Daughter Of The Pirate King Series Novels & Stories

"Just picture it, in an age when women are waking up to their power. A mother financially tormenting her only daughter. If you nail this story, think of the payoff!" Her hesitation crumbled to dust. A true journalist would never pass up a story with real value. Three days later, the announcement hit the video platform. Celebrated educational influencer Jessica Lowell was set to unveil a groundbreaking live documentary series titled, 'Cruel Mom Refuses $80 Allowance, Poor Daughter in Trouble.' My daughter, Evelyn Smith, and I had both signed on for the reality show, agreeing to let cameras follow us around the clock for a full week. No filters, no edits–just raw, unvarnished life.

The swearing seethes her throat while her fingers grip the chains. The king walks over to an empty table. Both of his hands slowly wrap around his collar and strip away the shirt which shows his bare chest and back. His skin is not plagued with scars like most of the men in the Valadin fort or the city of Kales. Instead, he mostly has a better body than others. The man folds the shirt neatly and places it on the table. He does the same with the black and red pants that he wore, slowly taking them off along with the white cloth undergarments he wears. He folds the articles of fabrics before placing them neatly upon the table then turning back to the pirate. Already, that prick of his grows in

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.

let me start from the beginning, keep an open mind my baby it will all make sense in just a short time. I told you about your father and how much we loved each other but his family was angry he and I married, they made him choose between me or their family and he left not knowing I was pregnant. That was mostly true, what I didn't tell you is I am the daughter of a king and he is the son of another. take a deep breath baby, I'm so sorry. I am the daughter Of king Elio Rossi. The king of all North American wolf shifters. Your fathers dad is King Arlo Tobe of the North American Vampires.

"I don't believe we have been properly introduced. I AM Keena Lyall. Daughter of King Erebus and the Hybrid Queen Ella Lyall. And you are making a very big mistake." Jarek's father looks at my hand and pushes it away. "You are an unimportant daughter of a washed up King and his abomination of a wife. Your parents will give me what I ask for or you will die. Simple enough." "If I die," I slide a sly grin across my lips, "I am taking your son with me."

“And you have kissed the Alpha King, Grace. But you still look so unhappy. I don’t think I’ve ever even seen you smile. Like a real, happy smile. Tell me, Grace, if you aren’t trying to steal my throne and aren’t part of some crazy conspiracy, tell me what do you want, Grace?” I frowned. What did I want? I didn’t know. Nobody had ever asked such a question before. My own father hadn’t even cared about what I wanted. He kept me locked in a prison on nothing but the words of Kinsley. He hated that I ruined his image of a perfect family. I

"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

Same man that had caused so much pain and chaos to so many werewolves because of his selfish and crazy ambition to dominate. His smile remained, but his eyes held some wildness that told me just how crazy he was. "I've been looking forward to seeing you..." His smile turned sinister. "Considering you held my daughter hostage and treated her like she was crap." Daughter. I held his daughter? The pieces finally clicked. Cerena was the daughter of the Rogue king. That's why she was important to them. That's why the rogues and Karen were ready to place their lives on the line for her.

“I can and will address you however I like. Just because your daughter has been seen talking with the king doesn’t make you any higher than an omega.” Isla stifled a smile. “So this is what this is about. Look Madam Negro, I didn’t force my daughter to the royal family. I didn’t beg the Vampire King to take an interest in her. I didn’t ask him to race with her. She won, in the eyes of many, and unlike you with all your acclaimed status, I’ll forever be the mother of the girl who raced against the Vampire King and won. Due to my daughter’s brilliance, the king along with his family members have piqued interest in my daughter. She’s now sought by the queen herself.”

Other kids didn't have to listen to their parent's private affairs. Craig gazed outside the room. "The first King of Kings was the offspring of the Sea Witch Queen and the King of the Northern Pod. They appointed him that role because he was the most powerful King of all the ocean and could manipulate both land and sea. He saved them from disastrous times. His descendants inherited his power." "And, why was my father not a King of Kings?" "Because his father never mated a sorceress." Craig eyed my mother. "Is this necessary?"