Daughter Of The Moon นิยาย & เรื่องราว

All he wanted was power, and he doesn't care if that means he has to kill his own daughter. Verena could only sob in her arms as she buried her face in them. This has to be the most cruel joke that the universe could have given her. All this time, she has thought that she is the chosen one. The one who could end it all, someone who is deserving of a very great title, 'daughter of the moon,' when in fact she's the daughter of that monster

On top of her head, she had the signs of a full moon and two halves of a moon on either side. Her face was smooth and her eyes full of caring, she looked like a mother looking at her newborn baby for the first time. “Um who are you and why do you call me daughter?” I ask feeling that somehow, I should know her but yet I don’t. “I am the Moon Goddess, Selene, and you my daughter my most precious gift.” She says with that smooth voice that could rock a baby to sleep. “Moon Goddess?” Am I dreaming for I know she is an illusion from my books but never thought I would dream of her?

As he held my hands and stroked the hardness within him he made funny sounds like mum and her male visitors used to make when she was alive. I closed my eyes shut, trying not to think of what was happening. This man was supposed to be my adoptive father. I wondered if this was how a father and daughter relationship was since I never had a father before. Suddenly he stopped, I opened my eyes gradually thinking that the show was over and he was about to leave but what I saw in his eyes made me panic. He dragged me to himself forcefully and tried to kiss me. I resisted it with all the force my small body could muster.

Clara's screams echoed, the result of the ongoing battle between two inner beasts and the poison she had ingested. The substance ravaged her from within, consuming her slowly. If Clara were a mere mortal, she would have succumbed long ago. Gasping, Damian withdrew his hand from Clara's head, a mixture of pain and sorrow etched across his face. "Oh, no, Clara," he whispered, overwhelmed by the intense suffering his daughter endured. The pain she bore was too much for her fragile frame, and it would only intensify. The darkness crept closer, with just ten minutes remaining until 7 PM, the time when the full moon would rise.

He stated. A sister? What was he talking about? “A sister? And named Nia too...” Nia muttered. “But why would she take your daughter with her? Shouldn't she just escape and find her way back home?” I asked. Dante sighed deeply. He stared around and turned back to us. “I would Normal not tell anyone this, but my daughter is the Dark moon wolf. Her powers must have attracted the wench and she decided to steal her from me.” My eyes widened. “The Dark moon pack goddess? What is her vessel doing all the way here? It's a powerful descendant of the dark moon pack.”

My claws pushed against my skin, splitting it open. The wood beneath my hands cracked. The air in the room grew heavy, shimmering with power I fought to keep down. I could feel my teeth sharpening, my bones threatening to shift. Not now. Not here. “Are you sure?” My voice came out low, guttural. Daniel nodded quickly, eyes wide. “Yes, Boss. I verified it twice. There’s no mistake.” A bitter laugh escaped me. Fate—no, the Moon Goddess herself—was playing a cruel joke. The girl I had longed for, searched for, waited for… was the daughter of the man I swore to destroy.

“When I drew my first breath under the Blood Moon, the Moon Goddess marked me with light. I became the Moonbound, and through me, her children obeyed. Yet the power was never mine… it flowed through me, not from me. The bond is fragile, woven not through strength but through lineage. When my blood ceases, the bond shall shatter, and the four will slumber in anguish until my blood returns to breathe beneath her gaze once more. They shall awaken when the lost blood walks under a false moon, and the Moonbound trembles with divided hearts. Only she—the Daughter of the Moonbound—shall call them by name, and they shall answer. Her voice shall soothe their rage; her

“I know he’s a monster. I know what he did is unforgivable, but everyone deserves a second chance, right?” Maddox took a step closer to the omega. “Selena, the only reason that Vance even told us that you were his daughter is because you were chosen by the Moon goddess to be the white-haired Luna. If that was not the case, he would have never told a soul.” He reached for her hands and held them in his. “You have to hear me. He does not care about you. He never did, and will never.”

As father. “You’re an abomination,” the Goddess whispered. “A queen with two moons. A king without my bond. This will destroy the world.” “No,” Luna said. “It will save it.” She raised her hand. Purple light filled the throne room. “I, Luna, Queen of Both Moons, daughter of Elena and Valen, mate of Damian, reject your law. From this day forward, no wolf is forced. No bond is mandatory. No crown is forever.” The Goddess screamed. Light exploded.

Lana said calmly, “only those I permit hear my words. It is your place to disclose it to her, not mine.” She turned and walked toward the door before stopping beside Jade, her face angling slightly back toward me as she continued. “She is not merely one of the daughters of the Slain Luna, she is the Luna of the Crystal Wolf, you are the Crystal Wolf, the one true Alpha.” Xavier sat in silence, watching her lips move without sound reaching him as confusion settled across his face. Lana’s voice came once more before she stepped through the doorway. “Know this. A Nightveil is present.”