Oberyn Daughters Mga Nobela at Kwento

"My mother knew that this day would come. The final stand. The moment when an Omega must reclaim her power from those who would use it to enslave us." Theon Vale, on the elevated dais, his face a mask of cold fury, laughed a harsh, grating sound. "Foolish girl. You think some parlor tricks will stop me? I am Theon Vale. My family has commanded this pack for generations. You are nothing but an abomination. A tool to use and discard." "I'm not a tool," Rhea shot back, her eyes flying open. They shone with the same silver light now pouring from her hands. "I am the daughter of Lunas. I am an Omega. And I will not be controlled." The ground beneath them trembled.

That was fine with the queen. What wasn’t fine was the fact that Oberyn developed feelings for her. That she became pregnant. That she managed to get past every attempt on the life of the babe and give birth to a child. Half-fae, half-human, and full threat to the crown and the balance of the court. Oberyn? Spending time with me, just 15 minutes every solstice, is part of his curse as well. Because each child born of my bloodline is female – one that looks and sounds like his lost love.

But her excitements were cut short when Zayn uttered the second thing. "You're a descendant of Earlham and the daughter of the head witch -celeste, so then you are of a great value to me as I can never let a thing happen to you." Zayn said in a smirk as Aerona grimaced at his words, a visible scoff appearing at her face.

My smile widens at his words. "Stop stalling, Amelia. Throw out what's repressing you from the inside out at once." She crosses her arms, making her breasts stand out more, and I drop my gauze, wondering what color her pout is. Damn, focus! She is the daughter of the enemy. It must be a card out of the deck. She is his ex-wife's younger sister and last but not least, she is eighteen years old. "What happened?" I resolve to cut to the chase and avert my eyes from temptation. His face turns into a disgusted frown, but he's still looking at me.

Custom shotgun in hand, still smoking. Beside him, Alice Hunt. Armor matte black, face unreadable. Twin pistols raised like extensions of her thoughts. “Left side,” she said, voice calm as breath. Bang! Bang! Bang! Another werewolf hit the ground, twitching. The third figure moved behind them silent, composed. Layla. Hair tied back. Crossbow steady in her grip. No trembling. No fear. Just cold purpose in her eyes. “Where is Ruth?” she asked flatly. Zarin, bloodied and half-shifted, growled through his teeth. “She’s dead. Duke killed her.”

“You know the rules, right?” “Hmm?” I muttered as I stopped chewing and looked at her. My eyebrows raised, looking confused at her. She tapped my lap. “The Daughters are for the Chosen Templars. The daughters are always meant to marry only the hunters of the Order of the Orion.” I swallowed the food I was eating before it choked me. “Grandma,” I cleared my throat. “You didn’t need to remind me,” I wondered why she suddenly opened the topic. “Cole is my homework, nothing else.”

She is the daughter of Ben Duniee, The great and brave warrior. She was out of her mind right now. She was being controlled but she ned to gain her control. She is the bloodline of Duniee witch's. The man who sacrificed his life for this kingdom. She is the Ruby Duniee. I took out my golden wand and cast:

He went forward quickly, forcing a smile. “Your Majesty. I’m Adrian Hale, Alpha of Blackthorn Pack. We met last time at the Northern Summit.” Gideon Ashbourne gave him a cold, dismissive glance. Then he walked straight past him and stopped in front of me. He reached out, touched my hair with a trembling hand, and his voice dropped low. “My daughter,” he said. “You’ve suffered enough.”

Did she really come down from her room in this dress? ‘Our mate is beautiful Caleb, don’t act like a fool by rejecting her. I connected to her wolf and she is such a sweet soul’ Kaden popped up in my mind making me to roll my eyes. ‘Don’t worry, I won’t do that’ I can see the blush on her fair skin, her brown orbs were taking glimpse of me after every few seconds. ‘Alpha Caleb, sorry for my confusion but did you called my daughter your mate?’ Oberon doesn’t look happy, I can see the delight on the faces of my beta and gamma. Her being the daughter of our enemy does not affected their excitement to find their Luna.

“Reject her for me, NOW!” A short, cold laugh was the only response Elena had when she heard that Lennie girl’s order. She wasn’t that gorgeous, just a plain girl with curly chestnut hair and a pair of gray eyes. But that rose-red dress she wore was hand-weaved by the best phoenix tailor; the jewelry she had on her neck was even more valuable than the Queen’s collections and she bore the title of the dragon Alpha Aubrey’s only daughter.