Novel & Cerita Firekeeper's Daughter

It was the flame he'd been trying to hide from 'the traitor. "I come from a long line of witches Kiera. But we were different. We can't cast spells like other witches -some say it meant we were weak. We only have a particular strength we excelled in and could do well. My mother's was making illusions. She was the strongest there was. Apart from these strengths, we are special in another way. Keepers. We are keepers, Kiera. Our lineage has been tasked with helping souls move from this realm into the next. Be it to Tartarus or to the Elysian field. It is our job to help them move on. But there must be only one keeper, and until the death of one, another shall not rise. My daughter was not will

"When I was living in the human world, I met my best friend. She was like a twin sister to me sent from above. We had great memories together, but..." "But?" he asked, his brows furrowing as he stared at me. "Her name is Hazel. It turns out that she's the daughter of Mr. Calderon, the leader of all the hunters who were killing half of the population of the wolves. They became wealthy because of selling the wolves to the black market, chopping their bodies up for their personal desires." "How did you know that she's the daughter of that hunter?"

I look at him, confused, when Aura growls and I jump, turning to look at her. “Who has?” I ask. Not taking my eyes off Aura, who is on the surface of Destinee. “The Harbinger of Death. Fenrir locked him away years ago. He brings death wherever he goes. If he has been released, then he is coming here. He will bring his army with him.” I gasp, shaking my head. He means to kill her, my daughter. I grip the shell necklace around my neck as I feel the power in it pulse under my palm. It feels warm and I feel calm.

He looked at me, tears gathering at the corners of his eyes. “You saw too much. Even if you don’t remember it, he does. And he… he latched onto you. Obsessed, even. And when I ran, it wasn’t just to protect myself. It was to protect you.” I felt the floor tilt beneath me. Me? A child? “What… what did I see?” I whispered. My father squeezed his eyes shut. “You saw the moment he realized he’d been caught. You screamed. You stopped him. If it weren’t for you, the judge’s daughter would be dead. That scream saved her life… but it destroyed his plan.”

"But he already has the fire, Mercedes. Is that possible?" Oh! I looked at it because what he said was true. I have the fire. That is not possible. It's confusing. Nana looked at him with a smile, Still not letting go of my hand. "Celeste has never been a Keeper of fire, she is Aaron's daughter so naturally she had it. The power of Maldivate is for her." She looked at me, the true colors of her eyes came back. "You are the chosen one of the earth, Hija. May you take good care of it."

​"You cannot transform into a wolf—you are pure, untainted strength—but you have the power to break her. To protect the Key until she is ready for the ritual." ​Kael looked at his "father," his heart completely cold. ​Darius didn't know that Kael had already found her. He didn't know that the "monster" he wanted Kael to capture was the same girl who smiled at strangers and drew storm clouds in her notebook. ​"I will bring her to you," Kael said, the massive lie tasting like copper in his mouth. He forced his expression to remain completely blank, burying the sudden, protective urge that flared deep in his chest at the mere thought of delivering me into his father's ruthless hands.

"How dare you come back here?" Her voice was flat without any trace of emotion. "And you brought this... dirty child with you?" "Mom!" Rick stepped forward and shielded us behind him, his voice turning cold. "The girl's name is Tina Rivers, my daughter. And this is Mandy Rivers, my wife." "Wife?" Rachel scoffed, then slammed the table and pointed at my face. "I'll never acknowledge her! A woman who only causes trouble and raises a lying daughter is unworthy of being my daughter-in-law!"

Mom's face went pale. She gripped the mic, her voice shaking. "Wh-What... what is this? Is this donor cadaver really my daughter, Charlotte?" She stared at Elayne, frozen in disbelief. Elayne took a shaky breath. "Yes. The cadaver in front of you... it's Charlotte." The mic slipped from Mom's hand, slamming to the floor with a sharp, earsplitting crack. People in the audience flinched, hands flying to their ears.

I have one question. It stopped. What? If my daughter is the Keeper... what am I? The Beginning smiled. You are what every Keeper needs. I frowned. A Guardian? No. A mother. The portal began closing. Cassian grabbed my hand. Our daughter stood between us. For the first time, the darkness didn't frighten me. Because I understood. We weren't fighting for power anymore. We were fighting for her right to have a life. The portal disappeared. The First World became peaceful.

Irene’s fingers flew to her lips to cover her small smile. “You’re an alpha’s daughter, I presume?” Yvette smiled kindly at her. “You could say that,” she cocked her head to the side. Her father is an alpha who’s at the Celestial Realm. Irene had someone call Alpha Hunter who came inside with a nurse in a blink. She went to leave them as soon as she saw the alpha. She tends to forget how to breathe when she’s at his presence. “That was fast. Thank you,” Alpha Hunter stopped in front of her, effectively stopping her from leaving. He glanced at the slender lady who looked perfect in her scrub suit and blinked away. The mate pull is starting to work on him.