Inuyasha Daughters Novels & Stories

says General Oris " I heard that you recently took in the daughter of Nyx. Maybe she could even the playing field because even you can't take on the son of Zeus, two children of Poseidon, and another daughter of Hades all by yourself," says Eses "No, she's only 10 years old; she should be protected, not thrust onto a battlefield," I say

One moment his friend is sitting like a rag on the floor, the next thing she’s fixing her hair and glamming herself. “Pack house. There’s dinner for the visiting packs. Erm… Alpha Hunter might be there,” Irene answered without looking at him. “And so will be Yvette. Will you be fine?” Theo asked her. Irene sighed. “As you said, they haven’t marked each other yet. If I won’t fight for what should be mine, what would become of me, Theo? The moon goddess’ daughter who’s mateless?” she sounded frustrated. Theo gave her a sad smile.

I felt like smacking her across the mouth for being so manipulative, but she was well protected as long as my father was there. “She’s playing her role perfectly,” Kai hissed. “Look at her… casting herself as the victim and trying to twist your father around her little finger.” My father was already glaring at me again after Dahlia's statement. “Do you hear her? This is the woman chosen for you, the future Luna of Pine Shadows, and you treat her with disgrace. Do you think I’ll allow this recklessness to continue?”

Alastor I can’t believe my sister and her daughter almost killed me. I underestimated their strength. Unlike the silver dragons I had killed all those years ago, Davina and her daughter teamed up against me. I knew fighting Davina would be difficult given she is the reincarnation of Ryuu but I didn’t expect her daughter and our sister, Katerina, to fight along side her. The rest of the dragons separated, making it easier to pick them off one by one until it was just my parents left.

"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.

His daughter hugged him tight. Francine, his daughter, is a happy and sweet girl. At the age of fourteen, she is a smart girl for her age. A lot of people love his daughter. Their pack is not very rigorous. They don't tell each other that they must find a fated mate to be powerful. They also allow their members to live their lives as they see fit. They can either serve the pack or live as humans. The Moon Land is serene. Because of their beliefs, they appear to be pure-blooded humans. He doesn't want to be strict and believes that everyone should be free to pursue their interests in life. Francine is a Luna Princess, however, she has no rank in the Green River Pack.

Lucien asked, eyes focused on her. Alira paused for a moment, her heart beating a little faster than it should. Was it from the question or the intensity of his gaze? She couldn’t tell. “Because I am the enemy’s daughter.” The room was quiet. Outside the door, she could hear the faint sounds of the pack moving through the morning. Lucien uncrossed his arms and walked to his desk. He stood with his back to her for a moment, his hands resting on the wood. "You will stay in the infirmary," he said finally. "You will not walk the corridors alone. You will not go anywhere in this building without Wren."

"Through loyalty, through union, and through me. My name is Anastasia, daughter of Alpha Darwin and Luna Thalia from the East." My wolves in the Western pack murmured at her boldness. My mother's lips curved, almost approving as she watched me while my father gave the slightest nod towards her. Then came the Northern pack she wolves. Their pack's aura was colder, sharper, as if they carried the winter winds themselves into our courtyard. Two daughters walked forward, side by side, though their beauty could not be mistaken for one another's.

"You're late." Lucia Abbott stood at the edge of the cliff, her silver hair glowing under the moonlight. "You wanted to see me?" I asked. "Do you know about the witch's prophecy?" she said. "What prophecy?" She stepped closer to the cliff, her heels nearly hanging over open air. "The prophecy from the Northlands witch. She said..." She paused, eyes locking onto mine. "She said the true bloodline is about to awaken. The exiled daughter will take everything back. Dad's love, the pack's authority, and... Caleb."

"Dad, I might be only five years old, but my senses aren't dull. You never shield your mind-link from that she-wolf Seraphina Ashwood, so I've known for a while. "She's a warrior you recently transferred back from the border, right? She's 23 years old, barely an adult. Dad, how could you even bring yourself to do it?" "Lyra," Kael roared, unleashing his Alpha dominance. All the vessels in the room began to hum and vibrate. "Keep your voice down. Mom is bathing," Lyra said, her voice steady. "Dad, I'm not here to fight with you. I'm here to tell you that if you want to have your fun, go ahead. But don't tarnish the pack house.