Daughter Of The Pirate King Series Novels & Stories

the witch added with a twisted look in her eyes. " And coming back to you. Let me begin by saying that..oh this is going to be so intresting...well, you are not the son of late Alpha King. You are the only child of late dragon king, Kaida. And that means you are the rightful heir of dragon kingdom." the woman disclosed, turning the pair speechless.

"Your Majesty, it was I. I happened upon the Forsaken Wing by chance and discovered she was pregnant with an illegitimate child from her affair. "I intended to deliver her to you, but she refused to admit her crime. Instead, she dared claim the child was yours. Who in the Beast Clan doesn't know you have no heir?" She continued on unchecked. Alarmed, Mary tugged at her sleeve, and only then did Lyra realize the weight of her last words. "Your Majesty, I misspoke—" But Tharion didn't even flinch at her blasphemy. His eyes were locked on her as he asked, "Go on. What happened next?"

Craig's jaw clenched and his fork stabbed into the crisp greens and vibrant vegetables, diverting his pent-up energy, into his food. "When has it become a crime to ask questions?" "You can ask questions but try to make it a bit less uncomfortable." "Whatever. Answer my question." "My dad is King Jalen, the werewolf King," Craig's dad gasped in surprise "Craig, why didn't you tell me she was the werewolf king's daughter?" Craig stuttered, not meeting his dad's gaze. "It escaped my mind. She… she's the werewolf king's daughter." "I see," King Craigislav said. A surge of annoyance hit me and my feet kicked Craig under the table.

Surely, this was a pack member or from her beloved's royal clan. "My..." she hiccuped. Poor child. "My daddy went with the white king." Oh. Vampire then. She looked up for guidance from the head of her security team. Blank faces stared back at her. "Do you know her father?" She addressed the leader. The man's brows furrowed. Apparently, not. "What's your dad's name, baby?" She bent down to carry the young vampire. "It's John." She mumbled, sucking her thumb adorably.

She steps away from me, towards my father as she adds, “And let me remind you, I am the only child of Alpha Donovan Stone and Luna Penelope Fox of the Moon Stone Pack. This pack that you have here… these lands are rightfully mine. When you take that into consideration… does the Black Night Pack even exist? You never rightfully purchased these grounds you walk on. This land belongs to me.” Goddess, she’s incredible. She stands tall as she talks to my father, her voice never wavers, and she knows that she’s proved her point. Even both of her parents watch her in awe. She walks back towards me and says, “As far as marking goes,” She touches the spot where my neck meets my collarbone and whisper

Jade said. "Did you tell the King about it?" Queen Seria asked. "I tried My Queen. I told the King. Yet, when she returned, he welcomed her with open arms". Jade said. "You don't mean it! I knew those witches had my son under a spell. Because how could he lock his mother up this way?" Queen Seria said. "Don't worry My Queen. Soon enough, you'll be out of here and that spell will be broken". Jade said. "How? Those witches will stop at nothing to see the throne in ruins. They have already succeeded in killing my daughter. I'm now left with my three sons". Queen Seria said, sorrowfully.

“She's the daughter of the royal witch line and the voice of her people. Not a vampire. Therefore she is the problem of the witches. My problem. I do not have to ask permission to deal with her.” “Am I hearing this correctly?” A large, lumberjack-looking man with curly brown hair and amber eyes bellowed as he strolled into the room, interrupting the argument. “Werewolf, “ Saber whispered to her as she eyed both him and the thin, elegant-looking man with long straight red hair, pointed ears, and purple eyes gliding in behind him. “This girl is the daughter of the Vampire King. Making her a royal member of two factions regardless of which direction she turned. Even if she wasn’t his daughter,

Her mother was a powerful witch, and her father was the strongest vampire known. The curse was placed on my ancestor Lorenzo who fell in love with a peasant, and his father forbade their love and shipped Gemma off to the states. Gemma was devastated that Lorenzo didn't come for her; Gemma soon moved on and found Hugo. They had a daughter together named Caliana. Lorenzo found Gemma after some time, but what he did was unthinkable, and he killed Caliana at the age of one. She was asleep in her bed. But Lorenzo didn't know that Gemma was a solid and powerful being; Gemma cursed all of Lorenzo's descendants, the heirs to the throne. Cursing the Caputo men with Caliana as our mate. So when the he

I grinned like an idiot and took the stuffed flower bouquet from Elayne. "Thanks." Then I went quiet, eyes glued to my phone. Elayne slid her hand over the screen. "Don't look at that." I shook my head. "It's fine. I'm not mad." The camera zoomed in—Mom and some girl in the pic. Caption: [Valentine's Day with my daughter, Tia.] Elayne gave me that look—like she was trying to read my mind. I forced a smile. "I know her. Tia was in the bed next to Dad. She's an orphan. Got better thanks to donations.

Her whispers got through to his ears, as his wolf flopped down, listless, silver eyes dulling and a drop of tears fell to his fur. “I don’t hate you.” Lancer quietly retorted, biting his lower lip. Ana's eyes curved, still with no sparkles like she once had. Just something… that of being relieved. One that children this age should have never learned, but was forced to learn. And it’s because of him.. that his daughter becomes a wolfless being on their pack, future bleak as she is to be ostracized and outcasted at her coming of age. “...” “So can you not be my dad anymore?”