Roman Reigns Daughter Novels & Stories

She still wasn’t over the little altercation she had with my Serena. "I never thought you were someone who condoned assumptions, King!" Rufus hollered as I took my seat at the head of the table. "That wolfless stray tapped into some kind of dark magic in the royal wing! She threw my daughter against a stone wall, nearly sending her to an early grave." "She did so in defense, Rufus," I said, my voice dangerously low. "Your daughter insulted her first after she entered my private chambers without an invitation." "She was there in concern for her king as a healer! As a future Queen!"

"I know what I did father and I didn't disgrace you, I gave the kingdom to someone who is capable and that is Adalinda. She wants to become the next Queen but-" Interrupted her with a hard slap. "You!" Ancalagon snarled. "What you did today, I will never forget." Touching her cheek, the place he had slapped. "But I gave the crown to Adalinda. She can rule the Kingdom unlike me who can't even lift her own legs." "You're the first daughter of this Royal home, my first child. It doesn't work that way." Ancalagon said, holding himself from lashing out at his daughter.

Rae was Tharollin and Avonmora daughter? And Queen Jasmine… Jasmine only smiled. She knew who Rae was right from the day she told Dean about her visions concerning Rae. Everything and everyone became quiet as they stared at Rae. Rae tried not to fret under the stares of everyone surrounding her. "What did you just say?" King Roen asked still in shock. "Rae is the daughter of Avonmora and the Demon King." Lillian said again and made a gesture with her index finger and Rae floated from her seat to her fast

He wasn’t giving me anything to work with. “Lillie Rome, your majesty.” I replied with a bow. I had intended to answer that question as dryly and nonchalant as possible, but he made it impossible to do. Nothing about the excruciatingly handsome features of his face could he ignored. “She is the daughter of Hilda Rome. One of the few banished that returned to Darkmoon.” One of the elders spoke from his stand.

Ramla is that witch Alora’s daughter, she also knows everything about your past. After an year, your father came back to the Vampire Kingdom with a human girl, claiming that he had a daughter with a human wife. Royals checked you and ruled out the possibility of you being the heir of throne and demoted your father to the lowest possible rank. I tried to ask William several times that how did your mother died but he was too scared to tell me anything. His soul was stripped away from Scarlet, his heart was weak and it was a miracle that he survived this long.

he says, his voice calm but undeniably firm, “is not merely the orphaned hybrid that grew up in the human territory, nor simply the fated mate of Alpha Ezekiel. She is the lost daughter of my late Uncle, Prince Daniel, granddaughter of Beta Roman and is my Cousin. A foundational member of the Lycan royal bloodline.” For a moment, the room is silent. Utterly, completely silent. No whispers, no gasps. Just the collective sound of dozens of high-ranking wolf leaders having their reality abruptly shattered. Then the whispers erupt, a sudden, chaotic wave of sound. “She’s what?” “Didn’t Roman’s daughter die years ago in a fire with Prince Daniel and their child?” “She does look like her, I can se

“Thalia has arrived. Gonna make that bastard who goes by the name of Ludwig Vergara beg for his life just like what he did to dad. Don’t worry about me. I’m a fucking Thaumaturge, remember? Your ever beautiful stepdaughter, Rozelyn” Romaine tilted her head and clicked her tongue before muttering, “For fuck’s sake, that girl really knows how to play the game.”

Nevertheless she reciprocated his smile, as she heard him say, “Hello there, I am Ralph Romulus, son of Fenris Romulus and the gamma of this great clan.” ‘Fenris…’ He was the son of Elder Fenris Romulus, a man Ruby had talked about one time, and Daciana was instantly in awe. She stared at him in amusement also, as he belted out this introductions. He was feeling rather snug and it was noteworthy because he was a highly ranked person, and she began to feel shy and insecure. What would she tell him? That she was a lowly maid, and witch or… “You must be?” He urged, his hands stretching out for a handshake which she accepted gently, and clearing her throat she replied, “I am Daciana Hati, sister

Xylan Wellington fell silent when he heard his daughter openly express her dislike for her own aunt. The king, who was blessed with twin daughters, was well aware that one of his daughters, Angelica, had the same personality as his wife, Helen Corsh. Until now, the king had never reprimanded his daughter. He thought that perhaps her young age was the reason she was unable to behave maturely. However, when he saw how his daughter did not hesitate to show her hatred towards Rowena, the sister he loved so much, Xylan began to feel the need to discipline his daughter.

The only reason for this is the simple fact that I have now pointed the ice-cold barrel against Mason’s temple. Once again, he does not flinch; he only carries on drinking his beer. Then once he thinks that I have calmed my rage to a respectable level, he starts to speak again, and god, do I wish that he never did, but ya, “Raven is Raven Sloane. She is Roman’s daughter.”