Novel & Cerita Daughter Of Poseidon Fanfiction

"Wait, so you mean Ceres and I had a daughter named Chaesoo, that's a weird name but we ended up together?" "Uh, why are y'all acting weird?" The kid on my side asked. "Wait." She furrowed her eyebrows and sniff me before she removed her hands from mine and stepped back. "You are not my Dad, aren't you?" She asked and I shook my head. "That's why your scent was different from the one I'm addicted to." She said, nodding her head then she turned to Hera. "And you are not my bitch mom?" "Excuse me?!" Hera asked incredulously. "Why are you calling your mom a bitch?!"

That was the second lie. I stayed just long enough to hear the silence. Silence had always been one of Zeno’s loudest tells. Then the water in the wall niche behind them rippled, though no hand touched it, and Amilios said, softer now, understanding settling in his voice, “Oh. That’s a yes.” I left after that, quickly and carefully, like retreat could stop the words from following. His daughter. Zeno had a daughter. I knew that already. Capital gossip had teeth and wings of its own. Lord Poseidon had children—sons, a daughter—a respectable House full of respectable proof that he had done everything Olympus asked of him.

I wonder. "She stumbled upon this place earlier on today. She was enraged and not in control of her powers. it took us time to calm her down. She just woke up just as you made your arrival known dad. I presume you letting it slip that we are father and daughter in front of this merman, I can also trust him." "Oh yes, yes my child. This here is the god of the seas Poseidon. That is why I could settle you guys in this island and you never got attacked."

Ceres (whispering): “You’re… You’re him. You’re Cairos.” Cairos (voice echoing): “Daughter of the broken line. Flame-touched. Did they send you to kill me… or crown me?” Ceres (confused, trembling): “No one sent me. I didn’t even know you existed.” Cairos (smiling faintly): “Oh, but you did. In your dreams. In your rages. You feel the burn, don’t you? That isn’t Auren’s fire. It’s mine.” Ceres (stepping back):

“So Phoenix, weakened me? That is why it took me so long to break from it then? And that’s why the others couldn’t wake up by themselves too?” The blinding white smile of hers reappeared. “You’re getting it. Yes, in all honesty, you should never have woken, it should have taken much longer than four years. That’s why Mrs Velt was so interested in you. She was shocked that someone with that gift she has been researching for so many years was so close. Daughter of an I.L. agent. Someone that we all fought with back in the days.” “What, my dad?” “Yes. He was one of the best.”

“Father?” “Please, my dear, hear me out. I loved your mother, Kailynn. She wasn’t just my Queen; she was my fated mate, and I find myself getting lonelier every year. It’s been five years, and soon you too will be of age, finding your mate, you could say I’m starting to feel left out.” Elizabeth's eyes widened slightly, her hands fidgeting with the hem of her sleeve as she processed her father's words. She had never considered that her father might take another mate; the memory of her mother remained so powerful in the palace, almost as if her spirit still haunted the corridors.

She'd pinned my hair up too, which left my entire back exposed almost to my lower waist. "Eyah is going to hear from me." His nose wrinkled. "And you are getting punished for showing this much skin." "It's n-not my fault," I argued. "Uh huh." He nodded slowly, one eyebrow raised. "And yet you're still wearing it. I don't like Poseidon talking to you." My mouth fell open. “You want him to be my son’s dad? You can’t pick any man to be the father of my child. I am his father. Only me.”

Asteria. “The gods have heard your plea. They have answered. I Queen Asteria, Queen of the sirens and daughter of the God Poseidon, grant your wish.” Asteria turns to look at me and nods her head. When she slams the trident into the floor, the energy bursts, sending us all flying across the room. Asteria was the only one standing tall.

James flicked his eyes back and forth between Eliza and Blakeney as the man paused dramatically. “Thetis,” said Blakeney, grandly. “She is a goddess of the sea. A lieutenant of sorts to Poseidon, but more commonly associated with calm and tranquil waters.” “That’s right,” he said, remembrance flooding to him. “Achilles was her most famous son.” Blakeney nodded proudly at his pupil. “Correct.”

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,