Daughter Of No Worlds Novels & Stories

she whispered as dread filled her eyes. “ I wish I could ” I sighed as I rubbed my temple. “ I'm also as shocked as you are, but then again it all make sense giving that she is the daughter of the Monarch of the North .” … “ What did you just say ??? ” Carmel croaked as water dropped from her mouth. “ He's the daughter to the Noah Chris or rather Noah Winters as he is originally called. ” I sighed. This Continent don't know the terror they have been harbouring all this while.

My smile widens at his words. "Stop stalling, Amelia. Throw out what's repressing you from the inside out at once." She crosses her arms, making her breasts stand out more, and I drop my gauze, wondering what color her pout is. Damn, focus! She is the daughter of the enemy. It must be a card out of the deck. She is his ex-wife's younger sister and last but not least, she is eighteen years old. "What happened?" I resolve to cut to the chase and avert my eyes from temptation. His face turns into a disgusted frown, but he's still looking at me.

When no words came after I poured my heart down before my parents, I pulled my body off my mother's frozen one, watching her stunned face that seemed similar to my father's. "You vanished from there to here without using magic from anyone… Chosan? And what again did she say, Molane? That the Luna did what again?" "She said the Luna, Dinay, was strangling her in her room just because she thought our daughter told Alpha Thorien his mate and his Luna, is opening her legs wide for the beta of Holy Bond pack to enter." "A beta fucking a Luna…? What did I just hear?!" "Now I truly believe we're definitely in another world, and not in that same one we sent our lovely daughter out to be sacrificed t

"—there is nothing in this world that could stop you." He dissolved. Not walking away. *Dissolving.* Into smoke and shadow. Gone. Leaving Luna standing in the center of the clearing. Surrounded by wolves who now looked at her differently. Not with hatred. With *fear.* She was no longer just their High Alpha. Their Heir. She was the *daughter of the Demon King.* Half her blood was divine. Half was infernal. And in less than a month, her father would tear down the Gate between worlds.

“I am here to great my father. You know how filial I am, don’t you, Michael the ever loyal?” “Hi, daddy.” A pair of glowing emerald sheen met another set of glowing green eyes. Though the contact did not last even a minute, the grand duke of the Nether World knew the change within the swirls of his daughter’s eyes. It was cold like the arctic glaciers and it was dark as the shadows of the three worlds combined. It was in this moment that the tightening of his chest brought a clogging suffocation within his throat. Somehow, when their eyes collided with each other, the ability to breathe was gone for a fraction of a second. It was as if he had lost his daughter… forever. And the child standin

Demons from Dominion’s realm poured into mortal avenues, while terrified citizens stumbled into volcanic caverns that shouldn’t exist. The realms were becoming one world. Adrien’s voice cracked with dread. “If she seals the fusion… there won’t be two worlds left. There’ll only be hers.” Sera clutched Liora tighter, desperate tears streaking her ash-stained face. She shook her daughter, her voice raw, screaming over the cacophony. “Liora, fight! Please, fight him! You’re stronger than this!” For one heartbeat, gold light flickered in her daughter’s eyes. And then Dominion smiled through her lips and spread her arms wide, her small voice ringing with godhood.

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 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.

Ayla was blonde, a blonde so light it looked like silver in the sun. But they talked about a woman as well, but I don’t remember ever meeting Alex and Asher's mother. And to ask about her was out of the question. I made a mental note to talk with my parents when we got home. Could Ayla be related to Alpha Adam? Is she a daughter from the Blue Moon Pack? But why would a man like Adam send his daughter away? What could have been so wrong for him to have to? Or is all this just my imagination?