Daughter Of The Drowned Empire Mga Nobela at Kwento

Mila chuckled as Dante disappeared into the darkness. Before Mila could leave Damen spoke up. "Wait Daria's not actually dead?" He asked and Mila smirked. "Of course she's not, She is my daughter after all." Was all Mila said before she too disappeared in smoke. Damen and Deo just sat there. What the fuck actually happened? Did their mother really just kill their father? Does this mean now that their Alpha's of the Empire for good. But before Damen could get too excited, the boys heard a groan and they looked at their father. He was starting to move. Rushing over to him, they helped him sit up. He rubbed his head a bit and looked to be completely out of it.

"I don't know the truth of twenty years ago, Elena. But I know the truth of today. I am here. I am bleeding with you. And I will burn the world down to keep you safe—even if I have to burn my own father’s legacy to do it." In the distance, the gala music continued to play, a jaunty, upbeat tune that felt like a mockery of the tragedy unfolding in the heart of the Spire. The Empress had her crown, and she had her King, but the foundation of her empire was made of ash and lies. Elena stood up, wiping the tears from her face with the back of her blood-stained hand. The "Ice Queen" was gone. In her place was a woman who had nothing left to lose but her son.

The mother is held back by the soldiers as a blade is drawn across the soft flesh of the child’s neck. Latana is dropped to the ground as she begins to gurgle and thrash around. “You hear that sound?” The Emperor turns to Kiara. “She is drowning in her own blood.” He turns to the mother and leans down to whisper in her ear in a voice audible enough for Kiara to hear. He directs the woman’s gaze to her cell as he speaks. “I want you to look at the face of the woman that took your daughter away from you. Remember this face anytime you realize your sweet child is no more. All she had to do was say, ‘yes’. Just one word. She had the power to return your daughter to you but she refused. Who does

Too neat. But Amara Blake, that name did exist. The daughter of Leonard Blake, the man whose empire collapsed just before I acquired controlling shares. A man who’d made enemies in every corner of the industry. A man who drank himself to death after the fall. And his daughter had disappeared. Until now. She froze when I said it. Not visibly, not enough for someone untrained to notice—but I noticed. Her pupils dilated. Her lips parted slightly before she pressed them together. A thousand unspoken confessions flickered across her face in the span of a heartbeat.

Big one. He looked out at the skyline. City spread below. His empire. His world. Heart pounding. Jaw tight. He whispered. To the glass. To the sky. To Eleanor wherever she was. "Touch my daughter, Eleanor, and I'll burn your world down." Two names. Two empires. And one woman they'd destroy to win.

I want him to feel a million fold of the kind of pain he had caused Trina, her late mom and her brother to go through. I want the monster to helplessly watch as his so-called business empire crumbles into irreparable pieces around him, to feel his power slipping right through his fingers, and his influence shattered beyond repair, without him being able to do anything about it. I want to make him utterly, completely and totally helpless, powerless, devastated and desperate as his empire rots from the inside out, piece by piece, dollar by dollar, until there is nothing left but mere ashes. But most of all, I wanted him to realize that the only person who could save him is none other than the

Good that my father stopped any tendencies of a tidal waves in the human lands. "Your father did?" "Yeah. You've met him. Atlantis his name. The king of the ocean. I'm his daughter." "Wow." Daeira sounded tired but she really felt like cheering when meeting another friend. "Do you know the mermaids in Thule? Rona?"

Which thanks to my mother will not happen for a few years. Callan drops on the bed beside me and pushes me into a spooning position as he falls asleep. I cuddled up to him with today’s events puzzling my mind. before I fall asleep, I hear the whisper of a voice “you will be reborn my daughter, I will see it done.” It chills me, and I know that I am not going to fall asleep for the rest of the night. This bed is so comfortable, and it slightly makes me feel bad for ruining it with our energized lovemaking. I enquire where David went, and informs me that he was called away to an important meeting with his father.

He didn’t know how should he persuade her. Suddenly, he looked at the little girl’s face after hearing the sounds of her sobbing. With the light of fire, he could see tears were rolling down her eyes ceaselessly. “They said my father has betrayed our country. They said my father is a traitor” She continued sobbing. “They killed my mother, my unborn brother, they killed Xin er. They thought she was me because she was wearing my clothes” Yin Yue was crying her eyes out. “I do not want to live too”

“Just pack your things and leave. I, Alpha Adam Lyons, forever banish you, Emily Charlene Lyons from the Blue Moon pack. If you return back to Blue Moon land, you will be placed in the cells until execution.” Easton let out a murderous growl, and my eyes went wide with shock. “Daddy…why?” Why would my father banish me for finding and marking my fated mate? Before I could even ask the question, my mother was glaring at me. “I never should have accepted you as my daughter. You’re just as terrible as your whore of a mother.” She snarled before walking away.