Evil Queen Daughter Novels & Stories

Few days after the party, the twin sisters left for the space, where Ina carefully laid her only daughter, her face ruined and so was her skin, she look unbearably ugly, she sat close to it and so was Odo, " Now i see your pain sister, though before now, i had no clue that you have a daughter, and your daughter is Morolake, also known as, the witch Queen, who had brought terrors upon the water, the land, and even many human dimensions, they came up and united upon her, and we all know, that no matter how small these human may look, even Olodumare fear their unify decision. I may not know the real reason behind her battle, but I am sure she is guilty, and that is why, even the great holy Jugu

Ivan arched an eyebrow, skeptical. “Divine instinct. As if her blood remembered how to do it. It wasn’t learned. It was inherited. Etched into her as part of the soul.” Maksim stared at his son. “She isn’t just a descendant of Goddess Morrigan… She is a direct Daughter.” Ivan fell silent, his jaw tight. “A living Daughter of Morrigan. That explains why the Council is so divided. Half fear her, half want to possess her.” “And both sides are wrong,” Maksim growled. “Did you see the way she looked at the bodies? There was no pleasure, no guilt. Only weight. She knows what she carries. And even so, she didn’t hesitate.”

"My order is that you move right this instant, Asalan commanded. If the words of Xisuthra were right, then he had to see for himself. His daughter was dying out of nowhere, and the strange woman on the floor was not making any sense at all, but he just knew he needed to find the right way to fix the mess immediately before words got out. Reluctantly, Xisuthra moves his body and allows Asalan to move closer to see the woman on the floor. He sees the striking resemblance of his daughter to the woman on the floor. His shock overwhelms him, as he can't comprehend what is going on.

"Pity. You cannot do anything to me. Infact, you need me." "How dare you insinuate—" "Without an anchor to the mortal realm, you'd be gone in a day. Two at the most." The woman waved a bored hand, then jerked her chin towards the cauldron. "I can see you were trying to perform a ritual. The Ritual of Infernal Transformation, perhaps?" Aosoth gritted her teeth. "It failed." "Figures." "My daughter is one of yours now." She spat. "A Hunter,"

My smile widens at his words. "Stop stalling, Amelia. Throw out what's repressing you from the inside out at once." She crosses her arms, making her breasts stand out more, and I drop my gauze, wondering what color her pout is. Damn, focus! She is the daughter of the enemy. It must be a card out of the deck. She is his ex-wife's younger sister and last but not least, she is eighteen years old. "What happened?" I resolve to cut to the chase and avert my eyes from temptation. His face turns into a disgusted frown, but he's still looking at me.

"So have you finally thought about my proposal?" the sister of the emperor, who was formerly known as Princess Analize was now Duchess Orden, said to Arthur in the imperial palace who was currently sitting on the large chair as the emperor while she sat for the guest's seat "Are you sure you want this? I think Duke Maxwell's eldest son Damon was against the idea of tying him up with my daughter knowing how he reacts when my daughter gets overly obsessive towards him" Arthur, the emperor, said worrying about his daughter's behavior

Mom asks out of partial curiosity as she sinks into the couch, her legs crossed on the island table. "She's old, full of wrinkles, and can barely lift a cup, and me?" I give a little twirl, "I am young, succulent, and beautiful. A typical Aphrodite's rebirth and might I add, a goddess in bed." I wink at the last part and she makes a gagging expression. "You need prayers, Adelina," she shakes her head, "In fact, you are a lost cause. A full session of exorcism can't even save you."

I smiled at my parents. "We lived together for so many years, I put in so much effort, but never made you feel happy. Now your biological daughter has returned, and you can finally experience happiness. How impressive." She shrieked, "What are you talking about? Of course we'll be happy, after all, we're truly family with blood bonds!" "If you say so. Why so defensive?" The pack council members conducting the ritual exchanged knowing glances. They were all my combat companions. They knew her habitual lies to trap families.

Surrounding him were intricate runes that glowed faintly, etched into the floor with blood and pulsing with whatever remnant of magic was left. "Eva?" She mused aloud. "The name seems to ring a bell." Then she clicked her fingers. "Wait, is that not the stillborn I resurrected at the maternity center? The daughter of the bitch who poisoned my Bo to her death?" Ophelia nodded solemnly, her expression troubled. "Yes, Supreme, Eva was the stillborn child you returned to the mortal plane," she confirmed. "Daughter of Adele Dumont." Adele chuckled. "I see she raised her daughter to be as vile as she is. The girl must hold resentment, thinking she is a fake. My revenge was worth the wait."

Emaline began her story, “I saw him and his dad on the night my parent died. He was there. They attacked us and even when the rain began, they still went ahead to kill our people brutally, and even after my sister and I were sent to the orphanage, you still came for us and the spell… the s-spell–” Emaline cried. She fell, sitting on the ground as she wept. My Dad muttered, “Your aura is oddly familiar but subtle. Whose daughter are you?” It took more than three minutes for Emaline to respond. She wiped her face as she rose to her feet, announcing, “I am the first daughter of Alpha Queen Isabella of the…” No one allowed Emaline to complete her statements. The gasps that came after her announc