Daughter Of The Ghost King Novels & Stories

says Her Majesty "My father was afraid that if people knew, then I would be taken away or used since I'm the only mortal child that Nyx has ever had, only my family and the man my uncle was trying to force me to marry knew that I was the daughter of Nyx, Your Majesty," she says

When I turned around to look where she had gone, I found her bowing at the waist. "Where you go, we will follow. We are yours to command and send to our deaths. The Valkyrie was created in your name and will die with that honor," Sonja stood and I saw the determination within her face. Her eyes hard and her lips thin. "There is no one we wish to obey more than the Killer Queen and her daughter, the heir and coming Witch Queen."

"I will ignore the disrespect in that comment this time, as you are my friend, but there was nothing ordinary or low about her and she definitely wasn't a whore. She is the eldest daughter of the Vampire King and his Werewolf Queen." "So she is a hybrid. I thought she was just a vampire. That's what your father told me and that explains why it took so long for the silver to kick in, to have any effect on her. It wasn't just fighting to weaken her vampire, but to weaken her wolf as well. Well, damn me... Oops!!!" he smirks, "You know it's a pity you and your sister called in the King. I was looking forward to my turn with her. I have never had the pleasure of forcing a vampire or even a part

She trailed off, as realization struck her. It was not surprising to me. I was already guessing this to be the reality. “ Your father was King Mason Anasazi. The Former King of the Kingdom of the South and you are his seventh daughter. ” He revealed and paused to let it sink in. “ She is a Princess? ” Nora chimed, turning the grave atmosphere into a funny one. “ Oh, I have another Princess friend. That’s great. I am gathering Princesses like antique pieces from a famous shop. ”

He loved her too much and I loved mine too little. Blowing out a breath, I pushed myself away from the sink. From the mirror who only told lies. There was nothing wrong with my hair or eyes. Nothing wrong with my life. I was the daughter of a king and no one would take that away from me. Not even my cruel mate. The air in my room was cold compared to the bathroom. Much too cold for summer. But I had gotten the room with the least amount of sun exposure. Of course. I was their ghost to be kept hidden. But the chilliness of the room wasn't what surprised me.

I followed quickly before the door slammed shut behind us. And there—standing beside a long polished table—was my father. The king. He didn’t sit on a throne this time. He didn’t wear his crown. But power still clung to him like armor. His silver hair was tied back, his face cold and unreadable. I wanted to speak, to beg again. But his voice came first. “Enough.” That one word silenced the entire room. “I have thought long and hard about how to deal with this disgrace,” he said, walking slowly around the table. “My own daughter, chosen to be a were-nun of purity,and lastly a princess, sneaking out of my borders in the arms of a servant.”

"I gave up. I left my throne. I became a ghost because a world without you and your mother wasn't a world I wanted to live in. But then I heard whispers of you, the daughter of Aurora, my daughter... I knew I had to find you." I felt a tear roll down my face. For the first time in my life, I didn't feel like an orphan. I didn't feel like a mistake. I was the daughter of a King and a Queen. But the moment of peace didn't last long. "This is very touching," a loud, cold voice snapped. I turned to see one of the other Alphas standing up. He was a big man with a scar across his eye. He looked at me with pure disgust.

He finished, smiling. I was still wondering what surprise he was talking about, when in walked a ghost, someone I thought had died. Someone who was the very backbone of this kingdom --- my father. I heard gasps echo all around in the throne room. From the corner of my eyes I saw the high chiefs all standing up in shock. There were clapping of palms, snapping of fingers and raised shoulders. Mother stood up, fear etched on every part of her face. She looked like she'd just seen a ghost. In truth, he was probably a ghost, because I watched them burying his coffin.

My father demanded in a loud voice from third in command. "S...Sir, it happened in a second, one moment he was standing and another his head were ripped apart from the Vampire King's daughter" he replied with fear in his eyes everyone was afraid of my father. "Which one?" he asked I looked at third in command hoping he doesn't know her name but unfortunately he knew. "Princess Ashrina Petriokias" he replied.

| Vampire Castle 2 Days Prior | “Good evening your majesty,” Ezra spoke over the phone. The King was currently in his office trying to get an update on what had happened so far. “Good Evening Ezra. What can you tell me?” “Your suspicions were right. She is Eva Kora. She had her name changed when she joined the pack but she is the Mad King's daughter.” “I see.” The King chuckled. “Stay with the Prince. Make sure he doesn’t get hurt and make sure you tell no one what you found out. After all, we have to protect my son’s beloved.” The King ordered.