Novel & Cerita Daughter Of Night

She was seen by the Etholians but not by the other clans. She gulped when her heart started pounding. She turned to look at her mother. "Do you love father?" She asked. Queen Martina was surprised by her sudden question. But she knew her daughter was scared so she smiled at her and then squeezed her hands. "I love your father. Yes, he was a gift from the Moon Goddess, but I have never doubted my heart. You might think it was because of the mating pull, but I never thought of that. Because if I was born like you, I will still choose your father over any man in this world." Her mother answered.

To hear her say those words was surreal. Roman’s hand on my waist tightened. “What’s your angle, Vivian?” His tone was cold, cutting. “You’ve never surrendered anything in your life.” Vivian’s gaze flicked to him, then back to me. “Because this isn’t about you, Roman. It never really was. It’s about her.” Her eyes shimmered, though she blinked quickly, as if refusing to show weakness. “My daughter.” My stomach turned. The word still hit wrong every time she said it—daughter. The woman who had tried to ruin me, tried to destroy what I had with Roman, had the audacity to claim me as hers.

She looked at me. Mama taught me something. I swallowed. What? She smiled. That I can choose. The First King screamed. No! He raised his hand. The darkness rushed toward her. I moved. But Cassian grabbed my arm. Wait. She's doing it herself. My daughter closed her eyes. The darkness entered her body. For one terrifying second, everything became silent. Then she opened her eyes. They were gold. The First King stumbled backward. Impossible. My daughter looked at him.

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

"We have time. It'll take time to recover from what's been done to you, and winter will mean that travel is impossible until spring at the earliest." "Travel? Travel where?" "That will depend," he said, standing up with supple ease, "...on what you decide to become." Before I could ask myself what he was saying, exhaustion pulled me under again, leaving me with only a recollection of words that sent shivers down my spine. "The last daughter of Nightshade, brought onto my doorstep as a gift from the goddess herself." Sleep took me first before I could interpret his words, pulling me under into dreams of silver wolves and blood moons and a fate that I didn't kno

I put my six-year-old daughter in my mother-in-law’s hands as I was busy with an overseas project. Every month, I would send her 20,000 dollars in allowance, not including holiday cash gifts. My mother-in-law would always talk about how well my daughter ate and slept during every video call. In the video, a feast was always laid before my daughter. So when her teacher claimed that she had fainted out of hunger during class, my first thought was that she must have called the wrong number. I rushed back home and headed straight to the hospital. The doctor said that my daughter was suffering from long-term malnutrition and her weight was far below the average. She also had severe post-trau

I wailed. But Alastor barked his orders at Trenton once more. My father tried to hug me, but Alastor pushed him away. "She is no longer the daughter of an Alpha. She's a Luna now." With teary eyes, my father fell to his knees, shouting profanities at the Moon Goddess, screaming for her to answer him. He wanted to know why she had been so cruel to his daughter. Even I wanted to know why the Moon Goddess paired me with the Mate From Hell.

My sister spoke before I could ask how he knew we had grown up as rogues. “You know, Alpha Lucas, I would have thought you would recognize us. Your mate is the reason our mother is dead.” I snarled. “What accusation are you trying to make, exactly?” “Of course, the high and mighty Alpha would forget about us. Don’t you remember the she-wolf and her children that you took in? The unborn daughter you abandoned?” I pressed. “Adam?” Lucas gasped. “In the flesh, Alpha, and this is your daughter. Lizzy Devereaux, rightful Alpha of the Dark Moon pack.” I smirked, satisfied with the shock written across his face.

A more recent picture than the one of the thirteen fourteen year old we found in the house. Oliver urges me to continue as I stumble around the right words. He nearly shouts for me to spit it out. I cut right to the point. “Reedus isn’t her father.” Oliver’s request of ‘who’ goes unheard, lost to the static in my head. “Drystan.” The demon king. The pages say it all. Reedus believed that she was his until he heard of a girl on demon lips during partols. They called her the daughter of blood and nightmares, blessed with gifts from Drystan himself.

I froze for a moment and shot around, “Daughter…?” She nodded, “I want to bless you both. I have someone extraordinary planned for her. Your daughter,” “Nuray.” I cut her off, “Her name is Nuray.” She smiled, “Nuray will be a great she-wolf, a powerful wolf.” I thought for a moment, my husband is a Beta; does this mean that she’ll be with an Alpha? My brain rushed with hundreds of questions. “Are you ready to meet your daughter?” I nodded but then thought for a second,