One Piece Shanks Daughter Novels & Stories

"There must be a misunderstanding. My daughter is young, and she takes pack security too seriously. If she offended your men, the Veyne family will apologize." "You are apologizing to the wrong person," Cassian said. Garrick looked at me properly this time. He saw the outsider tag on my wrist, the broken moonstone bracelet on the table, and the Draven crest exposed in the damaged setting. His face changed. Molly grabbed his sleeve. "Dad, do not listen to them. She came here alone. She has no proof." I met Garrick's eyes. "Isabella Draven." Cassian added, "Daughter of His Majesty, the Alpha King."

While they were whispering, Shana made her way to Shane who remained frozen on his spot but his eyes watched her every movement, “hi, I’m Shana,” she smiled, stretching her little hand to him. Shane looked from her beautiful face to her little hand, what’s with the girl? In fact, he should hate her, she is the daughter of the man who took his love from him, she is an evidence that they will never be together again but why, why does he want to pick her up and spin around, why does he want to go down on one knee and kiss her adorable black hair and cute face? Remembering that she still had her hand out to him, he took his from his pocket to shake her but a voice rang then, “Shana!”

“My name is Councilman Alpha Anthony of the Shining Moon pack representing the East. I present my daughter Cordelia. Alpha Beta class. She is intelligent as well as the most beautiful in the lands of the East. She is true to our ways and will serve Your Highness very well” “My name is Councilman Alpha Ethan of the Moon Stone pack representing the West. I present my daughter Briana. Alpha Beta class. She is diligent in politics as well as managing the servers in the household and packs for You Highness”. Then I see her step forward. She is in a stunning forest green strapless formal dress that goes to the ground. Her favorite slit up the side with gold shoes and a gold necklace with a moonsto

I say to her and squeeze her throat and she goes still and her face starts to turn purple. The rumble of bikes enters my ears as I watch her. “I am the daughter of Rebel Moretti-Jackson. My fathers are Don Dante Fanucci and President Dylan Scythe Steele of The Princes Of Darkness MC. That makes me the club princess. You are not welcome here. Felicity Granger.” I release my hold on her throat just as momma comes running and I climb off her as momma grabs the skank up by her hair and Felicity screams out and tries to fight my momma.

Soon his touch calmed the flames until there were no more. “She is a purebred phoenix shifter born from my own clan. I will not defend her or list her abilities, that is for you to find out on your own. You should remember this though, you ever insinuate that my family is not good enough for the Establishment again, I will make sure you understand just how good we are. My daughter will go on her seventh birthday along with her Imani or you will receive no help from me.”

She’s wearing her blue school skirt and a white short-sleeved shirt, white short socks and black shoes. This is another day she stands in front of the ginormous gates, and she turns her head to face the pedestrian's selling food or walking past. She is the Lunas daughter and most importantly a teenager who does not deserve the black bruises around her neck. Every day she exits the car she shows everyone what they are turning a blind eye to. This pack has no shame... the sins of the father cannot possibly be the sins of the daughter.

"Heard you’ve been… unwell. Pity. Your father lasted longer." I stared at the table. Let him talk. Let him carve me open. He snapped his fingers. "Bring the girl." She entered with her head bowed, a scarred thing in a servant's rags. Her hair was matted, her face a ruin of burns. But her hands - steady as she poured my wine - are hers. Leah. My daughter's fingers grazed the goblet. Her pinky was crooked, just like it was when she broke it climbing the palace walls at seven years old. She was too young to recover herself at that time.

I say, pointing to the Alpha and Luna of the Black Shadow Pack. Alpha Kade stands up from where he was previously seated and says, “Nice seeing you again Nathan, I was told you have my daughter." “I don't know what you are talking about." I scoff, folding my hands. “We were told that our Daughter, Alena is with you." He repeats.

I shook my head. "I'm not afraid of this ugly fucker and he did something with my daughter," I mumbled sourly. I glanced over and saw who must have been my son. He was tall like Grayson with blonde-haired like me. I grinned at him and being distracted was clawed across my bicep. I turned and shifted before I jumped up onto Kian, wrapping my legs around his neck and burying my claws. He reached up and shredded my thighs as I squeezed tighter. Fangs were embedded into my inner calf as I reached around and clawed at his chest. Kian and I were twisted around each other when Damon and my mate appeared from thin air.

I can’t handle that right now. I’m Everly Sasha Shadows, daughter of Zane Shadows and the granddaughter of Death. Failure should never be an option, and yet I failed. I failed so fucking hard that I don’t want anyone else to know, let alone my grandfather that is a god. It’s bad enough that Dad knows. I can’t handle anyone else knowing, not right now. I have to be able to find a way on my own to save Sebastian. With Dad and Mom's help, there has to be a way for us to figure it out. Going to Death is the last resort. A desperate attempt that I’m not ready for. Plus, if he finds out I failed, he might not want me to help with the underworld, and I don’t think my confidence could take that hit