Novel & Cerita Daughter Of Night

These are the thoughts rolling through my head as I stumble towards the door at 3 in the morning. I walk into the hallway and quietly close the door behind me. I am slowly waking up as I move more. I see my daughter has left her desk light on again. This has been happening more of late. She is way past needing a night light and I am chalking it up to just being lazy. The door isn’t closed - just pushed to and leaving a small crack I see the light through. I look through the crack to make sure she isn’t up doing something. Holy Shit! Well she is up - at least awake and definitely doing something. I see her laying in bed, the long shirt she wears to bed pulled up over her breasts, legs spread

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

It is about to crystallize and make it clear to all of them, “She is nicknamed the Daughter of the Sun.” Shocked murmurs came at the name of their King, Daughter of the Sun! One of the legends of the ancients, they hear tales about which it is not known whether they are true or not. The daughter of the sun, which is a miniature sun that walks over the earth, has supernatural abilities to erase the impact of every area it enters, burn it to nothingness, concealing its trace, destroying any kind of witnesses that can tell about it. They say she lives alone without a partner in the lonely mountains until she dies,

My face furrows into a frown, whatever this is isn’t good. “What the fuck are you talking about Night?” “You have my fucking daughter you son of a bitch!”

"You seized being my daughter the day you helped this mortal and his lover escape." "Now I won't just kill both of them, I'll kill all of you." "Look after them and you have been promoted to my chief guard" he whispered at Beelzebub. "They die immediately it's dark." "Why not now king?" Beelzebub asked. "My daughter is most powerful at night but can also only be killed at night cause a stare from me at her will make her weak and vulnerable.' "Because of her, I'll kill all of them at night."

"I will ignore the disrespect in that comment this time, as you are my friend, but there was nothing ordinary or low about her and she definitely wasn't a whore. She is the eldest daughter of the Vampire King and his Werewolf Queen." "So she is a hybrid. I thought she was just a vampire. That's what your father told me and that explains why it took so long for the silver to kick in, to have any effect on her. It wasn't just fighting to weaken her vampire, but to weaken her wolf as well. Well, damn me... Oops!!!" he smirks, "You know it's a pity you and your sister called in the King. I was looking forward to my turn with her. I have never had the pleasure of forcing a vampire or even a part

Damon Frost needs to control himself. “Loyal subjects and gracious dignitaries, we welcome you to this momentous day as we crown my daughter, Princess Isabella Nightlock, as Queen to the werewolves.” My father begins, his voice carrying over all in attendance today. Some begin to cheer, excited to watch and be a part of a new moment in history, and I try my best not to grin. My father holds his hand above his head, signalling the crowd to quiet down as the ceremony must continue without anymore interruptions.

“Tonight is the night we’re all waiting for. We will be witnessing Cassiopeia, the daughter of Alpha Magnus, shift to her wolf tonight, at the peak of the moon.” Some of them looked excited, but most of them were doubtful. I should shift tonight, that’s my greatest concern. I don’t want to disappoint my father as well. He’s been too good to me, and seeing him dismayed will make me guilty for not being capable of strength to shift.

Lira's POV “The night that the weight of being the daughter of the moon was supposed to shift from me to you…” Neveah continued. “That was the same night your father practiced dark magic for the first time.” I looked at her, trying to take it all in. “That night,” she continued, “is one every Moonblessed who was present remembers. It was dreadful. The dark magic took many lives that night. That’s when your father spiraled further into his need for it. And Divine… she was always there, feeding his wants and his needs.”

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...!"