The Real Daughter Came Back To Chill And Kill Novels & Stories

Excitement pervades me, expecting some cheesy lines from it but instead of butterflies in my stomach, terror slowly fills me as soon as I read it. “So, the daughter of Jera Young was still alive huh? Should I just bomb the whole Coleman Empire to get rid of you? For sure you’ll turn into ashes after that.” ~ M .C

“That’s the storage room. Why would you pick that? Choose another.” “I’m used to small rooms. They make me feel safer.” My tone carried a hint of self-mockery. After a sigh, they agreed. Just like that, they agreed to let their biological daughter, who had been missing for ten years, live in the storage room. Leila, their fake daughter, returned right on cue. She ran upstairs and looked visibly surprised when she saw me in the storage room. I glanced at her, calm and composed. She thought I didn’t know her little schemes—that she had deliberately placed a panda plush in her room to lure me into choosing it.

My feet pounding the rhythm along with the drums. “Oh devoted Ahlai, Oh devoted Ahlai, Your son is Alpha Lunar Storm, your pack’s weakness did die! You saved them with a blessing gifted from most high!” The singers trumpet. The beat a gleeful celebration of Alpha Rezaor’s triumph with no acknowledgement that Ahlai’s father is the one who is dead or that her son was the result of forcible mating. I happily dance. I am a puppet on the stage, doing as is required of me. Dead inside. The happiness just a mask for my disdain.

Summer got nervous as she saw Sarah's eyes reddening. She suddenly realized something. "You've found Sienna? Why won't she donate her bone marrow to me? Why?! How dare she? We're sisters! She must save me." She added, "You two as well! I'm your daughter. How could you not save me?" Summer wanted to live, so I could understand her maniacal reaction at that moment. After all, I was like that before I died. Yes, I finally remembered how I died. I remembered it all when I saw the photo of my killer at the police station.

Callan and I start to growl at her, her smile is vicious. “Are you boys looking for my daughter? She did not come home but, I will tell you now, she is not your whore! Go fuck a mutt! Leave her alone!” she snarls. I had a feeling that I might face her, my father warned me about her, her father had told him, that he had a daughter that went dark years ago. He gave me a pill with powerful magic that blocks a dark one's attack. She closes her eyes and starts chanting, as she is distracted, we decided to try and drive away. Suddenly we felt something pulling on the car. It feel as if something has attached an anchor to the car and turned us into sitting ducks.

"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."

“Shouting won’t bring her back.” I paled as I heard that. “Mum, Dad,” I said quietly, but everyone froze and listened. “In the fight. I was told that two people died, but that nobody was sure who they were. Who was it, Mum? Who died, Dad?” I asked, my voice cracking with unshed tears. “Arienne –“ my mum said, but Ryna shouted over her. “It was Ayon,” she spat, half-sobbing. “It was my daughter, and it should’ve been you.”

My plan of revenge was just kicking in. I could hear even more yelling coming from upstairs but I stayed put. Everything was indeed falling into place. I had Chad off my back. My mother knew that I was her daughter reincarnated. Jade now knew the truth about me. And now, my supposed parents were beginning to suffer for wiping out the Thunder pack. And this was just the start. In a few minutes, I heard heavy footsteps approaching me. Soon, the owner of the footsteps was shown and it was my supposed father. “Katara, what the actual f*ck?!” He shouted the words at the top of his lungs.

I gritted out trying to reign my anger, making my father raise an eyebrow. "Go on?" He said. "He has abused his half daughter." I let out in a very angry tone. Clenching my fists to try and control my anger. "Half daughter?" He asked with furrowed brows. Right, I forgot that no one knew about that. "Yes, half daughter. Lady Nyx is his half daughter. And he has been whipping her. Her back is so scared from it. It is Horrendous.*" I let out more anger than I had intended. My father raised his eyebrows in understanding.

I could only wonder why she was like this. I took a step back until my back hit a chair. She leaned towards me, “You, how did it feel, over 21 years and no one found out, you disgusting murderer,” she pulled away and studied my eyes. The hair in my hand all stood, and I placed my hand on her chest before pushing her away. She kept a straight face, “Are you not afraid of Karma? You tried to kill my daughter, killed my sister, and you also attempted to kill Julia.” There was a pause, and she twisted her lips as though the next words were sour.