Daughter Of The Pirate King Series Novels & Stories

"We are here to introduce our mate to you again. This is Anne, the third-in-command daughter. This beautiful maiden is our destined mate and the soon-to-be queen." "Oh," the king whispered. "No need to tell me all this. I know who she is. Chris, is she not your daughter? You're lost but found daughter." "Yes, my king. She's Anne, my dearest daughter," Ava's father responded. Our father never bothered to hide his hatred for his daughter when talking to him. The room was tense, and our father was giving out his powerful aura. "Your name is Anne, right?" he asked our mate. "Yes, my king," she gently replied. She was so calm when dealing with the king.

Real mother of the year. My breath caught. I was aware of my appearance, messy hair, red eyes, but I did not deserve this. "Don't do this. Where is she, please, tell me where she is.” "I don't care," he snapped. "You're an omega. Weak. Pathetic. And your daughter too--wolfless and useless.” I had not time to answer, when I heard a voice behind him, which I knew was his. " urgh... she is back?

Oh, did she know. One week ago, she was Princess Danika, daughter of King Cone of Mombana. She was feared and respected. No one dared look at her twice. You wouldn’t dare look her in the eyes. You wouldn’t dare walk the path she walked unless you had no value for your life. Her father saw to that. Now, her father was dead, their kingdom taken over by the ruthless King Lucien. That day had replayed on her mind relentlessly, adding to the torture of this cell, making it feel that much colder, that much lonelier.

“Isn’t that like what King Orvis did with my parents?” “It’s nothing like it,” Sergeant Org hissed with disgust. “Orvis seized the throne and killed your parents for power. Jack expressed his disapproval of the king’s condoning of the slaughter of innocent humans by his vampire kingdom and he rose up against him to stop the madness. He didn’t kill the king. In fact, the king still reigns a small region as the Black King. They call Jack the White King because of his goodness.” “I see….” I mused.

Xisuthra did when he pulled him aside. Pishtu was the elder son of Xisuthra. His job was to take care of the crown prince till he could ascend the throne and then serve him till his death. Being from the family of the head of the kingdom warriors, Pishtu proved himself by being the best fighter in the whole kingdom.

For a moment, her eyes flickered, as if she had just realized something. She suddenly grabbed my shoulders and exclaimed, "I knew it! You've been reborn, too!" Then, she looked at me arrogantly. "Do you even know why you were able to come back to life? It's because you're my daughter! As the daughter of the heroine, even if you die a few times, you'll still keep coming back! Fate keeps giving us these second chances so we can finally find the perfect way to make your dad regret leaving me!" I could tell she had completely lost her mind. I shook her hands off me and grabbed my dad's and Erin's hands instead.

He went forward quickly, forcing a smile. “Your Majesty. I’m Adrian Hale, Alpha of Blackthorn Pack. We met last time at the Northern Summit.” Gideon Ashbourne gave him a cold, dismissive glance. Then he walked straight past him and stopped in front of me. He reached out, touched my hair with a trembling hand, and his voice dropped low. “My daughter,” he said. “You’ve suffered enough.”

We run back to the packhouse, shift and change before heading inside. “You little slut! After everything I did for you, this is how you repay me.” I stop dead in my tracks. My father steps out of the shadows, like he’s been waiting for me. Clint steps in front of me. “You need to back off, Aaron.” “Like hell I will. Don’t think you’ve won here, Guardian.” He sneers Clint’s title. “She’s my daughter.” “And you lost the right to be her parent when you tried to sell her to an Alpha to pay your debts.”

“I’m sure you understand what Sliver Fang having the throne would cost all of us.” Riven leans forward, and the table seems to shrink under his weight. “How do we know you won’t back down and run to Camille at the last minute?” Papa sits up straighter, eyes burning. “The King is holding my daughter hostage,” he says, voice low with restrained fury. "the same one who is Keith's mate and Tessa’s sister. He also holds Xaviors sister. There is no reconciliation for that. No surrender. No last-minute change of heart.”

My father arranged the meeting with Adrian Vale because he wanted to see the man beneath the Alpha title. Silver Ridge Pack was modest, but Adrian had taken control of it young and kept it stable. My father thought that might mean discipline, judgment, and ambition. If Adrian knew I was the Alpha King's daughter, his manners would mean nothing. Every Alpha knew how to flatter royal blood, so I arrived at the Silver Ridge pack lodge as Isabella, without the Draven name and without Royal Guards at my side.