Daughter Of The Ghost King Novels & Stories

Ramla is that witch Alora’s daughter, she also knows everything about your past. After an year, your father came back to the Vampire Kingdom with a human girl, claiming that he had a daughter with a human wife. Royals checked you and ruled out the possibility of you being the heir of throne and demoted your father to the lowest possible rank. I tried to ask William several times that how did your mother died but he was too scared to tell me anything. His soul was stripped away from Scarlet, his heart was weak and it was a miracle that he survived this long.

“Explain to me how your daughter, whichever of these females that happens to be, is of more use to me than the money you agreed to pay me.” When he says the words “these females” his eyes briefly passed over all of us, and for a moment our eyes lock, as if he is saying he knows that my father has to be referring to me. I am the only woman here who is young enough to be his daughter, other than Lola, and she’s just a child. None of the warriors we brought along with us are women, so that only leaves my mother and Darius’s mom besides me. Clearly, they are not his daughter. Reasoning through this makes another bolt of fear pass through my body. What would it mean to stay here and become a feed

He was the king here! The ghost that had just been killed by Caspian was his confidant. Only, he was normally asleep, continuously absorbing and digesting more ghosts, unable to rescue his trusted subordinates in time. He looked coldly at Caspian. "Is that what you did? You killed my trusted subordinates!" Caspian smiled. "Since you're also here to die, you'll soon meet your trusted aide." "Arrogant and ignorant!" Ghost Cultivator roared, "Do you know that I am the king of ten thousand ghosts, the supreme being among ghosts!"

Her sadness was great, making everyone who was there feel it too. Diana clutched her chest. The tightness hit her right away. "Why does this always happen? This shouldn't happen!" she cried and everyone was silent. Gail approached Allan, “You said she's still unconscious? So what--" Allan put his index finger to Gail's lips, “I already said it didn't I? That woman is the daughter of Prince Zahra, and she will not die. That woman is an immortal being.” Gail doubted it, "I don't believe you."

My smile widens at his words. "Stop stalling, Amelia. Throw out what's repressing you from the inside out at once." She crosses her arms, making her breasts stand out more, and I drop my gauze, wondering what color her pout is. Damn, focus! She is the daughter of the enemy. It must be a card out of the deck. She is his ex-wife's younger sister and last but not least, she is eighteen years old. "What happened?" I resolve to cut to the chase and avert my eyes from temptation. His face turns into a disgusted frown, but he's still looking at me.

Her eyes were filled with tears as she saw her daughter going far away from her eyes. She heard what Zachariah and Vladimir had spoke. It was killing her to know that her daughter is mated to such persons. Her Rose never hurted anyone in her life, never made anyone cry. But she still got mated to the Kings of supernatural, the Beast Kings. What sin did her daughter did to get such a fate? She knew that the kings are in love with their daughter but she has also seen the deadly obsession in their eyes for her. It makes her scared for Rose to no end. She prayed to moon goddess to give strength to her daughter.

Elliot remained utterly still, only the slight tightening of his fingers on his book betraying his shock. "You're going to be the Queen," Buck finally managed, his voice uncharacteristically small. “No Queen Consort, the next true Queen of Moon’s Fall will be his Heir and daughter.” His mother replied firmly. "Daughter?" Buck's voice rose in pitch. "The King has a daughter?" Phoebe's expression shifted to one of mild surprise. "Yes, of course. Princess Elizabeth. She's in your year at the Academy. I believe she is 12 years old. It’s to hide who she really is."

These were swiftly defeated by joined forces of Kandreah, his sister–the infamous Nethenaiah, my ex Beta Merlius, my daughter, that Wengarthrian commander called Norgarth and his army. I watched him and Aralyn hack through demons in a flurry of swift, smooth and well-coordinated movements. I overheard bits and pieces of their spat while I was still tangled in a fight with Meeran and saw her punching him in the heat of that debate. Is it wrong to say that I felt a bit proud to see my daughter throw a punch at the first commander of the army of Hades’s son? She is feisty and fearless; I love every trait of her personality.

And now that you've come to my kingdom I won't let you go until I kill you. Dark couldn't believe his eyes, he was expecting to see a little girl who would crawl to her feet at the very sight of him and not the most beautiful creature he had set his eyes on. His gaze swept slowly at her body, taking in her features that could drive a sane man and met her glaring eyes. He gave her a sinister smile. She was the daughter of the man who had betrayed his own friend and had made his mother commit suicide afterwards. If he wasn't the son of the five Princes of Hell and had not torn off his mother's stomach and crawled out of it, he would have been long dead.

I could hear the vulnerability in his tone. “I know, Dad, but you’ve prepared me for this. If I’m going to take over the alpha title, you need to let me do this. Please, just trust me,” I pleaded. “I know I do, but now we have to worry about the royal vampire family, too,” he added with a defeated sigh. “What?” I frowned. “Dawn. She’s the daughter of the vampire king, Darius,” my father answered, and what he said made sense. No wonder her aura was so powerful. Dawn was a princess.