Oberyn Daughters Novels & Stories

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.

I paused, “If the Raven Witch does have a daughter, she is my fiancee, and it is my duty to protect her.” Dalena's reddish-brown eyes stared at me, “I believe you. If Princess Sibyl is my sister's daughter, we must bring her back. She is the first child of a witch and a human, and if her identity is known, she will be in danger.” “I'm at your service.”

I laughed “Clearly?” I repeated quietly. The darkness under my skin flickered violently. “You think any part of me wants to think clearly right now?” Ryn moved forward on her knees slightly. “She’s the daughter of Malvoryn,” she said softly. “If you're out of Velkorin alone… You may never come back. She’s not one of us” I stared at her and down at the ladies I had rescued from their packs when they were about to be sold and brought back with me to Velkorin.

Out of her father's three daughters, she hadn't proved herself to be worthy of the throne. Her eldest sister, Princess Naila, was smart, sophisticated, and kind. She had every trait of a ruler Etholia needed, except for the fact that she was diagnosed with a rare disease. The doctors said she would not live long and that her body should not take any burden so she could at least live for ten more years. Her sister Princess Nilenia was a genius. She was always on top of her class. She was also good at using swords and guns. She was a free-spirited woman and wanted to explore the world.

"Take her to the dungeons and make sure she is comfortable." Jarek roughly helps me to my feet. While I hobble on one foot, I stare Jarek's father in the eyes. I refuse to show that I am in pain. I am my mother's daughter after all. Squaring my shoulders I hold out my hand for the Alpha to shake. "I don't believe we have been properly introduced. I AM Keena Lyall. Daughter of King Erebus and the Hybrid Queen Ella Lyall. And you are making a very big mistake."

Some say she can hold her own even against a Lord. Ban: Hmm that sounds interesting. What's her name? Seik: Feyla Soberta. Lord Drago's first daughter and heir to the Soberta's Familia. Ban:( Daughter?!... That dude has a daughter and I did not know it? And she is even attending this academy too. How could no one have spoken of her.) Seik: You're probably wondering why no one talks about her but it's not that they don't. Well you will know soon. -

Shadows of creatures crept throughout the night, looting food from the houses they invaded, killing those they deemed unimportant, dragging crying women out of their burning homes. The woman, Eleanor was her name, recalled the night those disgusting creatures broke her door and invaded her home. A group of goblins grabbed her daughter, who cried and screamed out for her. Yet just like her daughter, she was seized and thrown over the shoulder of an orc. No matter how much she screamed and pounded her fists on the orc’s back, she watched her daughter be dragged off in the opposite direction that she was carried. All of her attempts were futile as this was the last time she saw her precious Emi

At the Wolfen Academy’s annual ball, I stumbled upon a group of high-ranking Alphas cornering an Omega girl. They were trying to film her, to humiliate her. I stepped in. I saved her. A week later, she turned on me. She told everyone I was the one who bullied her. That I was the one blackmailing her with a video. I was taken away by the Alliance Enforcers. I lost my spot in the elite Gamma Team. The story blew up on the pack network. They even dragged my father’s name through the mud—a hero who died fighting vampires, now called a fraud. Our family lives and dies by its honor. Under the weight of it all, my mother wrote a letter. Then she killed herself on my father’s grave to prove my innoc

My throat tightened around the words until they came out thin. "He wants me to kneel," I said. "In front of everyone. Apologize to her. For something I didn't do." There was an uneven silence in the atmosphere. I braced myself, because I knew what came after silence with my father. He did not comfort. He assessed. "Stop that," he said finally, "You are a Lycan's daughter. My daughter. You do not cry over a man who could not hold what he was given." "I'm not crying."