Oberyn Daughters Novels & Stories

Thirty minutes for them to explain what the hell is going on. "Come on, let's go sit over there." She leads me towards the living room. Reece, Aaron and Reece's dad follow behind us. We all sit and they give me weird looks not saying anything for a while until Reece decides to break the silence. "Do you believe in werewolves Morgana?" He asks gazing intensely at me. "What, like from the movies?" I ask with a tilt of my head. "Well, not exactly but yeah from the movies." He says.

With that, nothing can hurt you-nothing can hurt those around you. I may not have the same clairvoyant powers as Asena, but I have far more volatile weapons at my disposal. I turn my eyes onto the sandy-colored wolf standing by Cecily's body. The apparition growls lowly at me, but I do not fear her. She fears me, and so she should. So should they all-these ones that I love so much. … Asena. Kaltain. Daciana. Rieka. The four daughters that Cecily bore Orion so many centuries ago in a destroyed pack. The land forever stained by the decades of horror and grief...not even Nature can mend itself after what happened there.

I say "I know you have a daughter of Poseidon, a son of Athena, and a son of Ares in your group, so for the battle they will be temporarily under my command, plus one of my guards is a daughter of Gaia, which is almost as rare as a child of nyx so I'll have her join the battle as well" I say "Yes, Your Majesty," they all say "We've been training the soldiers extra hard the last couple of days, and I have been coming up with a battle plan," says General Oris

"Yes. Let's drink to that." We toast, taking mouthfuls of our wine. We settle our glasses down, but King Orion refills his glass soon after. "Now I must warn you about my daughters. The first, Elodie, not only inherited her mother's colouring, but her temperament as well--she's stubborn and strong-willed, but also sharp as a dagger. Imatra, my middle child, is a bit removed from the kingdom's affairs. She wants to leave and start a new life here on earth. And my last..." His eyes soften. "Elenora is closest to my heart. She's lovely and delightful, but... there's a reason she's closest to my heart." Something dark passes behind his gaze, but it's gone too soon.

Erzelus asked. “Her name was Minthe. She was the nymph of Oribus, daughter of Denexus and Sentaya. You know, the Sentaya with screechy voice and bat flaps, the old hag of Ortelvan river in Oribus. Her daughter Minthe and I recognised each other as mates. But her parents offered her to Hades, hoping this would help their ambitions to climb up the ladder of Wengarthria. Hey, hear that out!!! They have offered their daughter to the master of hell!!

She asked. “Fighting on the other side,” Emryn said as he took down the wolves with his magic powers. “Hold them in as much as possible…let me check up on my parents," she said running to her parents chamber. The sight of the caramel-skinned witch she had seen at Duncan's pack, bewitching Lara through the mirror that night terrified her. Erin's heart sank when her eyes fell to the witch’s hand gripping the dagger that had pierced her father’s heart, sending waves of anguish coursing through her.

“Our daughter… she isn’t just ours, Mabella. She carries Ashborne blood too. Ruby confirmed it the moment you touched the stone. That’s why the awakening was so violent. You’re carrying two bloodlines — mine and Caspian’s. Serena said the bloodline didn’t just survive… it doubled inside you.” The words settled over me like a heavy cloak. I stared at him, then looked down at my belly, placing both hands over the gentle curve where our daughter rested. “Ashborne…” I breathed. “Our daughter is an Ashborne heir?” “Yes.” Alfredo’s voice cracked slightly. “Serena was there sixty years ago. She said she’s never seen the Ruby react like this to an unborn child. Wolflina isn’t just bound to you anymo

Cordelia told dad like she was chanting from a spell book. “I don’t understand what you are saying?” Dad’s questioned eyes moved to me. “Sabine is the Mad King daughter” I blurted out suddenly.

for Fae, it was but another puzzle from her lady as she rarely said anything which wasn't equally confusing, the woman was an enigma herself, starting by her unique appearance and ending by her powerful presence. Taking out the clean swaddles, Fae carefully wrapped the little baby in their softness, all while admiring her unique features, even for a newborn, she was very beautiful, with silver hair and fair skin, just like her mother, However, she had a very peculiar brownish birthmark on her lower back, the one only those of the Yoren dynasty possessed, proving that baby Sara was none other than King Edard Yoren's daughter.

And she had Elara’s eyes, violet, glowing, and filled with a power that made the sun look dim. ​Ryker’s broadsword clattered to the stone floor. It was a sound Elara never thought she’d hear the sound of the Unmovable Alpha surrendering. ​“Mother?” Ryker whispered. The word was small, fragile, and utterly broken. ​Silas and Orion froze, their faces turning into masks of pure horror. Finn, high above, let out a choked sob that echoed through the rafters. ​Queen Rowena Thorne, the woman who had supposedly died fifteen years ago to save her only daughter, looked upon her sons with a gaze that held no warmth, no recognition, and no love. She tilted her head, a small, cruel smirk playing on her p