Daughter Of Night Novels & Stories

he said later, when Vivienne stepped into the hall, "I know you're upset. But she didn't do it on purpose. Don't turn this into another war." Another war. As if asking him to choose his daughter first was me picking a fight. I looked at Mia's small hand inside mine and finally stopped wanting him to understand. Later that night, Mia woke hoarse and exhausted. Her first glance went to the door. "Did Daddy come?" "He came by," I said. She was quiet for a long time. Then she turned her face toward me and whispered, "Mommy, can we go somewhere we don't have to wait for Daddy anymore?"

Elliot remained utterly still, only the slight tightening of his fingers on his book betraying his shock. "You're going to be the Queen," Buck finally managed, his voice uncharacteristically small. “No Queen Consort, the next true Queen of Moon’s Fall will be his Heir and daughter.” His mother replied firmly. "Daughter?" Buck's voice rose in pitch. "The King has a daughter?" Phoebe's expression shifted to one of mild surprise. "Yes, of course. Princess Elizabeth. She's in your year at the Academy. I believe she is 12 years old. It’s to hide who she really is."

Shadows that looked suspiciously like coffins. "Where are you going?" He called after me. Without giving him a response, I went to my daughter's room who is fast asleep. We just got back from the hospital since the money for the surgery is yet to be settled. I turned the handle of her room slowly, easing the door open with a gentleness that belied the panic thrumming through my veins. The room was dark except for the soft breath of her sleep. Lily lay so still against the crisp white sheets, her small chest rising and falling with each shallow breath.

"You're soaking. Why didn't you call ahead?" Her eyes dropped to the folder against my ribs. Her pupils spiked. "Mother," my voice shook. Rain dripped onto the Persian carpet. "I have the labs. I want..." Father set down his silver cigar cutter. Slow. Deliberate. Mother's nails dug into my arm, dragging me toward the shadows. "Not tonight," she hissed. "Read the room, Gemma. This is Bianca's night. Don't you dare ruin it." I froze. "Enough." Father's voice cut from the head table.

my father asked me again. "Of course, Dad. I even think about it every day. I want to do the best for you and this pack!" I said. My parents looked at each other, and there was a heavy sigh from my father. "Listen, Dasha. The mating agreement was between the Alpha of the Nightfall Pack and daughter of the Alpha from the Blue Moon Pack. I was actually afraid to say this, but now Rachel turned out to be our biological daughter, and that means..." my father explained, pausing for a moment when he saw the sad look on my face.

The next morning, the Alpha's men came and knocked at the door, and when I delayed, they kicked the door open, entering without permission. “Your daughter is immediately summoned by the Alpha,” the men said, looking at my confused and scared father who came out. “My daughter has nothing to do with the Alpha,” my poor dad said, his heart almost reaching his knees. “That's not for you to know. Your daughter is the chosen Luna of the Alpha, and we'll come and pick her up tomorrow,” they said, and I dropped everything I had held in my hands. “No!” I screamed as the guards looked at me with no emotions.

I shook my head. Dad smirked, "You will be the first female Alpha, Bella. And not only that, but you'll also be Queen. This is a huge leap forward for some of these old fashioned Lycans. If only they knew my daughter could rule better than their disrespectful sons." Dad shook his head as if he were speaking from personal experience. While I felt proud at his words, something struck me as odd. The way he said "disrespectful son's" made me think he had dealt with a few. I wondered if that had anything to do with me.

I closed my eyes and when I opened them I saw the wind, water, earth, fire, dark and light balls surrounding me. "You did it princess!" Dad said. I'm so happy. Finally! Underworld I will get you again. I will bring everything back to what it is before. I am Aliyah Savannah Bloodstone, daughter of Drake Javier and Athena Evangeline Bloodstone. Lycans wait for your downfall.

Although it was early in the night, a large portion of wolves had found their mates, and were dancing softly together, or had exited the ball early to be alone together. “Alpha Evander, Luna Ida,” my father greeted, and all three of us bowed. “Betas Marley and Imara,” Evander grinned. It sounded strange to hear my parent’s names; I always thought of them as mum and dad. “And who’s this?” Luna Ida asked, peering inquisitively at me. “This is our daughter, the Young Beta Arienne,” my dad said. I bowed again. “It’s an honour to meet you,” I said, nodding to each of them in turn.

The fact that he could side with these psychopaths would be too hard to endure. He rolled his eyes. "No, he didn't. A lousy computer technician. He worked for Nations on a brief contract I had to terminate." "You killed him, you killed my father." At this point, that numbness washed over me again. But it was beginning to make sense, not once did I know what my father did for a living, neither did my mother, and the most sensible thing to do to cover his tracks would be to give his daughter something so harmless, that no one would suspect it. But this necklace was the difference between living or dying. Yet, I wondered if he knew the fate that would befall him, that day. And if he was ready f