Daughter Of No Worlds Book 2 Mga Nobela at Kwento

Her voice, soft but weighted with something far greater than she was: “You are far more than the hunter’s daughter, Evelyn. You are the beginning of peace. The bridge between worlds.” At the time, I’d dismissed it. I hadn’t wanted the burden of her words. Peace? Me? I had been nothing but my father’s shadow, a pawn in his wars. But here, bound and broken, branded a traitor by my own blood, her words came back like they had been waiting for me all along. A bridge between worlds. But how could I be, when the hunters sharpened blades for my mate, and the wolves I loved would walk into death for me? When my own father had called for my end?

“She mentioned something else. That the world is breaking. She said we have to fix it. What does that mean?” Rowena’s face darkened, her gaze dropping to the floor. “I don’t know for certain. But if your daughter is who we believe she is, then she’s not wrong. The balance of the world has been shifting, tipping further and further into chaos. Her arrival… it might be the key to restoring that balance. Or… tipping it further.” A chill ran down my spine, but I forced myself to stay calm. “Then I guess we better make sure it’s the first one,” I said firmly, my hands tightening protectively over my stomach.

Before Goddess could view Earth or its many parallel worlds, she feels a pang of pain in her chest. Not again. Looking to another universe, Goddess sees Earth get consumed by darkness. Tsk… I need to act faster.

"Mrs. Crowe, are you sure you want me to cancel your flight ticket for moving abroad with Mr. Crowe in a week?" Milena Brooks' voice came through the phone, sounding confused. She was Asher Crowe's assistant. Gwyneth Payne stood on the balcony. She glanced at the withered trees below and made her decision. "Yes. Book me a flight to my parents' place for the same day and get Liana a flight overseas for that day, too. I'll see them off to settle down overseas in a week, then head back to my parents' place."

I begged, tears streaming down my face, "Mom, please listen to me! It's not like that; why won't you just hear me out—" Before I could finish, a series of slaps left me dazed, stars dancing in my vision. As she paused to catch her breath, her voice cut through the air, cold and sharp. "How did I end up with such a shameless daughter? You're the third wheel, and you're accusing her of being the other woman! Get out of my face! I don't have a daughter as pathetic as you!"

She bore the weight of her destiny as future queen with an unsettling calm, her decisions often surprising in their wisdom. Regina, Noah’s daughter through and through, possessed a shadowed beauty, her movements fluid as a whisper, her eyes holding secrets older than the Fae kingdoms themselves. She spoke little, but when she did, her words carried the weight of ancient prophecies, often delivered with a dry wit that caught us off guard. Her connection to the darker magics was undeniable, a raw, untamed power that made even Edward pause.

When my mom answered my call, her voice trembled with emotion. “Carol, you finally called me! It’s been so many years since you’ve come home. How have you been? I heard you started a company—is it tiring…” I cut her off. “You should come pick up your daughter. She’s at the Kentridge Police Station.” “What?” I briefly explained the situation and was about to hang up when my mom burst into sobs. “Carol, you’re my real daughter. We’ve already disowned Leila. I don’t want to bring her back—I want to bring you home. Please, would you come home?”

" You already believe what you want to believe. Will it make any difference if I tell you the truth all over again? You are deaf, dumb and blind. " The woman was still persistent. " But who are you? " She begged again. " Oh, don't you know me already. Did you just not introduce me to your daughter as the Daughter of the Damned? " With another wave, she left the room as it was again engulfed in darkness. The only thing left behind was the tingling sensation of sprinkled stardust.

"Give my necklace back! Dad gave it to me. Even if it gets seized, it's still mine!" I stepped aside. The thorny rose branch in my hand brushed her skin by accident, leaving a thin line of blood across the back of her hand. "Ah! How dare you hurt me!" Lilith screamed. "This is my home." I looked at them coldly. "You're trespassing. I can call the police." "I'm your mom!" My mother shook with rage. "You ungrateful thing. If I had known you'd turn out this vicious, I should've strangled you the day you were born."

“How can I ever explain this to our child? That her father turns into a wolf under the moon? That her blood might get her killed?” She laughed bitterly, shaking her head. “This is insane.” Marie moved toward the door. “If staying with you means endangering our daughter, then I can’t do it. I won’t.” “No Marie, please, Don’t leave me. This is exactly what I feared.” She gripped the doorknob, her heart racing. “Goodbye, Jade.” But then she heard it, a sound so raw, so animalistic, it froze her blood. A deep growl. She turned slowly and gasped.