Oberyn Daughters Novels & Stories

The air smelled of resin and coming frost. Morris stood at the head of the clearing, Luna and Elias flanking him. The twins were almost nine now, tall for their age, dark-haired and sharp-eyed. Luna’s fingers twisted in the fabric of her dress; Elias kept bouncing on his toes. My daughter Daenerys waited a few paces away, her chin high, her hands clasped behind her back. She looked so much like Roland in profile, the same high cheekbones, the same stubborn jaw. But her eyes were mine, and the quiet strength in her stance belonged to no one but herself.

Orain said, raising his gaze, he saw his two daughters approaching. Nafteni and Omelia are my two daughters." Orain said as the both of them were ushered into the courtroom, escorted by two guards. Nafteni was the docile one, her gaze fixed on the ground, but her beauty surpassed that of her sister. Omelia was the daring one; she gazed at Ragaleon straight in the eye, her blue eyes piercing and intense. The both of them bowed slightly. "You can take one of them and add to your wives." Orain said, purging himself with more wine. Ragaleon, however, wasn't interested.

"From the Royal Court of Femheneth." I watched the queen's expression shift subtly. Recognition flared behind her eyes, and she tilted her head ever so slightly in interest. "Hmm," she mused, lightly brushing her fingers against the brooch pinned to her bodice. "Are you, by chance, the daughter of Dir Alrlonheneth, the general?" "Yes, Your Majesty," Soraheneth replied quickly. "I am his eighth daughter." The Alphamaja smiled. "Well-mannered. Beautiful. Soft-hearted, I presume. The Fae bloodlines always did raise their daughters with such grace."

"Onyx, what's going on, what happened?!" Onyx sat beside Gwen, taking hold of her hand. "It's confusing, Gwen. Even I do not understand," "Please tell me anything, you are the only one I trust to explain everything to me," Gwen's tone was helpless. "What happened in the arena?" "You know about the gifted right?" She asked and Gwen immediately nodded. "Only a few of their kinds exist and I told you Luna Nordika is one of them, she could manipulate air and her powers can be passed to her child or her grandchild, in this case, Guinevere got the ability. As an Alpha born, her powers manifested the day she was born and then there's you, you don't know who your parents are, you don't know your ide

She glanced at the gold dusts on Irene’s desk and sat gracefully across her. “Tell me, who snuffed out our little sun’s warmth?” Irene’s eye began to water again and she blew her nose on a tissue. Alodia cringed. “I found my mate,” she muttered. “But he has someone else,” Irene added. “Am I really Selene’s daughter, Aunt Lo?” she stared at Alodia. “Oh, love,” Alodia went to her niece and hugged her. “Of course, you are the moon’s daughter, child. How else will you explain these gifts you have? And the moon shines brighter each year on your birthday. You even have her hair,” Alodia stared at her.

Just present. "Lucian mentioned children," I finally say. "Silas and Morgana." "I know. I've found references." "Tell me." She pulls out a small notebook. "Silas is younger. Silver hair like his father. Powerful but more human than Lucian ever was." "And Morgana?" "The Violet Daughter. Legend in dark magic circles." Sage flips a page. "She disappeared a century ago. Everyone assumed dead." "But if she's alive and learns her father died..." "She'll come for revenge."

I eyed Sagon and mouthed who is Nereus? "Nereus is Lucifer's daughter, Rebekah's son. The father of the boy is named Orion and he is the son of the fairy queen you fired your hellfire at. He's also a blood drinker, similar to a vampire," Sagon informed me and I cursed. The damn moon Goddess is going to make him her mate, just to spite me and make me deal with that fucking fairy I just know it," I growled in my mind and Adira was laughing at me.

“I know it’s stupid, but it’s like they’ve disappeared. Just like that. Gone. And I know I’ve seen them every day of my life until now, and now they’re—Aries, what if they never come back!?” He crossed the room in three long strides and gently wrapped his arms around her from behind, resting his hands over her belly. “Your toes are very much still there,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to her temple. “They’re just hiding. Like Ruby does when she doesn’t want to do her lessons.” Aurora laughed, then cried harder. “Moon above, what is wrong with me?” “You’re growing a tiny, powerful, royal lycan daughter,” Aries said firmly. “Who also happens to have one of the most emotional mothers the realm h

"Our Oracle told us you had returned." "I am." Kari replied as I felt Magnus come rushing into the room. I looked up at him, he looked like a mixture of fear and anger in his eyes, he rushed over and took me into his arms, I clutched on to his shirt. "As are we." I looked to see Henriette and Menhit, the other two daughters of Seline that make the trio up. King Triton turnerd to look at the King of Werewolves, a look of shock and awe on his face.

Xena jumps in. “Okay. Still waiting for what happened.” “I can help with that,” Arthur takes over when it becomes apparent that they are not going anywhere. “We were on family vacation in Verilo last week. Our son Thundra was playing with a little girl at the beach. We really can’t explain what happened there. One moment they were running around laughing, the next, it was all screams. Thundra was unconscious and the little girl had a gaping wound on her head with blood pouring out. The girl’s mother is the Golden queen’s daughter, Orlaith. She and her mate, Neptune are the most difficult people I have ever dealt with. They want us to hand over our son to avenge their daughter.”