Daughters Of The Seven Seas Novels & Stories

I put my six-year-old daughter in my mother-in-law’s hands as I was busy with an overseas project. Every month, I would send her 20,000 dollars in allowance, not including holiday cash gifts. My mother-in-law would always talk about how well my daughter ate and slept during every video call. In the video, a feast was always laid before my daughter. So when her teacher claimed that she had fainted out of hunger during class, my first thought was that she must have called the wrong number. I rushed back home and headed straight to the hospital. The doctor said that my daughter was suffering from long-term malnutrition and her weight was far below the average. She also had severe post-trau

Now, I just had to figure out how to navigate the complexities of this new development and ensure that our kingdom remained stable and prosperous. I turned to face the Datu, my eyes scanning the room with a stern gaze. "You have all heard the babaylan's words," I said, my voice firm and authoritative. "My daughter, Hara Dayang, is pregnant with the soon-to-be rightful heir to the throne. I will not tolerate any further discussion or dissent about her lineage or her ability to rule." My voice carried across the room, silencing the Datu's whispers and murmurs. "From this day forward, I warn you all: any further attempts to undermine my daughter's authority will be met with swift and severe con

“Oh yay, you guys should come to the house so you can introduce her to everyone.” Sarah looked back at me and I rubbed a circle on her back, “Amelia and her husbands are good friends of mine.” “More than friends.” Sin purred as he rang up the items, I wanted to throttle the demon. I knew that I couldn’t that might scare Sarah away and I didn’t want that. “Sin,” Marcus growled. “Fine, I’ll behave.” He grumbled, lifting the bag up and handing it to me. “Sin’s right.” Amelia said, a soft smile on her face. Reminding me that she was like a mother to everyone in the flock. “Kane is more like family.”

The night had settled over the city, soft and luminous, with lights shimmering like fireflies across the river. Lucian and I stood on our balcony, hands entwined, watching the world below. Our daughters—Aria, Arianna, and Arian—were finally asleep, their soft breathing a reminder of the life we had built together, a life full of love, laughter, and the quiet resilience that only comes from surviving storms.

“The Celestial Waters alpha, Alpha Varuna, was defiant. He had ten children lost. He could not; however, forget sweet Cordelia, the omega maiden mated to Alpha Malakai.” My father said in a serious tone. “All the children of the Celestial Waters are my sons and daughters. Each like the precious pearls we pluck from the sea. You have my children and my heart breaks, but I cannot stand for your tyranny just to mend my own heart. You have already been careless with one of my precious rare pearls, throwing it away like the goddess means nothing.” My father nobly recited Alpha Varuna’s speech.

"Our mate bond is sacred. The Goddess herself chose us. Don't you feel the pull even now?" "Stop with the empty gestures. Father, if you don't sign the severance documents, we'll take this matter to the pack council." I turned to leave, and Mother grabbed me. "You just got back—where are you going?" "Didn't you notice I didn't bring any luggage?" I sneered. "You really don't care at all, do you? I have a condition triggered by extreme cold, and you didn't notice a thing. Mother, you're even more disappointing than I imagined."

Seems like something a King would do if you ask me. We follow the procession down to the shores of Atlesper where Eisa, Thanos and many of the remaining guards are lined up, some holding the banners of our kingdom. My mother and father step forward, stretching out their right hands as sections of the surface of the water take a solid rectangular shape and rise into the air. Cole and Andromeda’s families step forward and place each litter down onto the solid water platforms and step back. My parents turn to face everyone with sombre expressions, and I can tell my mother has been crying.

It’s the only one of its kind and was given to her just yesterday on her eighteenth birthday, it used to belong to her Grandmother the previous Queen. “How do I look mom?” she twirled to show her mom how she looked, her hair long black hair flowing, Cora is close to tears and hugs her daughter close. She hopes her daughter finds her mate, a Prince in one of the other three factions. The Merworld is made up of four factions. Andora the North, Makara the East, Delmare the South, and Bloom the West. Not all merfolk live in the sea but rather live near the sea close to their faction.

They reached the Holkar sea which was known to be the largest to sail through. Sometimes men go missing because of the treacherous sea beasts and blowing-amulet sirens. They were all prepared for this sea which would take a week to cross. Holkar was the fifth and most dangerous sea among the seven seas before South. Finlay ensured Ophelia didn't leave the room. Thankfully she had regained her memory, but he couldn't risk having her out there anymore. After what Alexander made her suffer.

Consummated something that had always felt theoretical. Now she was my wife in every sense. And I was terrified of losing her. The pilot’s voice came through the cabin speakers, announcing we were halfway across the Atlantic. The lights dimmed further, the city lights far below replaced by endless darkness. I imagined the world down there continuing as if nothing was happening. They did not know that the Don of two mafias was sitting in a private jet, terrified of a woman who slept beside him. I leaned back and stared at the darkness outside the window.