Venom's Daughter Mga Nobela at Kwento

Velara’s hand fell limp, and her entire body went slack, surrendering to unconsciousness now that she believed she was safe. I kept licking her wounds, trying to stop the bleeding, before shifting back to human. Her father approached, his scent familiar. He bent to sniff her neck, but I snarled, baring my teeth, before scooping her into my arms. He shifted back, averting his eyes from his daughter’s nudity. I shielded her body tightly against my chest, protective fury surging through me. “What are you doing here?” I demanded. “Your men abandoned the meeting so suddenly I suspected trouble,” Viktor snapped, his gaze falling briefly to his daughter’s pale face before hardening again. “Is she g

I say while a tear rolls down my eye. “Venus, no—” “I, Venus Donovan, daughter of Alpha Elijah and Verena Dovonav of the Iron Claw Pack, reject you, Bronze Nova of the Silver fang Pack, as my unfated mate.”

I charged towards him and elongated my claws on his neck,I lifted him up in the air,his legs were dangling in the air pleading to land on the floor. “Don't you ever dare to tell me what to do!!,I will kill you and feed your body to the vultures if you dare me!!”.I snarled at him,his breathing was becoming slow,I freed his neck causing him to cough repeatedly.Blood spurted out from his neck and his daughter ran to him to help her father. “Selena”.I called, drawing everyone's attention. “Selena will be banished from the pack and never return for poisoning lady amara”

Since my mind was more focused on finding Nex, however, I never replied back to his many letters. Who would have thought that such a proud werewolf like him, who was once Father’s most trusted werewolf and his right-hand, would fall to such an attack? Whereas that lying, backstabbing daughter got away from death with a heavy price. One in a form of being a mother to a vampire, whom she used to attack several young victims a couple of years back.

But then he didn’t mind and continued with his explanation, “Oh! The blood demon Orus! It seeks strong and pure blood. Or corrupted..actually both! It seeks blood mostly! Because that’s what makes it strong. So strong that it can destroy the whole of humanity and destroy this world. And that picture you saw isn’t something new. It can create attraction between people to make its product if there’s none.” “Product?” “Your half-human daughter! You can’t even imagine how destructive she can be. Do you have any clue where she can be now?” “I haven’t heard from her father for a long time now. I don’t know where she is and how she is doing. If she is okay or not. The last thing I have heard is tha

Dressed in violet silk, her hair a crown of black curls, her eyes sharper than glass. She spotted Nova instantly. Her smile was cruel. “You’re early,” she said as Nova approached. “I’m always early for endings,” Nova replied. Irena’s gaze flicked to Liam. “You brought your pet.” “And you brought your snake,” Nova said, nodding to the girl beside Irena. Yelena. The secret daughter. She was breathtaking, sharp angles, cold beauty, eyes like icebergs. “Nova,” Irena said, voice honeyed. “Meet my daughter.”

His armor bore the burns of the last battle, and his left eye was still bloodshot from a spell that had nearly turned his mind inside out. Lena didn't look back. "If anyone else steps into that forge, the backlash will consume them. I've read the old glyphs. I've seen what they built in there. It was never meant to be entered by anything with a soul." "You have a soul, Lena," he said gently. She gave a broken smile. "That's why it'll work." Thorne took a step closer. "You're not just a Flameblood. You're a daughter of the Veil. A ward of Ceres. She'll never forgive us if we let you—"

“He’s the laughingstock of his pack now.” My father looked at me for a long moment, then sat back down. After a while, he said, very quietly and very firmly, “No one will ever treat you that way again.” Then he met my eyes. “You are the daughter of the Northern Direwolf Dominion.” “Anyone who comes for you comes for all of us.” I nodded, and tears filled my eyes again. But these were not the tears I had cried in Blackthorn. These came from relief. From being wanted. From finally knowing I belonged somewhere.

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.

His eyebrows furrow but he shrugs, “It doesn’t matter who does it as long as it gets done. My name is Phoenix Black.” My eyes meet his again and he sways back and forth trying to help with the nerves I guess. I breathe out and say, “I, Violet Stone, reject yo-” “Wait!” He shouts. His eyes are wide and he tilts his head to the side and asks, “Did you just say Violet Stone? As in Donovan Stone’s and Penelope Fox’s daughter?” I cross my arms as I respond defensively, “What’s it to you?” He runs his fingers through his long black locks as he shakes his head and lets out a soft laugh. Then he says, “Those weapons weren’t for me, were they? You were after my father.”