Nyx Daughters Novels & Stories

The parchment was old, the edges frayed, but the symbols were clear. “This,” she said, pointing to a passage written in an ancient dialect, “is about Nyxia.” The name sent a chill down my spine. Killian’s letter had mentioned it, and now hearing it from Selena made it feel even more ominous. “She’s not just a name,” Selena continued. “Nyxia is... was a rival to the Moon Goddess. A being of chaos and shadow. She believed that bonds and hierarchies—like the mating system—were chains meant to be broken.”

Theron looked like he wanted to argue but he just nodded and pulled her closer, and they sat together in the growing darkness and mourned what they’d lost. Sleep didn’t come that night, or if it did it was so brief and shallow that Nyx didn’t remember it. She lay in the dark listening to Theron breathe beside her and feeling the emptiness in her body where life had been growing for six months, and she thought about the daughter who would never breathe, who would never cry, who would never know anything except the few hours she’d spent wrapped in cloth being held by parents who loved her. When morning finally came, grey and cold through the windows, Nyx forced herself to get up and dress in b

My mind couldn’t catch up. One second, Nyx was peeling me apart like threads from old silk— The next, he stepped into the clearing. My father. A ghost wrapped in flesh. A myth reborn. His voice slammed through the air like a war drum. “Get your hands off my daughter.” Nyx stilled. For the first time… The god of night hesitated. “You shouldn’t be here,” Nyx said quietly, their voice tight with something that sounded disturbingly close to unease.

Their once silky hair was now nothing but a shapeless gray mass on their heads. Evangeline: Go and spread the word. Whoever tries to interfere with the divine will, will be stripped of their gifts. I am a daughter of the Moon; such is my destiny. The girls rose with difficulty and tried to leave, but their now-weak legs prevented them from walking properly. Our men smiled at me with pride. Alexander lifted me into his arms and sat with me on his lap. He buried his nose in my neck and breathed deeply, savoring my scent.

I had expected to hear him beg me to stay for Milton, but he was suggesting quite the opposite of what I had in mind. “What if he doesn't?” I asked, genuinely scared that this might not work. Adam smiled, a warm reassurance beaming on his face. “Milton isn't stupid. He'll come to his senses. Right now, you need to focus on who you are, Daciana.” He stopped pacing around the pool for a moment and stared long and hard at me. “Frost Demon or not,” he began. “You're the Alpha's Daughter, Daciana. Don't ever forget who you are.”

Nyx didn't say anything, she just hold me as I broke down. Nyx is my childhood friend and now we're close friends. She's the daughter of the most wealthy man in the whole world. And also her mother was of Romanov descent a royal family in Russia. Nyx Hestia has just fallen asleep, while she broke down crying. God, seeing the pain in her eyes is scary. I carried her to the bedroom and lay her on the bed. I sat beside her, then I saw her engagement ring on the bedside table. God, why did you do that Hecate???

She is fierce. “Who is your lady?” Retarded, Elena asked, and my brows furrowed in anger. Before I could react, Anna beat me to it. “Malady is Nyxora, daughter of the fox king, wife to the alpha king Nightbane. Do you want to know what she can do to you… peasant?” My lips curved when the woman fell to her knees, and I stepped forward and then placed a hand on Anna’s shoulder. The kind of touch that says “well done” even without saying it out loud.

"This place suppresses the Alpha lineage." "Not all lineages," Nyx said softly. My daughter stepped past Killian, walking into the ash-grey snow. She didn't look suppressed. She looked like she had just woken up from a long nap. Her violet eyes were wide and vibrant, and the shadows around her didn't just move—they danced, whispering ancient welcomes. "This is where the shadows are born, Mommy," Nyx smiled, pointing toward a massive, looming canyon in the distance that seemed to swallow all light.

Andrew explained. "Uh, you're forgetting one key piece of information," Helios interrupted. Everyone turned to him as Andrew closed his eyes and groaned. He knew what Helios was going to say. "What's that?" Gunnar asked. Helios smiled slightly. "Achlys is Nyx's daughter."

Nyx told her in a tone that suggested that she was waiting for this day to come forever. “You know me?” Olivia asked in a shocked tone. Nyx smiled and caressed the side of her head. “How could I not? You’re my daughter. My precious little baby.” Nyx told her.