Aaliyah's Daughter Novels & Stories

"How dare you come back here?" Her voice was flat without any trace of emotion. "And you brought this... dirty child with you?" "Mom!" Rick stepped forward and shielded us behind him, his voice turning cold. "The girl's name is Tina Rivers, my daughter. And this is Mandy Rivers, my wife." "Wife?" Rachel scoffed, then slammed the table and pointed at my face. "I'll never acknowledge her! A woman who only causes trouble and raises a lying daughter is unworthy of being my daughter-in-law!"

I feel it bloom through me as I adjust my stance head up as I walk more purposfully through the crowds. “She’s back,” someone whispers. “She’s alive,” another murmurs. I keep putting one foot in front of the other. Erin looks back at me with a smile and Asher squuezes me hand to keep me moving forward. “Mommy, who’s that? She’s pretty,” I hear a little girl say, her voice sweet and curious. “Hush,” her mother replies in a whisper. “That’s the lost Alpha’s daughter.” A small smile tugs at my lips. For the first time in years, I feel it.

The day that was supposed to be amazingly special became the worst day of my life. I hate to admit it, but I couldn’t help but blame my daughter for taking my mate. Her birth caused the death of my other half, my one true love. I couldn’t help but push her away. I couldn’t look at her, let alone hold her. Yet my pack and I were responsible for keeping her safe. No one could ever find out Alison was an Alpha’s daughter. If they did, she would be in danger. Her life would be spent looking over her shoulder. She deserved better. She deserved to be in a loving family. She deserved to be loved. So what was a father, an Alpha, meant to do? I did the only thing I could bring myself to do for the sa

Like he didn’t even recognize me. Reluctantly I handed over the toy, I didn’t want him to leave. Talking to him was a gift I haven’t had in a long time. “What’s your daughter’s name?” “Alexis.” Quickly, I tried to mask the surprise that I knew he could read on my face, but not before he noticed. “Alexis. A beautiful name.”

"Life happens." His brow arched. "But why the secrecy? No one knows what the President’s daughter looks like." Lydia’s expression darkened. "You must have heard about the tragedy ten years ago, right? My father had four children. One was poisoned, another died in an accident, and the youngest was kidnapped. Her body washed up on the beach." Rowan exhaled sharply. "That's... horrific." Lydia nodded "All within a year." His fingers tightened around his glass. "How did you survive?"

her auntie said and she just nodded sits on the couch. "How's my daughter,?" she asked her and she was timid remembering her cousin. "My cousin, Ahm didn't you know yet,?" she asked her."Know what Hija,?" she asked her and she was frowned looking around."Are you sure mom didn't visit here,?" she asked and she just nods. "Okay, since you are the Real mother, İ have something to tell you and please be calm down okay," she said and she just nod. "Alycia, was died when she was on the vacation in Russia," she said and her auntie was in shock and even lost her consciousness.

She started her introduction about me, talking about my political career before going to the most common subject and scandal about me. "You have a daughter now, a congratutalion is in order now" she says. "Yes we have Madlyn now, she's a year and half human baby" I say at the mention of her name, Mady do grabby hands toward me, she's still sniffling even with both her daddy and papa trying to calm her down.

"He's right, though. Stay off the bike. We don't want anything to happen to you." We. I'm being raised by everyone and no one. My dad's not with Toren. He's one million percent committed and in love with his wife, my mother , his teen sweetheart. But she's gone now, and my father is a thirty-two-year-old rock star with a seventeen-year-old daughter, trying to act like he's not broken and lost and on the verge of losing the very definition of his shit. But I know better. He's afraid something's going to happen to me too. That I'll be here one moment and gone the next. And I don't blame him for feeling that way at all because I feel it, too.

Lyra’s POV My name is Lyra Ashwood, and today I turn eighteen — the day meant to decide everything. To the pack, I am the Alpha’s daughter: a princess born into the bloodline of Kael Ashwood, the most feared and respected ruler among the packs. Behind these walls, I am something else entirely. An unwanted shadow. A name spoken with pity instead of pride. My mother died when I was two. I have no memories of her — only the absence she left behind, a shape no one else ever quite filled. My father remarried within the year.