Roman Reigns Daughter Mga Nobela at Kwento

I reluctantly tore my eyes away from Viktor’s, facing the crowd of people who came today. I could make out August Halifax’s mop of red hair, stylishly parted to the side. A smile formed on his face as we locked eyes, his Dad standing by his side. I wasn’t surprised to see Annalise Halifax missing, August had her on a tight leash after what had happened. August had kept in touch, giving me detailed updates on everything happening in his Kingdom. He was finally able to take the throne, his Dad proud at his side. “As kindhearted, brave, and strong as her Mother.” Dad continued, making my heart flutter from the praise. “My daughter will usher in a new era as the first Alpha Queen.”

she ranted away, and I was confused… “Isn't Romeo your son also, Mariel?” She nodded, and I got scared. What kind of mother wishes to ruin her own flesh and blood? “Yes, he is my son with Remus. But he was not a product of love, he was a product of obligation, he was a product of his father's entitlement over my body…” I gasped, this woman is wicked, because she was deeply hurt, her soul was tainted, and her heart held deep wounds with unhealed scars. “I am done with trying to please the Adalwulf dynasty…” She finished, without revealing further information.

“Lucian City also has an heir.” I sit up. “A week after the Kingdom acknowledged the death of their only Lycan, two women arose saying that they birthed the King’s child. One was carrying a new born baby and the other woman had a baby bump. The werewolves confirmed that the two sons were indeed Rome’s children. The first son, Matthias Rome Lucian. The second son, Roman Lucian.” I let out a sigh. Even in his death, Rome still manages to infuriate me. “Make sure his children don’t go anywhere near mine.”

That Roman shot him to protect me. Kingston watches me. Waiting for me to give him a better explanation. “My father won’t take it lightly if he finds out you kidnapped me,” I say instead. Try to sound brave. Confident. “Roman Bellerie doesn’t let people touch what’s his.” “Is that what you are?” Kingston asks. “His?” The question lands wrong. Makes my skin crawl. “I’m his daughter. His ward. Whatever you want to call it. He’ll come for me.”

Around them, servants moved silently, clearing plates and bringing the next course, pretending not to notice the tension crackling between the royal daughter and her future stepbrothers. Buck grinned, unable to resist rising to her bait. "That I'm unbeatable in the ring." His chest puffed slightly with pride. "Three years running, champion in my age group." "Impressive," Elizabeth said, her tone suggesting it was anything but. "Though I wonder if your opponents give their all against the son of Thunder Peak's Luna." King Alexander watched his daughter with a mixture of pride and concern. Her political instincts were razor-sharp, sometimes too sharp.

“I, Luna Queen Angel, granddaughter of the Moon Goddess and daughter of the Late Alpha King William, release the royal power to you, Roman Gemstone.” “I, Roman Gemstone, accept the Royal Power and all that it stands for. I promise to protect those under my reign and to fight until my last breath should the need arise. I promise to lead the Kingdom and all the packs into a new era.” My eyes widened as the pair were lifted into the air, a soft wind blowing around them. This was when the realisation set in. Our lives would be forever different, and our daughter would grow to have a better life than I did. She would grow up knowing that her family, this, and the Royal Pack would forever have her

My smile widens at his words. "Stop stalling, Amelia. Throw out what's repressing you from the inside out at once." She crosses her arms, making her breasts stand out more, and I drop my gauze, wondering what color her pout is. Damn, focus! She is the daughter of the enemy. It must be a card out of the deck. She is his ex-wife's younger sister and last but not least, she is eighteen years old. "What happened?" I resolve to cut to the chase and avert my eyes from temptation. His face turns into a disgusted frown, but he's still looking at me.

His jet-black hair matched the darkness of his expression as he scowled in his seat, his fierce eyes casually gazing at the girls as if they were too boring for him. "This is my daughter, Arienda. We are the Rockwell family. We owned one of the towns in Rockmount. And my only daughter is the heir of our clan. She's royalty by blood," one of the kings said as she presented her daughter wearing her fancy gown and fanning herself. The girl held each side of her gown's skirt and bowed a little to give respect while smiling. Arden look at her from head to foot and gestured lazily. "Next," he said without hesitation.

“I want answers. Now.” Caden’s expression hardened, though his eyes flicked to Regina for confirmation. She nodded, though her face was pale. “She… she’s the daughter of traitors, Your Highness,” Regina stammered, but Kane caught the flicker of fear in her gaze. “Her parents tried to kill me ... ”

Rion looked at Roland with trembling eyes. "She was just a commoner that my son picked up. She made my son a soft man and made you a spoiled child. If she lived, she would have prevented Panthera from progressing because she made the king and his successors useless weak men," Roland spat out sharp words that made Rion's heart torn apart. Hearing his mother being insulted like that, Rion's heart ached so much that the tears that had stopped flowing rolled onto his pale cheeks again, and Roland immediately gave him another slap.