Daughter Of Grim Reaper Monster High นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He fumes out "if you think i looked for you last time you have no idea what I would do if I found out you took my daughter AGAIN!" "You don't rule my life and if you want me to stay you will not ever threaten me again, now get out." I say pointing to the door. "Excuse me?" "Your sleeping on the couch I will tell you when you can come back." His whole Damonte changes and he turns into a pouting child but leaves with a pillow and a blanket. Once he's gone I change and climb into bed. Once I am settled I cry till my eyes are dry. I cry because my daughter saw the real monster her father is. I cry because I saw the monster I haven't seen in so long. I cry because no matter what he dose I know I

For a moment, her eyes flickered, as if she had just realized something. She suddenly grabbed my shoulders and exclaimed, "I knew it! You've been reborn, too!" Then, she looked at me arrogantly. "Do you even know why you were able to come back to life? It's because you're my daughter! As the daughter of the heroine, even if you die a few times, you'll still keep coming back! Fate keeps giving us these second chances so we can finally find the perfect way to make your dad regret leaving me!" I could tell she had completely lost her mind. I shook her hands off me and grabbed my dad's and Erin's hands instead.

I sent her to one of my warehouses to prepare her for auction, just like the others, but something unexpected happened. Everyone was killed. Not just killed, but mauled by a fu.cking wild animal. I had never seen anything as gruesome as the scene in that warehouse, but no one was claiming the attack as theirs. Still to this day, I don’t know who fu.cked my operation over. Because of that day, fu.ck, because of that bratty daughter, I lost millions. All of those young teens and women were taken and sent back to their families. I lost a significant amount of money that I had paid into them. If that omega bi.tch hadn’t taken her own life in prison, I would have.

she asked, a smile plastered on her lips, though it looks too fake if seen by someone she knows, because even if she tried her hardest best to give a truthful happy smile, her still eyes didn’t move, still the same melancholic as before. Her dark green eyes stared at her daughter in hidden sorrow, as the wolf inside her whimpered, an agonized howl escaping right after, affecting her once steady mood. Her eyelids twitched, clenching the fork on her hand, looking straight at her daughter watery eyes. Ana, her daughter, with a birthday hat topped with a number five, worn on her head, silently looked at her with eyes that was once bright in the morning, gone completely lifeless at this time.

She sat down opposite me and grinned as she studied my slightly haggard face that was lined with the evidence of the passing of time. "I guess the jig is up. You're right. I'm not your daughter. Your real daughter died ages ago," she said with a cruel smile. Every word that she said was like a blade that stabbed into my heart. Rose's smile grew when she noticed my steely expression. "What's wrong? Can't accept the truth after reading my paper? To be honest, it's not a big deal. So many years have passed since then. Your daughter probably wouldn't have lived for too long even if Dad didn't sell her off.

“You’re okay!” “Dad! DAD!” the girl shouted, scrambling up to a sitting position. Dax reached out and grabbed ahold of her shoulder, forcing her to stay where she was. “Take some deep breaths. I need you to calm down so I can help you.” “That… that thing… it got my dad!” She shouted, still fighting to get to her feet. “Okay, okay,” Dax said, shining his flashlight around again, both in the direction from which he thought the girl came and toward the place where the monster had disappeared. “Who was that?” he asked.

Yet the female soldier still did this, just to assure the parents that their daughter was still inside the base, albeit being in the laboratory. She knew she’s doing nothing but adding salt to the wound, but this was the only way she could think of. Mayor Hilton’s forehead creased. Glancing at the now dead young girl and the screaming parents, then remembering the incompetent morons at the laboratory, he huffed and nodded. “Bring her then.” They prohibited the parents of the young girl to be near her, for she already transformed into a monster. They could only watch in both terror and sadness as their lovely girl turn into monster they don’t know.

There are various nightmarish monsters plaguing the people, taking the shapes of their worst fears to torment them to death. Violet topples my control, snatching the reigns and igniting her unforgiving hunting spree. Her moves are refined, her speed dulling the senses of her enemies, her maws and claws like killing machines honed for sure kill at each deadly strike. Possessing a frightening burst of energy and pure rage, she crushes all in her path, seeking our daughter of whom I can no longer hear her voice. 'Get the Banshee first!' I order frighteningly, and Violet dismembers a ferocious ghoul about to gobble a group of four children before kicking into action to find that fucking degenera

I look at them both when Xena steps forward and lowers her head to me. “What about Mia?” My beast is pacing and growling, not liking this uncertainty. “She is the last daughter of the Dark Moon. Her father and grandmother are both dead.”

the woman begin but Damon cut her off. "Why did you want to see us?" he asked in a dangerous tone. "We don't have much time," the woman begins as tears roll down her face. "What do you mean?" I asked her. "I found out that our daughter is here at your pack," she said and my eyes grew wide. "How does she look?" Damon asked. "She has golden white hair and blue eyes. She is four years old," the mother said smiling. "Mia?" I asked. "Yes, she is a hybrid. There are people after her that know about her being a hybrid and that she has a golden wolf," a gasp left my mouth.