The Archmages Daughter Novels & Stories

Henry My family stands a few feet behind the Knights as we watch Alpha Maven, Luna Amelia, and Magnolia. Magnolia looks stunning, like a true leader. We watch as Xavier Black comes out of his car and his eyes immediately survey the area like he’s checking for any immediate threats. His daughter walks up behind him and I don’t know what I was expecting from Beatrix Black, but it’s not what I saw.

Not only because she was the heir to the kingdom but also because of King Darian’s daughter’s attitude and good nature. “The thing is, I don’t know where to find Queen Obelia.” “Queen Obelia has the power of a black magician. It is likely that she is indeed from a clan of dark magicians,” said Argo. “But the black magicians have long since perished.” “Perhaps there are other clans that we have never known.” Deril looked at Queenie. This time, the beautiful girl clearly looked confused. Although she displayed calm, Deril could read the confusion on her face.

"Pity. You cannot do anything to me. Infact, you need me." "How dare you insinuate—" "Without an anchor to the mortal realm, you'd be gone in a day. Two at the most." The woman waved a bored hand, then jerked her chin towards the cauldron. "I can see you were trying to perform a ritual. The Ritual of Infernal Transformation, perhaps?" Aosoth gritted her teeth. "It failed." "Figures." "My daughter is one of yours now." She spat. "A Hunter,"

And even if he doesn't come, there are other powerful mages in this country because of the presence of that old geezer. There was no telling what was going on in her mind as she narrowed her eyes at the young man. After lightly flicking her fingers to summon a lackey who later kicked Niccoli off the stage, she spoke to the person, "Lilith’s great grand daughter as well as its daughter and beast protect; including your school headmaster vanished one after another, leaving you all alone to fend off all possible attackers. I am simply one of them, and probably one of the most conservative since, as you said, this is the territory of another powerful mage. But within our ranks, there's no lack o

It was hard to believe that his daughter was capable of so much violence, his little girl was the woman Aidan had told Aric stories about. The Cold Queen~ Aric can't even comprehend the hardships she must have gone through to make her mark in the supernatural world that even a Dragon like Aidan fears her wrath. How many demons she must had chased off all by her own self~ "Name your condition and consider it done. It's a father's promise to his daughter." Aric pulled his shoulders back in determination. "Don't you want to know what will be the price you will have to pay to be a part of my life?" Amber raised her eyebrow in question. Doubts filled her mind, she didn't expect Aric to blindly ma

Leo's POV : As David, my friend, invited me to his newly opened night club, away from the city and my territory, I couldn't refuse. I was really into partying and stuff before I took over the responsibilities. Or should I say hardships?? Hm… anyways with a half mind I went there and the vibe was good. It was a club open for everyone, even humans. Yes, my buddy specially invited me as he got good booze with hot babes. I was in the VIP lounge watching the dance floor, with two blondes side by side, I was enjoying my weekend. That's when a girl caught my attention. Her moves were amazing and she was too curvaceous not to notice. As I saw her move towards the bar counter, I silently followed her

They met my eyes with a degree of smugness; they had won. “One of my ancestors waged a war against the Fae and brethren,” the Queen said to me. I looked again at the two mages; we were the only three within the room who were not entirely mankind. “He and his servants left extensive libraries of writing on the subject matter. My mages have been reading those works since your surprise arrival at their college.” “Phimion,” I supplied, as the pause indicated she expected a response. “King Phimion was my ancestor’s name,” she repeated.

The sand rolled about, forming weird symbols over the board. "No pall of darkness has ever before enveloped this holy land," the Hora uttered the words slowly, leaning over the board as if he was reading those signs. "You shall go on otherworldly quests, enter a fire-lit realm where no living soul has ever gone. When ashes fall from the roaring sky, you shall lead the Naga race to the Great War. The fate of the living—and the dead—rest upon you, O the great destroyer."

It was so they could finally see that without Him, they were nothing. ****** Encampment of Aquyra Meanwhile, at the encampment of Aquyra, inside Archon Malik’s tent, a soldier escorted in a woman whose face was covered with a veil, leaving only her eyes visible. “My lord,” she greeted, bowing her head. “So, you’re here,” Archon Malik said with a mocking grin. “Your father is truly something, isn’t he? Sending his only daughter into this war as assurance of our alliance.” He stepped closer and reached out to lift her veil, but the woman quickly stepped back and bowed politely.

“Blake, I want you to meet my daughter, Daya. Daya, this is Blake, Archangel Michael’s first and only child.” “Well hi there, cuz,” She casually said, seemingly almost amused as she boldly approached, giving me a warm smile. “Welcome to the club,” She then quickly said and before I could even realize what was happening she had already lunged at me, crushing me in a warm hug.