Romans & histoires How To Be A Dark Hero's Daughter

HE added in a metaphorical way that is enough for the four directions to understand what HE is saying and where everything is heading. “She who is the pure darkness of the two souls, where the other half is one from the original that wasn’t corrupted by Him.” HE laid the facts that none of them argued to throw against HIM. Nor they will ever dare to do so. “She is considered the perfect one. With the perfect life and luxury as the only daughter of an influential clan. She grows up with everything that she ever wanted. Treated like a princess, she always gets what she wants, until she was brought down from the pedestal in the year of their first day of high school in the prestigious Universit

The triplets’ twenty-first birthday party ended in a massacre. But there, in the middle of the ashes and blood, my daughter had just become the storm I had always feared… and that I now needed by my side. Because if Heros didn’t survive, it would be Darya who would set the entire world on fire to avenge her father. And I would be right there beside her.

That truth had driven me to the dark magic, to force the rise of my own blood above his. Now my daughter, Lyra, was manifesting the power I had given her. But she was doing it for another man—the same one who had pushed me into darkness in the first place. I would not allow it. I would not let Damien take everything from me. This time, I would not act rashly. I would plan. I would strategise. I would infiltrate, reclaim, and ensure nothing was left to chance. When I arrived at my lands, the gates opened wide for me. I stepped through them quickly. Everything I had set into motion was now within reach, and I would see it through to the end.

My dark brown hair styled and held with a super extra firm gel. Pretending to be a hero was easy. My vampire blood made it possible to harness my supernatural abilities in a way that made it seem like super powers. I could even fly without my wings. I hated being a ‘hero’, but it was a way to work for my father and help keep his plan on track. I smiled at Madison. I wished she’d died, now I had to give her to Anders. Not as one of his harem, but as his bride. She wasn’t good enough for him. She was our enemy.

If someone from my world ever found out about his, the truth about Lucas and his kind, the peace they’ve built would be gone in a heartbeat. So I have to go back. I have to become her again. Aurora Blake, daughter of power and influence. The girl who knows how to lie with a smile and walk through a storm without showing it touches her. I feel suffocated, but I don’t let it show. I can’t.

I am the daughter of a mafia lord, even though I didn't know that until a few months ago, I am a bad ass bitch who knows how to handle a gun, crossbow and can probably skin and filet a person's body if given the chance. I will not sit by and let them tell me what I can and cannot do, I'm not weak and I will prove to them just how fucking strong I am. If they want me to be there forever then they will fucking show me just how much of a team we are in everything, they gave me the strength to raise my head high and command attention. So that's what I'll do. I am… Indigo Santiago, future wife of the infamous Princes of Darkness and mother of two strong future kings or darkness.

She was certainly serious. " So that is it. You did never wish to find your daughter for a relationship. And you even failed to mention her father in that , you said to turn you into those things , not us. You care for no one but yourself. And someone like that can certainly not be trusted. " Her face filled with anger. " Then so be it , I am tasked to make her give in to the darkness. If I fail, I die , and believe me, I will not fail nor die , not after everything I have done , not after everything I have sacrificed to be immortal , I will get what I want. I always do. And if that means taking the light out of my daughter's eyes , that is just a small sacrifice " she sneers, before turning

“Why would I do that to you?” That was all the courage I needed. “Actually, I'm not the daughter of Beta Kyle. My father is a warlock and this is the reason I was hated by my dad.”

But familiar. “Who are you?” I whispered, even though I already knew. She smiled. “I’m what you could have become. I’m the daughter our father wanted.” No. No, it couldn’t be. “I defeated him,” I said, standing in front of Xander and Ryder protectively. “There’s no darkness left.” She tilted her head. “There’s always darkness. It lives in the cracks. In pain. In fear. In revenge. I was born from everything you tried to bury. I’m your shadow, Aria.”

Before I pulled the trigger, I could see the same guard take a step towards me, probably to plead for his life again, and so I turned and shot him on the leg, shooting the traitor immediately after. Speaking of Traitor's, there's another one here. The daughter of the traitor I hated the most. At first, a part of me didn't want to have her pay but I believe in the words that the ‘the child shall pay for the sins of the father'. Walking towards her cell, I opened it only to see her laying there looking unconscious. Shocked and confused, I ran to her and she was indeed unconscious. “Call Theodore now!” I yelled out to everyone and no one in particular to call the doctor as I raised her up.