All Chapters of THE GAMMA'S DAUGHTER : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

I walked in behind her, my steps measured, but steady. The woman in front of me seemed to hold herself together with sheer force of will. Yet, despite her composed appearance, I could sense the faint tremor of her nerves. She hadn’t expected this. That much was obvious. She had been guarding something she didn’t understand, and now, as she led me deeper into the unknown, her fear was becoming palpable. It lingered in the air between us, thickening with every step. The corridor grew narrower as we moved forward, the walls lined with stone that seemed to absorb the light, making the passage darker with each moment. The woman began to cough, the sound harsh in the stillness. Her breath quickened, and she clutched her chest, as if the air itself was becoming too heavy for her to breathe.I didn’t pause. I didn’t care about her discomfort. Elysia would be waiting for me back home. I had no intention of wasting time here, nor did I care for whatever mystery this place held. I had come

Hades,"You… you are the Vampire King!" The woman’s voice trembled slightly, a mixture of disbelief and awe flickering in her widened eyes. She took a step back, her gaze darting across my form as I shifted into my true appearance. "Why are you here for an incomplete book instead of staying in your own realm?" she asked, her tone carrying a hint of judgment. I barely spared her a glance. "I don’t think I owe you an explanation." Without hesitation, I reached down and lifted the creature off the ground as though it weighed nothing. It dangled helplessly in my grip, its body limp, its form flickering between human and something else. The woman’s expression darkened for an instant before she snapped her fingers. Immediately, the room around us shifted—candles flared to life, their flames flickering with an eerie glow, while ancient lamps along the walls bathed the space in a dim golden light. Shadows danced across the stone floor, stretching and shifting as if they were alive

Ruby,Dragons are intelligent creatures. Mommy told me that. Our brains develop faster than any other species. We learn things quickly—how to speak, how to understand, how to protect. But the most important thing dragons know is that we must do anything to protect our mothers and children. Mommy said I was born six months ago, but I was with my birth mother for a long time before that. My brain grew faster than my body, but I was still a baby. I was studying every day to understand my Mommy better. Mommy said studying would help me grow up faster, and I wanted to grow up soon. I wanted to be big and strong so I could protect Mommy forever. Today, a lady came to our house. She talked a lot, too much. Mommy looked uncomfortable with her. She didn’t like the lady, but she was kind. She listened and stayed patient. Mommy was a good Mommy. She never hurt people unless they were bad. But something was strange. Usually, I could smell everything—blood, food, even the change in people’s

Dallas, The earliest memory I had was standing on the riverbank, watching my siblings transform into fish. Their bodies shimmered under the morning sun as they disappeared beneath the surface, their movements seamless, as if they belonged to the water itself. I didn’t know how to do it. My sister, whose face I could no longer recall, grabbed my arm. Her touch was firm, her voice insistent. "Concentrate," she urged. "Think of yourself as a fish." I tried. I truly did. But all I remembered was the overwhelming rush of water engulfing me. I was swept away, tumbling, drowning, falling into something unknown. When I woke up, I was no longer myself. I didn’t recognize my form. My body felt foreign, my limbs unfamiliar. I couldn't remember what I had been before. I only knew one thing—I could change. Into anything. Into anyone. That was how my life began. Then, I met her. She kept me in a vast room, a library filled with endless books. Shelves stretched high, packed with stori

I ran as fast as my small legs could carry me, the weight of my mission clear in my mind. The woman had hurt my Mommy. She was so strong, so terrifying, yet now, she would face me, Ruby—the little dragon who would protect my mother at any cost. Mommy… She was in danger, but I was going to save her. "Mommy!" I called out. I burst into the room, my eyes frantically searching for her. And then, there she was. Mommy’s eyes fluttered open as soon as I entered, her gaze filled with emotions I couldn’t quite read at first. But there was something warm, something deep in her eyes that made the world feel right again, something that softened the ache in my heart. “Ruby!” she whispered, her voice weak, but full of love. “My star…” Her arms reached out toward me, trembling, but they were still strong, still loving, even though she was in pain. I rushed to her, my little body colliding with hers as I wrapped my arms around her, pressing my face against her chest. “Mommy! Are you okay? A