Novel & Cerita Palace 3: The Lost Daughter

I noticed her little altitude earlier, but I am not in the mood for her whining. I pulled up her contact once again and dialed it. Just then I saw someone running around in the hall. I turned to see what was going on. It looked like something huge was happening. I slid my pocket back into my pocket and walked back into the hall. I could see Damon’s daughter lying almost unconscious on a table. He stood right next to her. What has this little girl done this time around? The last time she was at the royal palace, she somehow managed to find her way to the warrior room and broke treasures and now she is lying here flat.

HAERA. The Palace is divided into three Major sections that make up the big expanse of land that is inhabited by the Alpha and his family. The Palace is big enough to house the Alpha's family, hundreds of maids and guards alike while also leaving out enough space for military trainings and land to farm the best vegetables and plants used in preparing the meals of the Alpha. The first section is the guard quarters, a low ground building that extends further to the back and is the first part of the Palace that one encounters. Being the protective force of the palace,it was only normal for the quarters to be the first as well as the second biggest. The quarter swarms with guards who are mostly

Aurora must have noticed it to as she lifts her nose slightly to sniff the air around us before turning to look at me with fear in her eyes. 'Do you smell that?!' She whispers through the link 'Link your father' I link back, my eyes frantically scanning the streets around us as the smell begins to get stronger. It was then that I noticed how empty the carpark was. Other than Margaret's there was only one other car here which looked like it had been abandoned. It was old with faded blue paint and numerous rust spots over the body. '10 warriors on route. Keep my daughter safe!' Alpha Nicos voice sounded through the link

Maybe there was power here that she had never seen before. "You think I do not know what is happening here?" Malgron called out, his voice echoing off the stone walls. "You think I cannot see the little plan you two are cooking up with your heads together like a pair of conspirators? My daughter is pretending not to know me. That is fine. I can be patient. But I am not leaving this palace until you give her back to me. I will fight you if that is what it takes. I will burn this whole place down. I will—"

Only one day out of my immortal life. I closed my eyes and envisioned the castle of Faerl. The tears had not stopped. I portaled to the throne room. The king and queen had the court assembled. They were trying to figure out another reconnaissance mission to find their long lost daughter. She had been missing since she was three.

his voice changed and he was trolling out. Lalene was his only daughter and she looked like her mother, his former mate, I wasn't going to let him lose his daughter. Boar mind-linked me and said, "I think I found her but the door is magically sealed," I teleported over there. I heard the others running coming down the hall, I cipher the magic from the door and it opened. Princess Lalene was dead and I heard Pele scream running over to her and taking her in his arms, his screams shattered all the glass around us. He yelled, "Find who killed my baby," I linked all guards in the Palace to lock it down and the surrounding areas, Pearson and Asiane jumped out the window like fucking ninjas and Mi

“Amara, we’re going to war. Not just with Dante. With everything he built. You need to decide if the ghost of who he was still has a place in your heart.” I stared down at my hands. “He doesn’t.” “Then stop letting his face haunt you through your son,” she said simply. Her words didn’t come from cruelty. They came from someone who’d learned long ago that scars only had power if you fed them. I nodded slowly. “I won’t let him.” “Good,” she said, flicking her cigarette into the wind. “Because we’ve got work to do.” --- That night, the estate transformed. Plans stretched across the table in the strategy room. Maps. Ledgers. Luca stood at the head of the table, his voice calm and cutting.

They left the police station like a zombie in a daze and headed straight for the hospital. At that moment, Summer was still on the call with the fortune teller. "Sir, I've already given you so much money. What else do you want? I'm only asking you to tell my parents that they must find me a suitable bone marrow donor, yet you're asking me for two hundred thousand dollars? Where am I going to get so much money from?" My parents overheard the phone call as they entered. "What did you just say?" Brian ran over to her and snatched the phone from her. Seeing the phone number on the call, he laughed derisively.

Ever since I stepped foot into this palace he has faced one drama or the other because of me. It’s enough. A sick twist of pain cut through my chest. Roland watched my expression shift, and his smile stretched wider with triumph. “Good girl,” he whispered, “you’re starting to understand.” I swallowed hard, my throat burning around the presence of the blade. “You’d kill your own daughter’s mother?” I whispered. “Can’t you see how happy she is here?” He shrugged. “She will be even happier with me. And besides, you are nothing but collateral damage.”