Novel & Cerita Star Wars The Daughter

What more did she want from me? My father, Brian Larson, sat by the side of the bed and sighed. "We spoiled her too much. I knew we shouldn't have kept her from the beginning. The fortune teller said that only Summer would bring us luck and that Sienna would only cause us misfortunes. If we had abandoned or killed her when she was born, things would've been much easier. My father's expression was so murderous that I truly believed that if I were there next to him, he would have choked me to death.

Austin POV I have my daughter in my arms. She is perfect. She has all her fingers and toes. Her hair is black like Rebel’s. Her eyes are like mine, I think. She gave me a small smile, and she has the cutest dimples I’ve ever seen. She yawns and I kiss her forehead. Rebel has made me a father once again, and I could be more in love with her and our daughter. Then chaos erupted. Rebel’s monitors go on the fritz, sounding all kinds of alarms. I look at Rebel, and she has become pale and has passed out.

“That’s funny coming from someone who looks like she raided a clearance bin at a drag convention and forgot to blend her contour.” Her expression turned sour instantly. “How dare you! Do you have any idea who I am? I’m the daughter of Jallaludin, the Beta of this Pack!” I scoffed, unimpressed. “Pathetic. A Beta’s daughter who still chose to offend everyone’s eyes all on her own.” “Excuse me?” Her mouth fell open, her face turning blotchy red. “You’d better watch your mouth. Not only am I the Beta’s daughter, I am the future Luna of this pack.”

Evelyn's eyes widened. "What?" The daughter stepped forward. "Now you understand." Evelyn looked at her. "No." "You saved Eli from his father." The entity's silver eyes turned toward the daughter. "Enough." The daughter smiled. "You've been waiting centuries for her." The entity's voice became colder. "Be silent." The daughter laughed. "You're afraid." The entire universe shook. The daughter was thrown backward. Evelyn caught her. "Why are you doing this?" The daughter looked at her.

I answered on the first ring. “Stephanie?” But it wasn’t her. It was a woman. One I didn't recognize her voice. “Hello, Diana,” the voice oozed through the speaker like venom. Smooth. Patient. Calculated. “We’ll be needing your daughter for a while for a little, you know? Orchestration for a future battle coming decades from now. ” My mouth opened, but no sound came. “Stay out of this if you don't want to be a target,” she continued. “And don't try to find her. She's far away from home than you can imagine.”

He looked at Seraphina. “She’s my daughter.” Then he looked at Sophia. “And you’re the woman I chose.” Sophia smiled. “Then let’s go.” The Primordial army charged. Seraphina’s eyes ignited. The entire universe went silent. And for the first time the First Daughter chose to fight. She raised both hands. Every star in existence moved toward her. A massive golden crown formed above her head. Sophia stared. “Seraphina…” Her daughter looked back. But the voice that came from her was no longer that of a child.

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.

I couldn't protect her from myself and ended up losing her. Now, our daughter, Skye...a witch, not a werewolf. Just like her mother. She is not only my heir but my redemption, the key to everything that matters. And I can't - I won't - let Jayleen Silver take her away from me. He can't have her. He can't... he won't.

Our life outside was fancy if we just finish our missions as soon as possible. Inside the club, I met a drunk girl with an innocent face. I thought she was a minor too, but she was older than me. We were so drunk that we did something not worth remembering. It was a one-night stand. And we don’t even know each other. “I have a daughter?” I uttered under my breath. “What are you saying?” Kylo’s brows furrowed. “I am your biological father. If you wish it isn’t true, I would understand.” “That’s a lie.”

Although it was early in the night, a large portion of wolves had found their mates, and were dancing softly together, or had exited the ball early to be alone together. “Alpha Evander, Luna Ida,” my father greeted, and all three of us bowed. “Betas Marley and Imara,” Evander grinned. It sounded strange to hear my parent’s names; I always thought of them as mum and dad. “And who’s this?” Luna Ida asked, peering inquisitively at me. “This is our daughter, the Young Beta Arienne,” my dad said. I bowed again. “It’s an honour to meet you,” I said, nodding to each of them in turn.