Devil's Daughter Name Novels & Stories

She paused and swallowed a big lump. "He's the King of Hell. Lucifer Morningstar." Aurora's eyes went wide in shock. She was not able to digest her words. Because she has read about him. And she knows that He's the Devil. King of hell. And now it comes out that she is his daughter. Devil's daughter. Princess of the hell. "I'm a Devil?" Aurora asked her in disbelief. She still couldn't believe what she just heard. "I'm sorry, I had my reason to hide this from you."

“Kill them all” I mean every fucken’ word. I came back to bury my father and had no intentions of going against any of them, but they had to push me into this. It was the same with my father. He became the devil because they killed his wife first, his retaliation earned him the nickname, but they made him that way. Well, I am the devil’s daughter and I will be damned if I let them get away with this. “No!” The objection comes from the person I least expected.

Abruptly, he pulled away from her, storming across the room. A rush of cold air replaced his warmth as a confusing twist of disappointment settled in her stomach. She hadn’t actually wanted him to kiss her. Had she? “All the women here are my daughters. They obey my commands and I care and protect them. You are now Daughter Thirteen. Forget your past life. It is gone.” “No! My name is Devon.” “Your name is Thirteen,” he bit out. “The sooner you accept that, the better off it will be for you.”

Whenever he thought about the King's daughter, there was a storm inside him. - She?- Cassius asked him calmly. - This Demetria. What do we know about her? She is the daughter of the Dragon King. Nothing from his blood can be good. - Devin looked around, but before anyone had a chance to react, Cassius grabbed him and lifted him in the air. - Do you need to be reminded that I share the same blood with my brother? - He asked through his greeted teeth. His eyes shone gold. Devin crossed the line, and he knew about it.

“Really?” April nodded, her smile widening. “Really. What’s your name?” “Lily,” the little girl replied with a grin, her earlier worry forgotten. “Lily Darkclaw.” April’s heart skipped a beat. Darkclaw. Her mind immediately raced with possibilities. Was this Lucifer's daughter? Did he have a child with Isabella ? or is she Jessica and Mikhail's daughter? She couldn’t help the curiosity bubbling inside her. But then she noticed a familiar figure approaching—Jessica. The girl’s mother.

I and Paul asked in unison. "Deville's the daughter of the man that our father killed and banished because he was afraid that he could stand up one day and fight against him, when he was killed, hie people became rogues and waited until his daughter was off age and she was trained for the day that she would reclaim the lands for her people... "How then did I never meet her?"

His name is Declan and he is the Alpha of the blue moon pack, his mate is Avalon and she is a Dokar witch, both are strong names so it is only befitting that their daughter gets an equally strong one. Alessia.

There's a distinct way that the devil uses to call her child, each one's different from the other, sometimes she calls them by giving a secret message on a portion of restaurant food, or have a paper airplane fly over you, the most brutal was when she sent a voodoo doll with pins on its forehead and a picture of the person she wanted to summon. She's always creatively dangerous, and Misha tried to distance herself from her. As far as she knows, she handpicked those she wanted to be her children, and without any objection or what from her chosen, they'll become her children. As far as she knows, there are only four of them: Blanche, Astolfo, Justice, and Serpent. She hasn't met Justice and Se

She circled behind him, dragging the blade across his shoulder, just enough to wake him again. He coughed. “You won’t kill me. You want names.” She leaned close, mouth near his ear. “I don’t need names.” He blinked through the pain. “Then why...” “I want you to understand,” she whispered, plunging the blade into his gut with slow, grinding force, “what happens when the devil sends a daughter instead of a demon.” He cried out. This time it wasn’t bravado. It was surrender. Talana held the hilt steady.

"Especially family members." "I could forcefully enter and you won't be able to stop me, you know that right?" I got up instantly, needing to see who it was at the door. I pushed open it, coming face to face with her. She doesn't need an introduction. Camila De Luca, a.k.a Belladonna. The De Luca's only daughter and a certified psychopath at heart. In our world, she was not to be trifled with. In other words, she was worse than even me, the devil's spawn.