Surviving As A Tyrant's Daughter Mga Nobela at Kwento

I wished the ground would swallow me up instead of facing those cunning politicians. But it didn’t happen! I was dragged to the conference Hall, where a room full of stern-faced Alphas observed me keenly as my dad introduced me. “Gentlemen, meet my daughter, Shyla Harrison. She is my heir and a pure-blooded Fenrir Alpha.” The piercing cold gazes of Alphas pierced my soul, it felt awkward to be the center of attraction. After all, I wasn’t a specimen for curious school kids where they were examining me for educational purposes.

"You get them to safety. Promise me." "As you wish, your Majesty." The Valkyrie pounced on my mates and I ripped my hand from Caspian's, sprinting to the edge of Katharine's power. I heard them scream my name. Heard Caspian cursing each one of my girls and Julian roaring that they were dooming me. Mikaela cried, her sobs almost breaking her chest open. But I focused on my daughter instead. On the power vibrating off of her in great waves. "It is you and me until the very end, baby girl."

She tells me. "It's Arianna, Arianna Sinclair." I tell her. "Well it's nice to meet you Arianna, now why don't you tell me how you got yourself in this conundrum." She asks me and then starts bringing out her supplies to take care of my injuries. "Well I was mated to the Alpha of our pack, I was happy, I thought this was finally it you know, finally something that would make my parents notice me but I was so wrong. He rejected me and to make it even worse, he replaced me with my younger sister. I was so furious, so mad, but I kept it to myself. I went home to deal with the pain of my rejection. My parents were so happy for my sister not even minding that her happiness came at the cause of my

I didn't like this at all, I know he messed up but that was all in the past and not some cold-hearted beast. “It doesn't give you the right to disrespect him!” My father yelled and she growled back at him, making me gasp. “Have you ever witnessed a trauma in your pathetic life before Tyson? I watched her suffer and I won't let her relax in the same path again. She was raped! Battered, broken, and denounced from her pack! She thought she fell in love with an angel but he turned out to be a monster and sent my daughter's nudes viral! Now the blood related to that monster, married her by force, by threats and I swallowed it all up!

“Grab the little kid.” “What-” Before I could react and take a stance, he forcefully yanked April from my grasp, pushing me to the side. “Stop! Let her go!!” “You tell me what I want to hear or I kill her,” Tyler spoke with a devilish smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “I don’t know what you want! Let her go!” I screamed, breathing frantically as my heart began to race faster than ever. “You and I know that's a lie. You’re the vampire leader’s daughter, and you know everything about your father.”

"I heard everything about Cadia. Too bad, honestly, I'm rooting for your slow burn plan." Armano's gray eyes fixed on him." It was her idea. The one who found the cure of that pandemic was my daughter." "She is wonderful person, isn't she?" "May I ask about your relationship with her?" The young man smiling and out his empty glass on the table, "Like I said, she is my destiny. We already passed the dragon's trial, too." The Duke's forehead wrinkled. His brother's warning was right. "Did you know what she said when I asked about her resignation from the election? She wants to be the successor of this family and refused to marry anyone."

The man who knelt beside his family begged, he looks scrawny and improvised. "I don't care!" Queen Isle rumbled, instantly slashing the little girl beside the mother. "Mona!" The woman shockingly scream, she wailed as she hugged her daughter who was now dead and was bleeding profusely in her arms. "Mona!" The man horrifyingly yell, looking beside his wife as he saw his daughter dead. He snaps his head to glare at the queen, but queen Isle immediately slashes his two eyes, blood erupted and smeared her face. "Argh!!" The man bellowed, hugging his bleeding two eyes which has gone blind.

But I tried to push those thoughts aside, focusing on the small glimmer of hope that still burned inside of me. Someday, I will escape this life and find a way to fight against the tyranny of those like my father. Until then, I must endure and survive, no matter how mercilessly I was treated. "Maybe I should just sell you off to him now," my father continued, his voice cold and menacing. I felt a surge of panic at his words, but I tried to remain calm. "Please, Father," I pleaded. "Don't do this to me. I'll do better, I promise."

"Power without compassion is nothing but tyranny. The Eirian seeks to conquer and oppress, while I fight for the freedom and safety of all beings. You've lost sight of what truly matters." Vaxia's lips curled into a mocking smile. "Compassion won't protect you, Zeke. Look at your daughter, look at Francine. She’s just a princess, but weak. How long do you think you can shield her from the harsh realities of this world? Join us, and we can offer her a life of true power and dominance." Zeke's fists clenched at his sides, his muscles taut with restrained fury. "I would never subject my daughter to the darkness and destruction your pack brings. The world doesn't need more power-hungry conqueror

My breath grows shallow, a small pain blooming beneath my ribs. Seven years. It’s been seven long years since I last saw him, since I stormed out of his apartment in tears and swore never to look back. But that girl is gone. The overweight, softhearted girl who used to believe in fairy tales died quietly that night. What’s left is Naomi Wells, a woman of calm voice and careful steps, someone who has built a safe, small world for herself and her daughter. “Mom,” Sophie murmurs softly, tugging on my sleeve. “Why are you staring at the door?”