Daughter Of The Deep Book 2 Novels & Stories

I wanted to know immediately but I couldn’t bring myself to leave my father. ‘Hunter where are you,’ I mind link, giving up on trying to find him. ‘I’m in the library.’ I head straight for the pack house library, eager to learn what he has found out. When I enter the room I find him with all sorts of books sprawled out everywhere as well as maps and drawings. “What in the world are you doing?” “Dude you have no idea how powerful Katerina is. She is going to be more powerful than you.” “Seriously?”

Like approval. Somewhere in the distance, a wolf howls. Not a hunter. Not an enemy. Just a wolf. Calling to the moon. Calling to me. I am Lyra. Daughter of a dead woman. Heir of a forgotten bloodline. Mate of a cursed Alpha. I am not nobody. I never was. And the war has only just begun. --- END OF CHAPTER 20

The house where I had grown up believing silence was just what our life looked like, where secrets were only the small kind, the kind poor women and their daughters kept because the pack liked to turn private pain into gossip. Now it felt like something else entirely. A hiding place. A station. A room built over a buried truth so large it made my whole childhood look smaller than it had any right to be. The book in my arms felt heavier because I knew what it held now. Not all of it. I had not read every page. I had barely been able to breathe through the pages I did read. But what I knew was enough. Elaine had gone into the Outlands on purpose. My father had a name. Tobias Viremont. Half pha

' The newspaper's headline screamed, [Silverbay tsunami claims thousands, leaves nearly a hundred children orphaned. I laid them out in front of Evelyn. "You're not my flesh and blood. I adopted you after the tsunami. The 'father' who died too soon? That was a story I made up. I was scared that knowing you were an orphan would break your heart and make you feel alienated." Evelyn's look went from puzzled to shocked, and then to utterly devastated. "You... What are you talking about? How can I not be your daughter? That's impossible!"

“And the wolves are to blame.” I clenched my fists, the claws of my dragon form digging into the earth beneath me, a reminder of the power I wielded and the devastation that would soon be unleashed upon the wolves. My daughter had always been headstrong, but I had never seen her so… distant. Her mind had been altered, twisted by the wolves’ influence. At least, that was what I believed. I had seen it in her eyes—the emptiness, the betrayal when I announced her being betrothed to another family.

I grinned like an idiot and took the stuffed flower bouquet from Elayne. "Thanks." Then I went quiet, eyes glued to my phone. Elayne slid her hand over the screen. "Don't look at that." I shook my head. "It's fine. I'm not mad." The camera zoomed in—Mom and some girl in the pic. Caption: [Valentine's Day with my daughter, Tia.] Elayne gave me that look—like she was trying to read my mind. I forced a smile. "I know her. Tia was in the bed next to Dad. She's an orphan. Got better thanks to donations.

she whispered, hopeful for what awaited them beyond the horizon. Book 2 is coming in May 2025

He never suspected the real reason. Because the truth was, Fiona wasn't even his daughter. She was the child of that mistress and her ex-husband. So, after all these years, Dad had been happily raising another man's child. Mom had been doting on the daughter of the woman who betrayed her. And I, their only biological child, had been nothing but an unwanted afterthought. A failed experiment. Not long ago, these were the same parents who had screamed at me to go die when I was drowning in depression.

“I have even more good news for you. I’m with child once again. The father of this child is Lord Luthias.” “Impossible!” Pierre shouted as he stood in protest. “Luthias has not sired a child in one thousand years, yet you expect me to believe he miraculously sired one now? On his own?” “Well, I don’t recall coupling with anyone else during the process,” I said. “Now, sit down before I have you thrown in the cell next to cook.” After taking a brief moment to revel over the smirks and snickering that came from Lord Moken and Lord Basha, I continued. “One thing Lord Pierre neglected to take into consideration is the fact that I’m the daughter of a queen of the mutant kingdom. Although I’

Thompson said. “Thank you, Mrs. Thompson,” Diana, Eric and Elise chorused. The older woman waved her hand and went out of the library. The five of them stared at the thick book once again. But five minutes passed by, nothing happened. “Uh, well. Let’s just eat something,” Kent suggested and was about to stand up when the book began to tremble all by itself and the five of them looked at it in perplexity. Colors of luminous gold, red, green, silver and pink burst out of the book and spread across the room. Then they felt something cold touch their entire body. Before they knew it, they were all sucked inside the book, screaming.