Monster Duke's Daughter Novels & Stories

Her cane turned into one long glowing ropes, she ran, leaped into the air spinning and landing between Makahi and the Lycans. She jerk the rope hard and all five of the Lycan’s lost their heads. She turned just as the dragon released his fire directly at them. She turned and kicked Makahi off the top of the jet just as the flames consumed her. She was the daughter of the dragon god, their dragon's fire doesn't harm her or her granddaughter. She looked down and saw that Makahi was now fighting his way to his mate. She looked up at Lynx and felt sadness at what that stupid witch had done to him. She needed to stop him somehow, she looked at the many Lycans that were left.

Dylan voiced his confusion, and Ruby chuckled darkly. "That's the narrative he wants you all to believe. He never married, but he had twins who are almost the same age as Hazel. They were both born with the golden Asha's mark; however, he was unwilling to let them join the clan since he wanted to use their powers to take over from the royal family," she began to explain. "Behind that huge iron door lies his daughter, who has gone through several mutation processes and has become a real monster, and she's supposed to undergo another process starting today, called the goddess trials."

“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

"There was something about a child… according to Mama, the witch and the werewolf had a daughter." Weldon inquired, "Do you remember anything about this daughter of theirs?" He seemed eager for any information. "Not much," Thorin confessed. "Only that she is half witch, half werewolf. Mama said there were a lot of speculations. These were rumors." His brows furrowed. Weldon rubbed the bridge of his nose, his brows furrowing as he racked his memory. "Let me think." A few moments of silence passed, and then Weldon let out a deep sigh, his shoulders slumping. "I can't recall any mention of a family being exiled."

Therefore the final possibility – the most likely and most abominable one – was that Duke Hurst had killed a Shadow Rune wolf and fed her sickly daughter that unfortunate wolf’s spirit stone… I should know this better than anyone else; for it was my very own mother whom they had carried away that day when my whole pack was killed. In fact, one of the men who carried her off that winter night was this blasted figure in front of me – Duke Jude Hurst – the devil himself and the first on my lists of targets!

he nibbled his lips against the shuddered feelings that engulfing his system. "Good job my son, so what about Albania, did she have fun with you,?" he ask him while tapping his shoulder. He proudly nodded his head and accept the glass of vodka. "İ shouldn't ask such a question but İ was curious, Arthuriz told me lately that her daughter's still in love with the monster," his dad said which makes his eyebrows meets and suddenly his good mood lately suddenly ruined. "Just don't get me wrong son, and İ trust your ability, İ know sooner Albania will fall in love with you," his dad boosting his confidence and he just shrug his shoulder.

I growl, feeling anger surge within me. He looks at us lazily. “Ah… it’s Roy and my monster daughter. If you’re here to kill me, just do it. My daughter is a freak and my concubine eloped with my trusted guard. The pup she had belonged to him… I know I’m powerless in the face of monsters so just kill me and get it over with.”

I loved her too much, and the thought of her in pain in the dungeons plagued me. " What do you mean?" he asked, his eyebrows furrowed. " She's the daughter of the most dangerous rogue, Vlad, and only came here to get data to attack," I told him. He was shocked; his eyes widened. Everyone in the ranks knew the power of that rogue. He had many rogues on his beck and call and had caused chaos in the realm. We had been looking for him for years, but the bastard was good at hiding. " Oh goddess, what will happen now?" he asked, gulping his whiskey.

She answered as though she read my thoughts. I stood looking at her with my mouth agape. I was speechless and taken aback by what I just heard. “ Now listen attentively because this is the most vital of all I want to tell you tonight. Maeve is the daughter of Alpha Stragov of Crescent Moon Pack,” She said again. “Wait. What? Crescent Moon Pack which my late father made sure went extinct due to the rumor of them making use of dark magic?” I asked her, dreading her answer.

He immediately rises to his feet, so fast the goblet tips, spilling red wine across the floor. His voice trembles. “You’re certain?” He asks. Benedict nods once. “DNA confirmed through the records of the werewolf registries. She is your daughter, the one bore to you by the werewolf Carmel twenty one years ago.” Draluke snatches the folder, eyes scanning the photos within. There she is Octavia. Grown now. Strong. Fierce. Luna of the Dawnad pack. A powerful position, surrounded by enemies, political chaos, and danger.