Slash Daughter Novels & Stories

My hand picked up a pair of pliers, and my scalpel. The rogue’s eyes widened as I approached, his breaths coming in rapid bursts. "Wait! Wait! Please—" “Too late,” I said, my voice cold. “You had your chance.” And i slashed his knee with the Scalpel, his screams echoing against the walls of the dungeons. But i didnt stop, slashing his knee until the bones were visible. I couldnt stop. I didnt want to. It was better than thinking of Valerie. It was better than wanting Valerie.

she backtracked quickly, stammering. “I know.” Lola let out a soft sigh as her gaze drifted to the glowing neon lights of the strip club sign ahead. They reflected her green eyes like tiny fireworks. “But here’s the thing, if I’m not shameless, someone else will try to tear me down. And I’m not about to give them that power.”

The dildo stayed stuck inside my pulsing cunt as my walls clenched and spasmed around it. I kept squirting and crying out, my entire body jerking and twisting in raw ecstasy. When the intense waves finally started to fade, I weakly pulled the dripping dildo out of my soaked pussy with a wet pop and dropped it onto the soaked sheets. I collapsed flat on my back, breathing hard, my body still twitching. Nova marched straight toward the bed like a storm. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked my head up roughly. SLAP! The sharp sound of his palm cracking across my face echoed through the room. My head snapped to the side from the force. I crashed back down onto the bed, my cheek burning.

Kaliyah's POV Digging my claws into its chest, I ripped through the coarse material like it was paper. I slashed the dummy again and again, letting out my pent-up emotions in the process. I could have easily destroyed it in one go, but I needed it to last longer, to suffer, to endure my strength. My claws slashed through its arms, its legs, and its neck, tearing it apart piece by piece. The material began to fray and shed under my relentless assault, yet it wasn't enough—it needed to endure more.

His movements were savage, unrestrained, and ruled by raw fury. SLASH! The first lash cut through the air with a cruel hiss before it cracked across my back. The pain came instantly, searing and white-hot. It tore through skin and muscle, igniting nerves as if a fire had been lit beneath my flesh. My body shuddered with the impact, my knees threatening to give out. Yet, I refused to fall. My teeth ground together, and I kept silent. SLASH!! Then came the second strike. The sound echoed a wicked slash that reverberated through the open courtyard.

Arnold said and they both laughed. ****** "Shaunie, I changed my mind, I'm not looking for the dagger anymore. I'll just wait till someone finds it, and then take it from them." Kalisha said while staring at her manicured nails. "What ever decision you take, I'm fine by it." Shaunie said. Just then, Kalispell walked into the room. "You now ignore your mother right??" She asked, but Kalisha heads were down, still on her manicured nails. "I only came to inform you about the slave boy, he isn't your type, stop doing those nonsense with...." Before Kalispell could finish talking, kalisha gave her a deafening slap on the right cheek.

He was so humiliated that he and his friends spread rumors that I was sleeping around, stringing multiple guys along at the same time. When Sally found out, he went after them one by one. He beat every single one of them until no one dared whisper my name again. One time, the boy who started the rumors called in a few of his friends. After school, they followed Sally down the hallway and shoved him through a floor-to-ceiling window. Sally never saw it coming. His entire body crashed through the glass, and he tumbled to the ground in a shower of broken shards. The fall was not far enough to cause anything serious, but both of his arms were slashed to ribbons by the fragments.

When Rowan Nightshade’s hand struck my face, I did not understand what had happened at first. The sound cracked through the training corridor of Silvermoon Federal Academy. My body tipped to the side, my teeth aching from the force, and for a few seconds all I heard was a dull ringing in my ears. My left cheek went numb, then burned as if molten silver had been poured over it. I covered my face and looked up at him. Rowan Nightshade, heir of the Shadowfang Pack, had slapped me in front of more than a dozen students because I had argued with a transfer girl.

“We’ll burn it all down—together.” A breath hitched in her chest. Not from fear this time—but from something deeper. Rage, Resolve and survival. She looked down at the list again, her name surrounded by meaningless numbers and comments about her looks. She wasn’t a product. She wasn’t a prize. She was going to end him. The sound of boots in the hall made her sit up straighter. Daniel entered the room, holding a phone. “Surveillance just picked up a hit on Slade,” he said. “He’s in LA centre. Meeting with one of the heads from the Ukrainian syndicate.”

I grabbed my purse and got up to leave. Jason suddenly rushed forward, blocking my way. Then, he dropped to his knees with a thud. "Kate, I know I broke your heart. I'm not asking you to forgive me, and I don't expect you to. I must've been out of my mind to get used by her so thoroughly! I just need you to let me finish…"