Daughter Of The Deep Book 2 Mga Nobela at Kwento

If that queen was the thunder wolf and that little angel had a thunder mark. . . This means the little angel must be the queen's daughter That is King Aaron' daughter Thus making her the descendant to her fathers throne. Oh my god..... She is the true successor to this throne I placed the book on the side table and sat down on my seat holding my head in my hands. That day I saved the next Queen... Maybe that's why dad wanted to kill everyone there.. He wanted to completely eliminate the Royal bloodline But I saved her I ...saved the one and only heir to the royals.

As the black abyss swallowed the vessel below, a pair of long, pale fingers, made neither of porcelain nor wood, but of a thick, liquid blue drafting ink that had hardened into the shape of her father’s old mapping-pens, reached down from the dark of the sky above her, their steel-nibbed nails digging straight into the meat of her left wrist with a cold, absolute grip that began to write a new alphanumeric string directly into her bone. ​The voice that followed didn't come from Leo or Thorne. It was her father’s voice. It was coming from a fifty-nine page of a ledger she had never seen. ​"The second edition has been rejected " the old man whispered from the dark. "Now see what the printer do

Before the police find me — or worse if he does. A woman is dead. A child is without a mother. I've made a mistake and now I need to RUN! END OF BOOK TWO

Covering the ground and heading back to the place that created our nightmares, the place that changed us forever; to face our past and create a new future. ***THE END*** Thank you for reading, please remember to leave me a review and look out for the continuation of Lamia's story in:- Rise of a Queen - Book 2, in The Delta's Daughter Series. OUT NOW!

“The Celestial Waters alpha, Alpha Varuna, was defiant. He had ten children lost. He could not; however, forget sweet Cordelia, the omega maiden mated to Alpha Malakai.” My father said in a serious tone. “All the children of the Celestial Waters are my sons and daughters. Each like the precious pearls we pluck from the sea. You have my children and my heart breaks, but I cannot stand for your tyranny just to mend my own heart. You have already been careless with one of my precious rare pearls, throwing it away like the goddess means nothing.” My father nobly recited Alpha Varuna’s speech.

Shut the door and climbed back into the passenger seat. “Let’s go.” He said, banging on the dash. THE END **Thank you for reading Rise of a Queen. I hope you enjoyed the adventure. And is it truly the end?** Find out what happened to King Kellen in the third installment of The Delta’s Daughter. The Gladiator Wolf King – Book 3 will concentrate on Kellen and more of your favorite characters. I hope you will join me on a new adventure. The Gladiator Wolf King - Completed and out now!

Mom reached for the door, shaking so hard she entered the wrong code several times. Click. The lock finally opened. The second she saw inside, blinding red filled her vision. Her whole body shook, and she collapsed. Dad stared at her, confused, then pushed the door open. The next second, his face went white. His body started trembling. Their reactions made Tristan's dread spike. He pushed the door wider. The whole room came into view. Red. Red everywhere. The floor. The walls. Even the ceiling. Blood had sprayed across everything. Tristan looked around.

He didn't cry, and his dragon wings were crumpled; they barely formed, because he wasn't a child born out of love, but force. "He'll grow," Theron said from the doorway, not holding his son. I later discovered the truth by accident… a hidden chamber behind his bookshelf. Inside, a woman lay on preserved roses. She was Astoria. His dead first wife. And his journal read: "The blessed daughter's bloodline can resurrect. Her and her child will be the anchor. Both will be consumed." I found out we weren't his family, but vessels to bring his dead wife back. That night, I ran with my little child against my chest, and that was where Vesper found me, hiding in the forest.

She stood before me with her small hands outstretched. “Mother,” she said, though her lips didn’t move. “They will come for us. You cannot hide forever.” Her words were clear as glass, but behind them, I heard screams. Wolves at war. Flames devouring forests. And behind it all, a shadow tall, faceless, merciless. The shadow lifted its hand, and my daughter disappeared in a flare of light. I woke with a scream that shook the cabin. Caleb was there instantly, his hand gripping mine. Sweat slicked my skin; my body shuddered with the aftershocks of pain.

“Her scent has changed, it smells like—-BLOOD. ~~~~~ I laid down on the old mattress as I tried to recollect my memories of last night. Nothing was coming forth, only fringe memories of how the transformation started and me waking up in goddess-nowhere. My head was throbbing,I massaged my temple to relieve the headache threatening to coarse through my head. Then my leg shifted on the bed, touching something hard. I sat upright, there I saw my parents book very close to the backpack. I had almost forgotten about it—it was the last journal, the rest two had been burnt along with the house. I sighed in relief as I picked up the book. I opened it, the first sentence hit me, my face went pale,blo