Oberyn Daughters Novels & Stories

Serphina took a deep breath “In the realm of Etherealis, Elysander , our father. was once a revered and powerful figure. As a guardian of ancient knowledge and magic, he was known for his wisdom and abilities. However, Elysander’s thirst for power consumed him, corrupting his once noble intentions. As you know he had three daughters, each possessing their own unique magical gifts.I the eldest daughter possessed the ability to manipulate light and harness its healing properties.My sister the second child of our father , Lyanna, had the power to control the elements, commanding fire, water, earth, and air but only briefly, usually for show, she had the weakest ability but she usually made up f

Aelnith Eventide The Witch Queen Carmun had three sons. The Dain, Dub, and Dother. Each one was marked by terrible dark magic. It each one with different, dark gifts. Aelnith stood holding River, in the cover of a copse of trees. Where the Dain had been a hulking, foul monster, Dub was merely a shadow. That didn't mean that Dub was harmless or somehow a safer choice than the Dain, it merely meant his magic and darkness was that much more subtle and insidious.

He remembered again her plans to get rid of her, but what she had made of her puzzled him. King Roberts's voice echoed in her mind. "I hope you behave like a true gentleman, this alliance will be closed when there is an heir." It wasn't what they'd originally agreed to, though she suspected her father already knew that. However, she remembered the conversation that her parents had, Queen Loren did not agree with the alliance. "An agreement with King Roberts is like making an agreement with the devil himself"... They had been the words of her mother. She wondered if Princess Isabella was aware of all this and maybe she herself is part of a plan. That began to worry him a lot, even more so aft

His destined companion had died at his hands; no one remembers why, and all the other women who gave birth to his children died prematurely. Of the ten children he had, during the almost two millennia, only five had the chance to form a family and have children. Still, all of them, except his grandson Typhon, ended up dying in skirmishes with werewolves or at the behest of Mordred by disobedience or inability to carry out the acts he ordered. The other five never started a family and were all women. 4 of them, the first to born, died before they turned 100, and no one knew why. Of all the daughters, the youngest of all, Mordred, was kept alive and locked in her room. No one knows her real ag

Jasper Melody Elphaba Corianne Rowen Gordan Merlin Holly Rainbow Rain Skye Forest Wren Oak Rose Bethany Robert Elric Morgan Lily And Talon. Standing beside Talon’s altar, I begin again. “Gracious Lady who rules over both life and death, your sons and daughters have crossed to the Summerland. Help us keep them in our hears so that they will find their place among the honored ancestors. Help those who remain find comfort in the natural cycles to keep in touch with that which never dies.” Putting my hand on one of the torches, all of those around the circle flame brighter.

He tried to approach my carriage. Fytar drew two long blades, spinning them in his hands. "Fytar, what do you mean by this?!" "When Bydona came of age and descended to the mortal realm for her trial, she was almost betrothed to me. If it wasn't for your interference, we would've had three kids by now. Now, things have simply returned to the way they should be. If you're planning to steal her away again, I wouldn't mind if the Celestial Skies appoint a new God of War."

Despite the panic that affected Kyra, she did not lose sight of the condition of Celine, who seemed to be on the verge of losing consciousness. "Celine, breathe, please, you have to be strong, please, for me, I can't stand without you." Is it possible that Zain is still alive, this means that the head of the snake is still swirling around the place, O Almighty!! This is awesome, emerald green eyes, like two rare gems, Talia, he owns Talia, Zayn took Talia, Maxim and Ruby's daughter, her parents' trust. Kaiden rose from his seat, placing his palm on the position of his heart, and Damian followed him at the same pace, clutching the latter on his chest, as if excruciating pain afflicted them.

"The Blackthorne family's finest hunter. They sent you to kill the last Primordial heir." "They sent me to kill a monster." My father's younger face was hard, professional. "Seraphina Erebis. Daughter of chaos. Keeper of the old ways." "Is that what Marcus's father told you?" She laughed, and goddess fire danced in her eyes. "Richard Blackthorne has been planning this for decades. Kill me, and my power transfers to the nearest blood relative. My cousin. His wife." My father hesitated. In that heartbeat of doubt, my mother moved. Not to attack, but to show him something. She pressed her palm to the Sanctum door, and it blazed with memories older than both of them.

The weights weren't a handicap but a training tool she regularly employed to build strength and control. King Alexander watched with quiet pride mingled with concern. He recognised the cold calculation in his daughter's eyes, the same look Kailynn had worn when demonstrating why she was the most formidable female Alpha in the kingdom's history. The memory brought both comfort and pain. "She fights like her mother," he murmured to Phoebe, whose own expression had grown increasingly troubled. "Yes," Phoebe agreed softly. "But with your strategic mind." The combination was as impressive as it was intimidating.

“And I will shelter your daughters.” Celena’s hollow gaze swept the group. “Then go ; the gates of each realm will close behind you. Beyond lies nothing but wild lands and darkness.” Selene Blackthorn appeared beside the Oracle, dark queen reborn, eyes storm-gray but softened. “Sister,” she murmured; “I stand with you, though the world rejects us both.” Nyra’s chest seized. “We are mother and daughter ; we cast our lot together.” With that, Nyra turned from the citadel that had been her birthright, stepping across the threshold as the gates groaned closed. Each slammed shut with the finality of a death knell.