Daughter Of The Deep Book 2 Novels & Stories

Soren's smile was genuinely filled with warmth when he spoke about his pups; his voice just above a whisper as he said, “Dante and Rory are twins, eight years old, and my mate has given birth to our daughter Octavia.” Layla smirked at him as she said, “That's really why you are here. You want us to help protect your children's future.” Soren sighed as he turned his gaze back to Layla, “Yes, but you all need to understand this; a time will come when you can no longer escape Phillipe's notice. He will send wolves here; if they can't defeat you, he will come himself. Don't you wish to build safer existence for your children?”

I sat there, numb and watched the fire slowly burn out. “Daciana,” My mother called softly. “You are the first child born of a Frost demon and a wolf. You are the future.” My heart pounded in my chest. I didn't ask for any of this. I didn't even know how to feel about my father anymore. Everything I thought I knew about him was a lie. Everything I knew about my life was a lie. And Milton, I wonder if he's always known my mother. Adam knew her. It explains why she recognised the day we'd returned to save Amelia.

She was glad with her progress, and in truth could not wait to be able to go about her plans once again. The Witches may have caused a pause in her efforts, but she was glad to know that her son hadn't completely lost it to the Lycan since she could still use his energy to get into the Lycan's head. She picked up her teacup and brought it to her lips, but frowned when she noticed it was empty. She got on her feet to go back into the house when she felt a gust of wind as if someone blew on her shoulders. She turned around just in time to see her son standing behind her. He was panting heavily, and on his hands, the Book Of Neer. A smile so wide spread across her cheeks at the sight. She sure

I felt like I stopped breathing for a second as she spoke out again. “Robin, it is time you forgive your father.” She said softly again and I staggered backwards and just like a rushing wave all the things that I have gone through in the hands of my father, all the things my mother had gone through in the hands of that man filled my memories and my head spun as I gazed at my mother in a daze.

A malicious air permeated into the air as he glanced towards the forest, meeting the eye of a feral beast. The man appeared ecstatic then his surprised face went cold as he ordered his men to open the car door. They drove away from there and there flashed before her the life she had been living while she still has no recollection of the past. She was Zane Fangs, the daughter of the Alpha of Dusk Dawn Pack, 21 years old. TBC Maple Writes (Don't forget to leave a comment, share and give me reviews for me to know if there are things that I should improve with and change at the same time. Have a good day. Enjoy reading.)

Third pov: The princess was far too powerful. She appears to be one of the new turn wolves' stronger members. The Alpha had no idea his daughter was so powerful that she knocked out all of his formidable guards. Despite this, the princess had no idea what she done. The Alpha itself couldn’t do anything. He doesn't want anything to harm to his daughter. As the princess utilized her power on the alpha, he did not fight back. The princess, however, fled after he was wounded and pushed to the ground. Someone entered the room. When the Alpha spotted his Beta and his guard, he smiled.

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“You refused to help me save my daughter, you dismissed my request so easily, because your child isn't the one that is knocking on deaths door. So I figured if you knew the constant anxiety, fear, pain, and angst that I have been feeling everyday since my daughter’s body was brought back to me dying and in so much pain. You would have a change of heart. My daughter was begging me to save her, and all I could do was watch her not knowing how to save her. That's when I remembered the Book, that's when I realized that was the only way I could save my daughter, now you stand there and tell me I should just give up and let her die. My daughter was in so much pain, that we had to put her in an ind

Zane and I tucked the girls in not longer after that, and I read from what was now officially the girls’ second-favorite book. With a smile, I opened the book, admiring the illustrations Grace and Chloe had already seen and cooed over. “Far out in the ocean, where the water is as blue as the prettiest cornflower and as clear as crystal, it is very, very deep; so deep, indeed, that no cable could sound it, and many church steeples, piled one upon another, would not reach from the ground beneath to the surface of the water above. There dwell the Sea King and his subjects.

However what truly amazed her was the tender affection he showed for his daughter—a deep, protective love that was all too rare in men like him. "What's her name?" Emma asked as she gently touched the baby's soft cheek. The baby soon woke up and gazed at her with her big curious eyes. Despite the unfamiliar faces, it was clear that she felt safe and secure in her father's embrace. Emma couldn't help but marvel at the sight—it was truly heartwarming. "Rose!" "She's adorable," Emma said with a subtle smile that began to fade as soon as she noticed Kevin gazing at her affectionately, his expression giving away whatever thoughts were going through his mind. What could he be thinking? She could n