Daughters Of The Seven Seas Novels & Stories

I stood up with my belly on display. “I am Aurora Grayson. Recently I learned that I was not at all human as I’d spent my entire life believing, I learned about the supernatural realm, I learned about my parents and each one of you here. I learned that I am not just Aurora Grayson's future lawyer but I am actually Princess Aurora Grayson-Montaforta, hair to Westhaven Kingdom, Mate of Damon Montaforta, the hair to the throne of veiled valley. I am princess Aurora Grayson, soon to be mother to My Daughter. My Daughters name is Princess Thea, Lucia Montaforta She is the Hair of Veiled Valley and The Hair of Westhaven. Damon and My Mate bond will bring our kingdoms together Our daughter will ens

She wants everything to be perfect for her beloved father whom she had just reunited with. "...stop." Clyde interrupts her. "And you, my dear father, will get every clothing of this era; and I'm not saying that you need a simple one, but all styles of clothes, not sticking to that uniform of your servant. Objections are not allowed." Cass whips her head to her father, sternly saying that like scolding their child. "And when I say all, I mean ALL." Sebastian only sighed in defeat, since he is also at fault too. And when Cass decided something, no one can stop her, even her father.

Good that my father stopped any tendencies of a tidal waves in the human lands. "Your father did?" "Yeah. You've met him. Atlantis his name. The king of the ocean. I'm his daughter." "Wow." Daeira sounded tired but she really felt like cheering when meeting another friend. "Do you know the mermaids in Thule? Rona?"

Kion stood at the head of the table, hands clasped behind his back, eyes sharp enough to slice stone. “Reports have multiplied,” he said, voice smooth but carrying an edge meant to cut. “A woman walking upon the sea, glowing like the Moon itself. A phantom.” He paused, allowing the room to absorb the weight of the rumors. “The people whisper of her. Some even call her”—his lip curled—“The Sea’s Daughter.” Murmurs rose immediately. Fear. Excitement. Confusion. Becky Everglade rose from her seat almost eagerly, golden braid bouncing against her shoulder as she stepped closer to the table.

"But it's hearsay, it isn’t confirmed it was here." I glanced at Theon, who was silent. His back, which was towards us, was rigid as he stared out at the water. "There are only a few sirens who would have that much power." Cleo responded thoughtfully. "Yes, she must have been from the imperial family then. They say they can control the very sea and even the weather to do their bidding." Bobbie added, his voice ominous in the darkness that surrounded us. "The imperials. The one family that rules the seven seas…" Flynn sighed. "Let’s not talk about omens, come on, focus!"

So I was my father's daughter, but he hated me more than he hated his enemies, for reasons I didn't know. Sora, my handmaiden, sank next to me, the bed sinking with her weight and she propped me up, fixing the wooden brush in my silver hair, detangling the locs. We sat before the mirror, my furrowed gaze fixed on my reflection. “Princess Annora,” Sora called out, her head bowing courtly and her lips curled into a smile, “Perhaps your mate is yet to be born. I mean, he's the god of seven seas, with eyes as piercing as fish.”

“Pleasure seeing you as always, cousin. But we really must keep on our way…” “Before you’ve seen your sisters, Caterina? Oh my, they won’t be happy with that at all. No, I think you and your… mate, better come with me.” The smirk on her face made me see red. Caliope and Cassandra were twins and my half-sisters. The only daughters from my Father’s union with the Sea Witch. They were Até’s star pupils, performing their Siren roles as a pair rather than alone. Most of us resented our duties as a Siren. I made the end for the sailors who followed my call quick, and I liked to think I provided them something beautiful to look upon at the end if their mortal life.

Erica said and Clio nodded, “Yes, there are seven kingdoms like the ‘Kingdom of Heaven’,” Erica looked at Clio in shock, “Kingdom of Heaven? Is this place called Kingdom of Heaven?” she asked and Clio nodded. “Of course, there are Kingdom of Mountains, Night, Snow, Fire, Ocean, Heaven, and Underground” Clio said and Erica nodded with an impressed look on her face.

He scooped Melody into his arms and looked down at me, high and mighty. "Rosalia, you've gone too far this time. Stay here and think about what you've done." With that, he carried Melody away. Over his shoulder, she shot me a smug look. The sea breeze howled at me, chilling me to the bone. The island was completely desolate. Being left here was a death sentence. Just then, a familiar voice echoed in my head. "Five days until you exit this world." A bitter smile touched my lips. Maybe this was for the best. I was going to disappear anyway… Slipping away quietly like this might just be easier!

The day my daughter was fighting for her life, my wife, Shirley Hartley, was busy helping her childhood friend Oliver Burke get married. I called seventeen times. On my eighteenth try, she finally picked up. "Shirley, Nyssa's getting worse. The doctor says she needs life support now. They want twenty grand upfront. Where's the money?" Her voice turned ice-cold. "I used it. Oliver's wedding is coming up, and that stuff costs money. I'm not letting his fiancée's family look down on him. "Nyssa just has asthma, right? She coughs a little and suddenly they want twenty grand? Sounds like a scam." Nyssa lay in the hospital bed, her tiny face ghost-pale. Her eyes slowly opened. "Daddy, I wa