La Muerte And Xibalba Daughter Novels & Stories

he tells me then tits his head to the carnage I left in the middle of the room. I slump into his shoulder and just breath, I feel like my lungs haven't had a proper breath since walking away from my dad's body. My heart feels heavy for my lose but somehow alive, it's all because of the man who's holding me tight to his chest while giving out orders. "My condolences Miss Diabla for your loss" says a man with a heavy Spanish accent. "The Castro. The San Torino and The Belmura Families all stand at your side, we will have allies' contracts drawn and send for you agreement in the next few days"

But the blood-red words were still there, floating right in front of me. 【It's over. The second you step into the advanced healing room, they'll call the Luna's time of death.】 【They're just waiting for you to walk in and be the damn scapegoat.】 【The entire room will cover for the Elder's daughter, Stella. They'll pin the Luna's death on you and call it medical malpractice.】 【BE CAREFUL!】 I gasped, a sharp intake of breath. Stella. She was a healer from my class and the only daughter of Head Elder Harrison.

"The Blackthorne family's finest hunter. They sent you to kill the last Primordial heir." "They sent me to kill a monster." My father's younger face was hard, professional. "Seraphina Erebis. Daughter of chaos. Keeper of the old ways." "Is that what Marcus's father told you?" She laughed, and goddess fire danced in her eyes. "Richard Blackthorne has been planning this for decades. Kill me, and my power transfers to the nearest blood relative. My cousin. His wife." My father hesitated. In that heartbeat of doubt, my mother moved. Not to attack, but to show him something. She pressed her palm to the Sanctum door, and it blazed with memories older than both of them.

I squeezed my eyes shut, imagining the brutality that my mum must have suffered from these people. “Alpha Taylor is dead, who is she with now?” I had to ask him, dreading his response. “His son! Bale happened to be more brutal than his father, the father mostly just kept your mother and tied her down, feeding her and the rest, but Bale is gradually killing your mother, feeding her wolfsbane little by little,” he said with her sinister laugh. “So before you'd find that bitch, she probably would be dead already.”

Beta Jamal and I followed behind the black Expedition to the nearest hotel right outside the city limits. Watching the Black Expedition unload, when I saw a ghost. Stepping out of the car to get a better look and saw Luna Tina. Embracing her in a hug when Alpha James growled. I put my hands up in a surrender fashion, scanning the next group of people and my eyes landed on my beautiful daughter, Libby. I hugged her and tears fell out of my eyes. I missed her so much. "What's going on, Tina? I mean Luna Tina, I heard you were murdered."

Lily lay so still against the crisp white sheets, her small chest rising and falling with each shallow breath. I moved to her bedside on silent feet, not wanting to disturb the precious rest she so desperately needed. My fingers trembled as I reached out to brush a stray curl from her forehead, her skin was so cool beneath my touch. *What a pity soul,* I thought, the words catching in my throat like a sob. I don't want to lose my daughter. I don't want her to suffer. I don't want her to die. And Marcus, where was Marcus when our daughter needed him most? The thought brought a fresh wave of anger, hot and sharp. While I sat vigil beside our dying child, he was probably somewhere else which I

Vlora asked impassively. "I have asked my sisters to find it for me...by the dawn, we will find it." "Also, I have news..." Leticia spoke hesitantly. "Blanca Russo is dead..." Hearing this, Vlora made no emotion but a relief washer over her face. "Decima did this...she was involved with the Swamp Goddess and I assume she eats her alive." "Good thing, one of our enemy is already out of our way," Vlora gave a certain nod.

She was seen by the Etholians but not by the other clans. She gulped when her heart started pounding. She turned to look at her mother. "Do you love father?" She asked. Queen Martina was surprised by her sudden question. But she knew her daughter was scared so she smiled at her and then squeezed her hands. "I love your father. Yes, he was a gift from the Moon Goddess, but I have never doubted my heart. You might think it was because of the mating pull, but I never thought of that. Because if I was born like you, I will still choose your father over any man in this world." Her mother answered.

"Xavier! Thank the Moon Goddess you're alive!" "We've been searching for you for days!" "What happened? Who is this?" Xavier shifted my weight in his arms, trying to hold me steady. "This is Thelma. Alpha James and Luna Catherine's daughter. She's dying, and we need the shamans immediately." The wolves stopped dead in their tracks. One of them, an older man with gray hair and stern features, stepped forward. "James and Catherine's daughter?" he said slowly. "The child who died with them?"

“Yes, Xyla is my mate. Not only is she my fated mate, but she was also my wife and the mother of my daughter in my past life. She was killed by her younger sister, Naomi. But Naomi was just a pawn in a very cruel and big game of someone else. I can’t tell her that I had been reborn. I didn’t die or get killed in my past life. Instead, I traded the rest of my life to get a chance to save Xyla and my daughter. My daughter – my beautiful Angel. She was only six months old when Naomi brutally killed her before she killed Xyla. I was only a minute late. Just a minute….. And I lost everything that very same day. The world fears my bloodline, especially me. A monstrous killing machine…. I took reve