Hazbin Hotel Carmilla Daughters Novels & Stories

She froze when our eyes met. It seemed she knew what was going on between Dylan and me. She wasn't even surprised to see me. Her face was blank as she looked at me. I couldn't stop thinking about the past. The scene was the same as when I left the mansion. "Wow! Look, Mom! A school bus!" Thalia shook my hand and pointed to the yellow bus that had stopped in front of the car we were in. The little girl I saw at the mall got off the bus. She was Dylan and Dayana's daughter.

She then climbed up the cabinet and when she saw that Logan was still looking at her, she sighed and said, “Of course I did. Did I not tell you? I was the server of the Goddess of Magic and the light witch with an exorbitant amount of mana can only be the daughter of the Goddess of Magic.” She then turned to look at Levy and said, “I hate to admit it but we have been waiting for you to return such that Goddess of Magic would stop feeling angry.” “She is angry?” Levy asked with a frown to which Carla rolled her eyes again and twitched her whiskers. “If not? That witch was her daughter and her pride. She was killed under her watch …if not do you think that we light witches would be living in t

Vellamo Heliano opens her purple eyes slowly and looked at the person kneeling before her. Carissa Vasileiou was the daughter of the hunter's king. She was also the child she trained when she was on the run from the werewolves as well as the vampires. The hunters shielded her when she wanted protection and she trained Carissa in return. That was why Carissa knows how to cast even the most difficult spell of the hunters. She also learns of thousand knowledge and strategies from her.

"They've been operating in secret for centuries, hiding their time, building resources." "Why strike now?" "Because of you." He turned on the laptop to show me files, photographs, and surveillance footage. "When you challenged the Council, when you broke Aldric's power, when you started the school... You proved Daughters were dangerous. Powerful enough to reshape supernatural society." "So they decided to eliminate us." "Not just Daughters. All of us." Torres pulled up more files. "They believe supernatural beings are abominations. Wolves, vampires, witches, all of them. The Daughters are just the beginning. Once they've eliminated your kind, they'll move on to the rest."

“The… The… Ahem! I mean… According to the rules of the Garcia clan, traitors are to be put to instant death… Including their family members.” Carla goes pale at Hattos’ words and even takes a few steps back as I approach her steadily. My heart is trying to pound out of my rib cage, but I steeled my resolve and backed her against the wall. Now that she has no other place to run to, I am so close to her that the only thing separating us is the clothes on our bodies. “You think the Hernandez clan is a place you can walk in and out of as you please? You really are Clark Davidson’s daughter. Ever the deserter, huh?” I see fear, panic, anger, resignation, and a host of other emotions flash past he

Will they stop the war that is coming or are they the start of it? My name is Scarlett King, and I am nearly eighteen. I am the first daughter of the Vampire king Dominic and his Werewolf Queen Seraphina. I am a hybrid of both vampire and werewolf, so I have the traits from both, even though my vampire is slightly stronger. My wolf Ruth is a healer. She heals me if I get injured and she loves helping and healing others. My vampire Cara she is hard to describe. She is very quiet, cunning, and can be very cryptic when wanting me to do something. I found out recently that as part of being a hybrid; I have a special gift, not that I would call it that. I would call it a curse, as I can get glimp

“No offense, but haven’t we gone over this already? We’re all aware that Carden has been placed in charge of the girl.” “It shouldn’t matter who takes her. She’s the enemy. And I’m perfectly capable of dealing with a conwoman and her monster daughter.” Greggory hisses. He senses the conversation getting away from him. “She summons demons. Sees your worst fear with a single touch. Responsible for handfuls of murders. She should be put down, not paraded around.” His words suck all the air out of the room. He has no idea who he’s talking about. He has no idea that he’s bashing the daughter of a fallen soldier. Enemy or not.

I replied sarcastically, "The daughter of Kazius and a werewolf would undoubtedly have a special power, she would be different." Daemon added, continuing, "They have restricted the child’s power, especially since she is a hybrid. Her power will only manifest when she reaches 21 years old." My next question was, "What happened then, Daemon?" He continued, "Kaos took revenge, especially since his mate left him. He went to his uncle, angrily proclaiming, 'Your daughter gave birth to that Kazius, to that hybrid.' Kaos decided to kill the child, justifying that she is a hybrid and a child of a powerful hybrid werewolf and an original-blood werewolf."

"You look... your system is running cold. What happened down there? Talk to me." Carmilla didn't pull away. For a fleeting second, she let her head fall heavily against Astrid’s warm palms, her dead lungs letting out a long, shuddering sigh of complete surrender to the heat. "The Council," Carmilla whispered, her melodic voice cracking slightly. "They subjected me to the Sanguine Basin. Lady Cynthia Bathory used her invasive blood magic to crawl through my veins, searching for your energy signature."

I was the host that day, yet I didn't receive a single glance from my mother, as if I were her enemy instead of her daughter. During a break, I went to the restroom and accidentally overheard a conversation between Wendy and her friend. Her tone was smug, as if she had pulled off some grand feat. "Luckily, your uncle holds a high position at that old witch's company and helped me gather her preferences! Now that I've successfully become her daughter, you all can expect some benefits in the future!" Her friend chimed in, "I heard she hates pick-me girls, so you'd better not get caught! Haha… just thinking about how easy it is to manipulate that old hag makes me laugh!"