Snow White Daughter Novels & Stories

I stood up with my belly on display. “I am Aurora Grayson. Recently I learned that I was not at all human as I’d spent my entire life believing, I learned about the supernatural realm, I learned about my parents and each one of you here. I learned that I am not just Aurora Grayson's future lawyer but I am actually Princess Aurora Grayson-Montaforta, hair to Westhaven Kingdom, Mate of Damon Montaforta, the hair to the throne of veiled valley. I am princess Aurora Grayson, soon to be mother to My Daughter. My Daughters name is Princess Thea, Lucia Montaforta She is the Hair of Veiled Valley and The Hair of Westhaven. Damon and My Mate bond will bring our kingdoms together Our daughter will ens

Ronan’s POV For a few seconds, no one spoke. The shelter seemed too small for the truth. My father looked at Nyra again. This time, he looked differently. Not with fear of her, but fear for what the truth made her. Elaine’s daughter. Tobias Viremont’s daughter. A royal bloodline standing in a ragged shelter outside wraith land while the werewolf side bled behind us.

“The seasons had stopped turning. The land was dying, and no one knew why, not fully. The black magic had twisted the balance and cursed the cycle of the seasons.” Father frowns. “The air… it has felt different lately. The trees near the river bloomed. Thalia said it was just the weather—” “It wasn’t,” Lazlo says. “It was Xelina.” Father turns to me. “You brought Spring?” “I was the last thread still tied to the old bloodline,” I say, my fingers tightening around the edge of the shawl at my shoulders. “The daughter of Nadjia, the white witch of Virechant, and you, Caelan, shifter of Lunemar.”

Her hair spills across the pillow, tangled from the night, and her brows twitch just slightly as if she’s dreaming something she’s trying to wake up from. I brush her hood back, fingers barely grazing her temple. No bruises. No injuries. Good. I step back, my breath catching. How did it come to this? This girl, this werewolf, the daughter of the king I swore I’d destroy, unconscious in the one place I once called safe. The cabin where my mother used to read by candlelight, where Thorne taught me how to catch fish, where the world was still whole. And now she’s here. I sink into the old chair by the wall, eyes never leaving her.

the maid said after knocking. They heard light footsteps from the inside and after a few seconds, the door opened and it revealed a little girl with the same hair color as their father and clear gray eyes. She had long eyelashes and a pointed nose. Her cheeks were also flushed naturally which highlighted her snow-white skin that looked like she hadn’t been allowed to go under the sun. “Brothers?” Her voice trembled as she looked up to see the faces of her brothers. Just as expected, the looks they gave her weren’t that welcoming. It was the same as the duke’s eyes when he told her that she was his daughter. There was no warmth in their eyes, just curiosity, and contempt.

As Raina's best friend, Kallena was very delighted that Raina's daughter had been found, but Snow was Marcel's adopted daughter and Kallena's future daughter-in-law, so Kallena had to pay attention to it. Kallena smiled a little unnaturally, "I do not know if it is true. I heard a few friends chatting about it. It seems that there is such a thing. You can ask your father about it. Maybe you will have a sister in the future." Snow smiled faintly and nodded. She lowered her head and ate numbly. Knowing that the Sonnet family found their long-lost daughter, Jocelyn was calm. Anyway, this kind of thing had nothing to do with her, so she didn't take it seriously.

"You look just like your mother." "The mother you abandoned?" His jaw tightens. "I didn't know about you until recently. Your mother never told me she was pregnant." "Convenient excuse." Dylan appears beside me, along with James and several warriors. The council elders watch from the pack house, letting me handle this. "Alpha Winters," Vincent acknowledges coldly. "I heard you rejected my daughter. Yet here you stand beside her." "Things change," Dylan says simply. Vincent laughs bitterly. "Yes, especially when you discover she's the White Wolf. Suddenly the omega's daughter becomes worth keeping."

Kaze said coldly. Ptooey! Dagon spat the blood on the floor and covered his mouth. His gaze turned grim as he bellowed, “You piece of shit! You are just a sugar baby, what are you talking about?!” Kaze called Snow immediately. Meanwhile, in a coffee shop, Snow was having coffee with Mathias. “Snow, you are the eldest daughter of the Frost family, why did you come all the way here to this city just to become someone’s assistant? With your background and capabilities, you can be the chairwoman of Perfect World Group.”

Ruby’s point of view; After returning home after the Red Snow Pack, I spent a lot of time in my room crying. Finally, I went on a hunger strike to encourage my father to act. He was forced to go to the Red Snow Pack to discuss my engagement with André. I was the daughter of an Alpha. How could I lose to this humble hybrid? In the past, I didn't want my father to interfere because he was too authoritarian. His manners would probably offend André and his family. But now I didn’t care.

His queen, Queen Eira, blonde and still lovely greeted me with a smile that lit up her stunning grey eyes. Thorin Ulberg introduced me to his three attractive daughters. The three of them looked almost alike, being very tall for she-wolves, blonde and blue-eyed. Sigrun, the eldest daughter regarded me with a slow, sexy smile. I nodded to her briefly. Frigg, the middle one briefly met my eyes and looked down. She didn’t smile. My guess was she didn’t want to be here. Noted. Nanna, the youngest shyly peeked at me, her face turning crimson, but I saw her wolf flashing through her eyes and there was nothing shy about that look.