Monster Duke Daughter Novels & Stories

The full moon above called to something ancient in her soul— She jerked back from the balcony, gasping. The world snapped into focus. The wolf was gone, shoved down again. But the memory stayed—raw and real. The potion worked, but now she knew what it was killing inside her. Duke Malven watched, unmoved. "There. That's my daughter. Cold. Controlled. A weapon I sharpened. Not some snarling beast." He looked at her with pure satisfaction. "That's what you are." Her own voice sounded distant to her ears. “What am I, truly?”

“My older sister always had terrible taste in men. Didn’t she, father?” I closed my eyes, but again, didn’t react more than that. I wouldn’t give her that satisfaction. They were no family of mine. My family was my pack, my friends, and my mate. “The High Witch King Mordecai has only one daughter,” Tobias drawled. “He only acknowledges one heir, will only yield his throne to the daughter who proved herself by not claiming a male of another species as her mate.” Felicity swallowed at his words and nodded. “Of course. How could I forget?” she said through her teeth.

"The ones who really persuaded me to take on the combat training was the Ivashkov family." "The Ivashkov family? I thought you said there was only one surviving." "He was the last Moroi Ivashkov. But he had a wife and a daughter. The daughter was a dhampir with elemental magic which has never happen before. I never saw her much but I saw her the day she made her escape through a weak spot in the wards." Drew told me with a heavy gaze as though there was something he was holding back.

Final. “You’re not just anyone,” he continues. “You’re my daughter. The daughter of the Lycan King. Of the first hybrid. And like it or not, that makes you a target.” I look away, my jaw tight, fighting the way his words dig into my skin. I know what I am. I’ve always known what I am. And what I’m not. “I can’t keep letting you run around unsupervised,” he says. “So, by the end of today, you’ll be moving back into the family home.”

"Here they are! Doesn't she look happy? I told you, you were overthinking things." Inspecting the earl and Katherine closely, Jack sighed, too. "Help me, Pete! I feel like I'm too young to give my daughter away already!" Pete nearly spat out blood. "Whose daughter?!", he roared. "She is the daughter of the late duke of Sleipnir, idiot! Who would want you as a father anyway?!" Their bickering reached Katherine's ears as a blur. She knitted her brows. Who was so noisy?

I tried to explain, but they seemed too angry to listen to me. “Could you please release my daughter?” my father grunted, glaring at Noah “She’s here as the princess of the Nightmoor Pack, not just as your wife. And, as she herself said, we’re here to talk about something far more important than…” he took a deep breath “Your childhood or whatever…”

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,

These were swiftly defeated by joined forces of Kandreah, his sister–the infamous Nethenaiah, my ex Beta Merlius, my daughter, that Wengarthrian commander called Norgarth and his army. I watched him and Aralyn hack through demons in a flurry of swift, smooth and well-coordinated movements. I overheard bits and pieces of their spat while I was still tangled in a fight with Meeran and saw her punching him in the heat of that debate. Is it wrong to say that I felt a bit proud to see my daughter throw a punch at the first commander of the army of Hades’s son? She is feisty and fearless; I love every trait of her personality.

Whenever he thought about the King's daughter, there was a storm inside him. - She?- Cassius asked him calmly. - This Demetria. What do we know about her? She is the daughter of the Dragon King. Nothing from his blood can be good. - Devin looked around, but before anyone had a chance to react, Cassius grabbed him and lifted him in the air. - Do you need to be reminded that I share the same blood with my brother? - He asked through his greeted teeth. His eyes shone gold. Devin crossed the line, and he knew about it.

“I would have thought you would recognize us. Your mate is the reason our mother is dead.” “What accusation are you trying to make, exactly?” I growled. “Of course, the high and mighty alpha would forget about us. Don’t you remember the she-wolf and her children that you took in? The unborn daughter you abandoned?” “Adam?” I gasped, my mind finally understanding why I recognized him. “In the flesh, Alpha.” He seethed. “And this is your daughter. Lizzy Devereaux, rightful Alpha of the Dark Moon pack.” Author Note: I hope you have enjoyed this novel! Keep an eye out for Dark Moon Daughter, the second book in the Assassin series, coming this summer. The story will explain what happened to Maggi