Slash Daughter Novels & Stories

Bass' voice boomed from outside the room, he was definitely standing on the other side of them mirror, and he was cut off by Hayes who did us a favour. "Shut up, Bass. We've known her for years. Girl practically lives here." Hayes scoffed while flipping Bass off through the glass. "Just... what do I even say to you out of all people... don't die." He smiled before we exchanged our last goodbyes and he strolled out of the room. Welp. There goes the only trusty male figure I have close to me. "Hi, sweetheart. You must be Valentina. I'm Sierra Charles! It's nice to meet yo-" the lady began with a bubbly grin while reaching out to shake my hand but she quickly took it back when she saw the cuffs

She would strike at the heart of their family, tearing apart the bonds that held them together, and shatter their lives with a ruthlessness that would leave them broken and desolate. Gathering her loyal followers, Sasha set her vengeance into motion. Like shadows in the night, they slithered through the dark corners of existence, leaving behind a trail of chaos and destruction. Their actions became a symphony of calculated moves, each step bringing them closer to their ultimate goal—Zelda's parents, Louise and Gilbert, would pay the price for their perceived weakness.

If Solana continued doing that, they would also name her "Solana the Beheader" Ozul and Liliana trembled when they saw Lennon's burly figure slammed to the ground, splashing a large amount of blood. In that instant, Omar and Maya caught a loophole. One of them was slashed across their chest, almost ripping them open. On the other hand, the other person was cut from the left shoulder to the right rib, leaving a terrifying sword mark and almost splitting them in half, leaving the whole body bloody.

*Slash* *Wrack* *Slash* *Puchi* For several seconds Mane did nothing but cut up the god of destruction. Shiva was unrecognizable by now. His eyes were dull and hopeless, and his entire body was covered in blood. His arms lay limply at his side, and a closer look revealed that they were barely hanging onto his body. For Mane took his arms first before going after the rest of his body. And then the young Supreme took his legs. For there was nothing beyond Shiva’s knees. The young Supreme had deemed the god of destruction’s limbs as unnecessary and taken them off. *Boom*

Julian’s grip on my throat loosened slightly, his brows furrowing as he stared down at me, confusion flickering in his gaze. Then, I moved. My hand slipped into the pocket of my dress, my fingers curling around the small knife I’d hidden there. In one swift motion, I slashed it across Sophia’s arm, the blade biting deep into her flesh. Blood sprayed, splattering across the floor, and Sophia screamed, her hand flying to the wound as she stumbled back. "Now," I said, my voice steady despite the pain still throbbing in my throat, "I did slash her. Do your worst."

The viewing area once again exploded in an uproar thanks to Fane. Fane had faced David head-on, and actually did not lose. They had also seen that the slash still had some power to it after breaking through the thunder. However, it had just consumed too much energy to hold on to its form, causing it to disperse in the air. None of the warriors there realized that Fane had been the one to disperse the slash.

I sheathed my sword, put my daggers in the holster at my thighs and hid an extra dagger at the backside of my belt and concealed it with the long hood I always wore. Today, I will either earn an ally or me coming this far from home would go in vain. Last night, Mydia assured me that Queen Sylva will agree for the alliance but I was still nervous.

And while he did that, from what he had just said, it seemed he took another woman into his arms as well. Oh no… “Asher listen…” “I, Asher Clinton Zapata, rejects you Zara Emmett Dawson as my mate. May our bond be severed for eternity!” And just like that, the snapping sound. The click of something clinching in the middle, like a dried stick being stepped upon. I felt the thread of the bond break, leaving me in its tatters of pain. Oh no. Just what have I done? “I have always known you would ruin this! Just like you’ve always ruined everything that has ever come your way!” My step mother, Latisha hissed as she slapped me hard across the face.

The cut is so uniquely done that only a few drops of blood are seen. Soon, the knife reaches for her chest, and my blood boils, thinking she wants to plunge it into the bitch's chest. However, a slit appears in her tits, and we all know that must hurt really bad. Many swipes later, she is riddled with more cuts than I can count. “Karma is a bitch! I hope you know that phrase.” At those words, Daisy signals the other team members to lay the bitch on our special bed. She is not allowed to take a moment's breather before the switch begins.

the first said. “I already have,” the second replied. ⸻ My dagger was in my hand before I realized it. I looked between them. My son’s life depended on this. My pack’s life. My heart. “I’m sorry,” I whispered. Then I lunged— And slashed across the chest of the first one. His skin split. And black smoke poured out. Ash. She screamed—not in pain, but in rage. “I touched his soul!” she hissed, writhing as her stolen skin peeled back. “You’ll never be whole again!”