How To Be A Dark Hero's Daughter Novels & Stories

she asked, pronouncing gorgeous wrong. Riley’s uncle looked at me and smiled, absolutely charming. “Absolutely stunning,” he said. It wasn’t easy to make me blush but he somewhat achieved it. The kind of man I typically ended up in bed or say, in a street race with after a long night was nothing like the man my daughter chose to bring to me. He was cleaned up and looked responsible instead of rugged and grungy. My eyes followed my daughter as she ran back to his car and opened the door to his backseat. “Liyah?” I called for her, confused.

"Caught by a rogue alpha. Raped. Left pregnant." Father made a sound like a dying wolf. "That's right, 'Father.' I'm not yours. I'm the child of my mother's shame." "The daughter she raised on hatred." Mother's claws drew blood. "The dark magic? Tell me." "Mother found the grimoire. Learned its secrets." "Taught me everything. For revenge." Her eyes gleamed with madness. "Sweet little Scarlett, so proud of her wolf at twelve." "So easy to corrupt. To drain. To destroy."

You must learn what she is… what she will be. The Shadow Goddess’s shadow shifted closer, coalescing into a darker, more defined form. Its edges still moved and twisted, but now it had presence, weight, intent. I am what was denied. I am the darkness you refused to see. And she, your daughter, is the bridge to my return.

" Well, you aught to. But your heart might feel otherwise. As for Mira, she has your face and eyes. How could I ever hate someone with your blood and flesh, even if her other half was that of the Dark Devil. " He sat down beside Kiara. She was staring into oblivion. " They will be coming back. They will come back stronger. I will need my powers. I cannot let my daughter face this by herself. I was the one responsible . I brought her into this. I must be the one to clear it. " When she finished talking Yvonne took her hand and squeezed it. " What are you willing to do Kiara? The Dark Lord will never stop until he gets what he wants. Are you willing to... "

“Silas Darkthorn woke up one morning and decided to come up with the story of having a daughter. Why can't we do it?” “Because we are not Silas Darkthorn. I am not Silas Darkthorn,” he clenched. “Even if it's for a good cause?” He looked at me for another second long before he threw his face away without saying a word. “I have been told by someone. To take down a monster, sometimes you have to step into the ring and become a monster yourself. We cannot allow Silas Darkthorn to continue to torment people. It was your innocent daughter, which innocent girl would it be again? Please help me…”

Dark cried sharply, “Who do you think you are?! How dare you say that in my face! Do you know what you are saying? If I don’t break you today, you won’t know how to respect your elders!” She raised her voice so high that she both looked and sounded like a shrieking witch. Her body trembled all of a sudden and a terrifying icy cold aura erupted from her. Hector and the others were shocked. They did not expect Dark to be this terrifyingly powerful. Her daughter, Shadow, was already powerful enough. She was ruthless when she beat up the executives of Sky Ocean Corporation. No one was her match. Now, the mother seemed to be much stronger than the daughter. “Young Man, before I get extremely mad,

It wasn't just a simple matter. "Speak..." I muttered in a faint voice. Beta Poppy lifted her eyes to me. "You and Alpha Lucia had been in poor health since the death of your father. Your mother had no other choice, but to use dark power to sustain your life and enhance her own abilities in order to lead the pack," she revealed. My pupils turned into a dot, hearing the truth from her. Everything they were saying about me is true... The rumors are true... There is really forbidden dark magic inside me and my mother's body...

The thought of his boy abandoned in the past, unaware of the perilous future unfolding, made his blood run cold. On the other side of the battlefield, Lara faced the Queen of Darkness, Thana, whose very presence sent a chill through the air. The dark queen stood tall and menacing, her black cloak flowing like shadowed tendrils, her eyes glowing with malice. Lara, though outmatched in sheer dark power, summoned every ounce of her hybrid wolf-vampire heritage. Her heart pounded with fury and hope as she locked eyes with the woman who had stolen their son, the one who had caused so much suffering. This fight was not just about strength—it was about reclaiming everything Thana had taken.

"Now you're ready." Somewhere, deep in the darkness... Sister Helena was bound to a stone chair, her body surrounded by a blood-red magic circle. In front of her, Ilyana stood with a triumphant smile. "Now we see," she whispered softly. "How far Elara Blaise will go to save you." And with a single movement of the hand, the room was enveloped in pitch-black shadows. The real battle was just beginning. Raven stood in the centre of the room with a turbulent heart. Her breath was ragged, but her eyes were filled with a newly awakened determination.

"And the old magic? The stirring shadows? You said the world will burn." "The world will change. Burn is a strong word." He almost smiled. "But the old magic is waking, and it will not be controlled. Your daughter is the key to that magic. Not because I chose her. Because she chose herself. She was born with both light and shadow, and that makes her special." "She is a baby." "She is the future." The First Wolf began to fade. "Protect her, Elif Demir. Love her. Teach her to be strong and kind and brave. And when she is ready, let her make her own choice."