Spartan looked across at me wide eyed, and Mazz stumbled on his feet, clutching the table for support. “This can’t be” Julian whispered. “Artemis has confirmed it. Gunner, myself, and your Luna have witnessed. She is the chosen daughter of the Goddess and her powers are already very strong” Dad spoke firmly, standing above the pack members.

He got excited at the last thought that popped into his mind. I laughed again, “No, not exactly. I am blessed…but it’s because my mother…is, well, Selene! Apparently the god, Pan, tricked her into thinking he was Zeus when he possessed my father’s body. Selene took my mother’s body and here I am!” “So…you’re the daughter of not ONE god, but TWO gods?!” Dante asked to clarify. “That’s correct, well, from what I understand anyway. But there’s more…A LOT more.” I nervously bit my lip before beginning to tell him about Callen.

But despite her fury, deep down, she knows she must restrain herself under the gaze of those who do not understand why she opposes the union of her fifth daughter with the son of a God as powerful as Anuxis. "That cannot be," she repeats, more to herself than to the others. "My fifth daughter would be the companion of the most powerful Archon of all time. It cannot be that my daughter is the soul of a god who doesn't even know how to be a god." Upon hearing her say that, the God Anuxis begins to change colour, positioning himself in front of his son, glaring threateningly at the Moon Goddess. But before they can confront each other, the fifth daughter of the Moon, still within Jan, who cling

“Badmos, y…you have a daughter who is a hybrid?” My dad was speechless for a few seconds. “It's a long story, but yes, I have a daughter, who the goddess gifted me with. “Oh my goodness!” She immediately stood up from her chair and walked over to where I sat with Xavier. “Can I hold your hands, please?” She requested with a teary eye. I blinked, slightly confused. I quickly raised my gaze up to my dad, and he nodded his head with a smile on his face. With that, I stretched my hands towards her. She held my hands tightly as tears ran down from her closed eyes, and down her cheeks.

I asked. “By using those powers against her. Don’t let her know what you can do. Ethan, Ryker, your followers. Your people, they can’t hurt her like you can. No earthling can hurt her.” Seline said. “Earthling? I’m an earthling.” I said. “No. You’re not. You’re the granddaughter of a God, who is slowly developing her powers.” Seline said. “Are you telling me that I am turning into a God?” I asked.

At my bonding ceremony with Liam Jones, the pack witch appeared and dropped a bombshell—my long-lost sister, Victoria, was still alive. She could bring Victoria back, but there was a catch. She turned to my parents and asked: “Are you willing to trade Margret Davis for Victoria Davis? The two will swap bodies.” My parents' faces lit up with excitement. They didn't hesitate for a second. Yes. They said the only reason they had me was because Victoria had vanished, and their mind-link with her had gone silent. I'd spent twenty years living a life that was never mine, while my sister suffered for over a decade. This was what I owed her. Then the witch turned to Liam. Victoria had gone missing b