Nyx Daughters 소설 & 이야기

His steps were wobbly while his arms didn’t stop moving, almost waving and flopping like chicken’s wings. “The daughters of the Moon were special. Very gifted girls. The favorites of the Moon Goddess. Magnificent creatures. While technically, I shouldn’t call you that as you’re just partly one because of your mother, in my eyes, you are still worthy of the title. You are the last one. The missing link I’ve been looking for. And once we connect, once we become one and united, you will experience your true power. Don’t fight it, let it happen.” “W-what do you want from me, exactly?” I stuttered as he walked closer.

Nyxie held tight to her daughter, Erys turning to the doors. Salax stood as Dakota walked in. "Oh look, my next toy!" That was a bit gross. Ally stuck out her tongue but stood in front of her mom and little sister. Zukira returned with Elysium, and Nyxie let Elysium hold her. "One reason why you did it," Nyxie growled, holding Erys at bay. "Because I can," Dakota shrugged. "She's a half blood. No one cares about her." Nyxie let her shadows loose on him, watching him hit a wall. Elly stared, wide eyed. "Mommy didn't even touch him! Did you see that? That was awesome!"

I shook my head. Dad smirked, "You will be the first female Alpha, Bella. And not only that, but you'll also be Queen. This is a huge leap forward for some of these old fashioned Lycans. If only they knew my daughter could rule better than their disrespectful sons." Dad shook his head as if he were speaking from personal experience. While I felt proud at his words, something struck me as odd. The way he said "disrespectful son's" made me think he had dealt with a few. I wondered if that had anything to do with me.

And the ability to love. Nyx, the Ancient of the Night Sky, and keeper of the Underworld. She commanded darkness itself, weaving it into endless corridors that devoured the screams of the corrupt and wicked as they clawed at their own flesh in final reckoning. Stars punctured her black expanse like the eyes of a thousand vengeful gods, cold and merciless in their eternal watch.

Damon nodded. "Got it. You don't need to worry about these things. You're going to Meristate alone. If something happens, I won't be able to reach you right away. You need to be careful." "I know," Nyla replied. "You can't trust Alexander or Drake, but they don't get along. You might be able to use that to your advantage," Damon suggested. "As for the internal power dynamics of the Nixons, I don't have all the details yet, but from what I've found, your stepfather has a son and a daughter with your mother.

“I’m grateful you’re alive.” I held her tighter. “I love you more,” I said. Nothing changes that. Nothing ever will. For the first time since hell, I felt whole enough to fight again. “How’s Rynna?” I asked softly. Her body stilled. “She’s grown fine… without me,” Nyx murmured, pain heavy in her voice. “She won’t be without you much longer,” I said firmly. “My daughter will be here soon. We’ll be together. All of us.”

she said evenly. “Authority?” The Lady laughed softly, shaking her head. “Do not mistake my courtesy for patience. You forget, I funded the expansion of these halls. I trained half your staff. If I wanted to, I could have the girl removed by dusk.” A pause. Then Nyx exhaled, eyes narrowing slightly. “She is… the daughter of someone you once knew.” That silenced The Lady. Her brow furrowed. “Go on.” Nyx hesitated visibly, for the first time. “Her mother was Selene Emberlain.”

My sister spoke before I could ask how he knew we had grown up as rogues. “You know, Alpha Lucas, I would have thought you would recognize us. Your mate is the reason our mother is dead.” I snarled. “What accusation are you trying to make, exactly?” “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?” I pressed. “Adam?” Lucas gasped. “In the flesh, Alpha, and this is your daughter. Lizzy Devereaux, rightful Alpha of the Dark Moon pack.” I smirked, satisfied with the shock written across his face.

“You dared to shoot Hades. Now you have me to deal with. Let’s just call me Nyx.” The name Nyx—the Greek goddess of the night—rolled off her tongue with a dark satisfaction. She watched as the life drained from Dean’s eyes, his body going limp in Big Tom’s grip. She felt no remorse, no hesitation. This was her world now, and she was claiming her place in it.

I whisper hoarsely, “that I’ve spent years with a goddess and I never even knew?” She chuckles softly. “I couldn’t tell you. Knowing who I truly was would have painted a target on your back. Xena has hunted me since the War in Heaven, since the day I imprisoned Kaden.” Alec moves closer, sitting beside me on the bed, confusion etched across his face. “I don’t understand, moon goddess,” he says slowly. “Is Nyx your daughter because you're the mother of all wolves or because you're her biological mother?” Mother turns to him, her gaze calm and ancient. “You may call me Selene, Alec... And Nyx is my biological daughter.”