Daughters From Despicable Me Novels & Stories

Like he was peering into my soul, unraveling my heart. “Now act romantic!” Meimei ordered gleefully. “Like other mommies and daddies do!” Visaris cleared his throat, visibly thrown. “You’re a little too smart for your age, you know that?” She flipped her curls with mock pride. “I’m the daughter of the most powerful Lycan King. Obviously, I’m smarter than other kids.” He couldn’t help but smile. A real one. The kind that crept in despite himself.

Selene shouted furiously. “Yes! Yes! I can tell from your voice it’s definitely you! You… Why do you look so ugly! Haha, your head is filled with big purple lumps, like a purple Pokemon. Ah, oh my goodness, you’re going to make me cry from your ugliness! Haha!” Minerva started making fun of Selene and forgot about Sabrina and Aino. This was a perfect opportunity to run. And yet, Minerva blocked the doorway, so the mother and daughter could only stare dryly at the exit, and they could not escape.

Emilia whined, slumping onto the chair and flinging her designer's bag carelessly on his table. She had always been untidy so acting thoughtlessly wasn't strange to her father anymore, after all they were the same with evil etched in the fabrics of their hearts. Leonardo's eyes shone with surprise as he lowered himself on the chair opposite his daughter. "Melissa is a bitch? What has she done?" He asked worriedly and right there she broke into a sob. "She's the woman who's trying to take Dexter away from me, father. I hate her so much and I can't wait to do to her what I did to Lorraine. She reminds me so much of Lorraine."

Lucy moaned against my lips as we kissed passionately at the fire exit of the building, where Amara’s party was in full swing. It was just eight in the evening. Lucy and I just came back from upstairs after we put our little girl to bed because she fell asleep in my arms. Luciana Aila, or Lily. Our five-year-old daughter. The one we conceived in the underworld. The Underworld Princess of Mischief. My hand landed on Lucy’s ass and I squeezed it hard before I felt a presence behind me, as Lucy did. We immediately untangled ourselves from each other and turned our bodies around, where we saw Amara standing a few feet away, looking at us.

I stared at my sleeping princess and a smile spread across my lips. "Maleficent. Maleficent Alexia Wilson." I said, glancing back at Kane to gauge his reaction. He had a big smile on his face as he looked at me with love and adoration. "Beautiful! Just like her!" I sighed happily and looked back at my beautiful daughter, Maleficent.

The mother was 5' 10" and matched by her oldest, Sophia who was 21. Her other two, Rachel at 20 and Megan who was 19, were just an inch shorter. He smiled as he thought of Catherine's amazing blue eyes which often held a mischievous spark. It usually appeared with a sexy grin and the most delightful wrinkles on the bridge of her slim nose. She was truly gorgeous and it still stunned him that she was in love with him. She was all lean muscle and svelte curves from her swimming and her daughters were equally fit though he thought they chose martial arts to stay that way. Each daughter had been blessed with their mother's looks, eye and hair coloring, and the resemblance was definitely strong b

"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."