Monster Duke's Daughter Novels & Stories

Benji tried. But Principal Ferguson was having none of it. She simply looked over her glasses at the boy and waited. Benji sighed, sitting up a little straighter. “Fine. I called that one pathetic,” he admitted, pointing to Aria. I could feel Dominic restraining himself. Benji quickly looked up to his dad. “Which she is! She’s a werewolf without a wolf, and you said that’s pathetic!” Benji’s dad’s eyes widened in horror as he admonished his son. “That is the Alpha’s daughter, and you will show her respect,” he hissed as he actively avoided eye contact with Dominic.

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.

"This slap is for you and your lover for kidnapping me!" She slapped her a third time. "And this slap means that I no longer have a horrible daughter-in-law like you anymore!" Everyone was puzzled. Things were turning out in ways they never could have expected. It seemed like nothing was as simple as it looked. Vivian finally came back to the present and quickly pulled Riley into her arms for protection. "Hazel! What do you mean by slapping my daughter? Your son is the one who committed a heinous crime! How dare you still beat Riley up like this—"

“I am sorry Alpha. But the dramatic actions sometimes impress ideas deep in the minds of the listeners. The news is simple. A very strong werewolf has been found on earth.” “Is it a turned wolf or something?” asked Lord Tamiel. “No! She is a born werewolf, with mysterious powers. Her aura shows me that. We shall leave no stone unturned until we find and subdue her. I leave the running of affairs in the camp to you Tamiel and Ramiel, until I return.” “Yes, Sire. But who is she?” “She is my daughter, from late Lucy. Daria- the goddess of time

And now that you've come to my kingdom I won't let you go until I kill you. Dark couldn't believe his eyes, he was expecting to see a little girl who would crawl to her feet at the very sight of him and not the most beautiful creature he had set his eyes on. His gaze swept slowly at her body, taking in her features that could drive a sane man and met her glaring eyes. He gave her a sinister smile. She was the daughter of the man who had betrayed his own friend and had made his mother commit suicide afterwards. If he wasn't the son of the five Princes of Hell and had not torn off his mother's stomach and crawled out of it, he would have been long dead.

He continued, "Overnight, the daughter of the leader and Alpha of the Silver Moonlight Pack ran away with the leader of the Black Mountain Pack, known as 'Kazius.' Her father managed to bring her back, but discovered today that she had given birth to Kazius's child. Today, Daenerys gave birth to her first daughter from Kazius of the Black Mountain Pack after their escape and pursuit." My heart trembled at the story, and I asked curiously, "She broke all the laws. She married someone other than her mate, and he was also a hybrid. We all know that this pack is monstrous and that everyone in it is a hybrid; they are against the laws of the Moon Goddess." Daemon continued, "It is said that their

“She has such striking similarities to that mad woman, as though carved out of the same mold! However, I just noticed the difference between them! That mad woman has purple eyes that I will never forget in this life! I’ll tell you, I’ll have my revenge this time! Since you look so alike, you must be her daughter!” Everyone gasped, and my mouth was agape. My heart skipped a beat at the thought. “Tell me?! Did she have a purple diamond crystal on her forehead?!” Isabella asked eagerly. The dark mage looked at us suspiciously. Nonetheless, he answered, “Of course! She’s a divine dragon, after all! Hahaha! Since she has a daughter, I’ll kill her first!” My brows furrowed in confusion. Why was th

-Back at the ducal estate- It was very clear that the duke was very very pleased with what his first son Asis had just said. If the duke wanted to very sincere with himself, he was not used to failing or being at the losing end and he believed that the moon goddess herself was aware of this fact. At this very moment, he believed that he was close to having the entire world at his feet just from the fact that his daughter was destined to be the ruler over the entire were wolf race. His mind was already brimming with the ideas of how he was going to make Hazel, his own daughter a puppet for him to be able to do with as he so pleased.

"Everything." He raised his hand and darkness exploded from it, and everywhere became dark. Alphas screamed, some ran while others shifted into their wolf forms, but the darkness caught them all and had them in place. "I am not here for your little politics," Mordain said calmly. "I am here for her." He said and pointed at me. "The Moonborn belongs to me," he continued. "She is my daughter." He added and the hall went silent. "No," I whispered. "That is not possible."

The voice of the Moon Goddess resonated in my mind, soothing yet filled with an ethereal power. "Azure, son of the Moon, your devotion to your kin and your unwavering commitment have touched my celestial heart," the Moon Goddess spoke, her voice echoing with otherworldly grace. "I hear your plea, and I shall grant you the chance to once again embrace the essence of your Lycan form. Harness this gift wisely, for the path before you is fraught with peril and sacrifice."