Aaliyah's Daughter Novels & Stories

NAOMI ​ I walk down the hallway of Cedars-Sinai Hospital, and the air smells like disinfectant mixed with faint coffee. Nurses move quickly, their Crocs gliding against the polished floor. The Los Angeles rain has soaked me, leaving my sleeves and hair damp. I hold Sophie’s tiny hand tightly in mine, her warmth pressed against my palm. My six-year-old daughter blinks rapidly at everything: the bright signs, the glass doors, the polished nameplates on every office door.

When I opened my eyes, I saw my mother, Sarah Walker, dialling my number over and over. When she got no response, she angrily threw her phone away. "Sienna's really getting out of line. She won't even pick up my calls anymore. God knows how she treats Summer when no one's watching." Seeing how worked up my mother got when she talked about me, I was glad that I was dead. I could not understand. Did I not do enough? I had already died for my sister, Summer Larson. What more did she want from me?

"Mom was wrong. What did we do to you? What did we all do to you?" Even though Ava had already experienced it once, she still hugged the diary and cried until she shook. "Mia, look at Dad. Please look at Dad." Dad crawled to the desk. "Dad was wrong. You were never a bad investment. You're my daughter." He lifted his hand and slapped himself hard twice. "I'm not human. I forced my own daughter to death." Ava crouched on the floor and frantically searched for the forum on her phone. "I want to trade my sister back. I'll pay any price."

I know better than to let my mind wander. Besides, I knew that my parents were planning for this Council to marry me off to some stranger. Ashe poked her head into my thoughts, All the more reason we should indulge. I mean did you really get a good look at that ass. I think you should check one more time. I swear there was not a leash short enough to reign her in on. She was incorrigible when it came to "enjoying life to its fullest". Allowing myself to engage in more risky activities was never an option. I was never allowed to engage in parties with friends, or even be alone with a boy. I was the Alpha's daughter, everyone knew who I was and I had an appearance to keep up. Before the Counci

Then, as I tried to call her again, her message came into my phone. "I shouldn't have done this. Yes, I want Alexander, but I'm not this desperate to hurt my friends or family in the process." When I read the message I dialed her number again, but it went to voicemail. "I wanted you let you know that we didn't get her. Alexander got to the person I sent before he could get to Laura." I said then, I took a deep breath.

Thus, she chose to settle for a more casual lies. "Well, you already know I am the daughter of Alpha Fiala, of the water wave pack. Whatat else do you need to know again?" Aliyah asked with a shrug. Raphael could see the enigma written all over her face and it was his duty to break through them and see what she was hiding. "No favourite stuffs? Places you like? Role models, nothing?" Raphael asked.

His jaw was set in the way of a man who had made a decision and intended to keep it. Alira looked at the yard in front of them. A few wolves were moving through the morning routine, carrying supplies and talking in low voices. None of them looked at her directly. They rarely did. She was Roric Vael's daughter, and they hadn't forgotten it, even if they had stopped saying it out loud. "I just want to know what she was like," Alira said, her voice coming out low, but firm. "He never spoke about her. Not once. I grew up with nothing."

I removed my jacket and wrapped it around her tightly to warm her up some more. "Shhh... It's okay. I am here now. You will be okay. Who did this to you?" I asked. "M...My father." She replied weakly. Anger burst through my veins. How can a father do this to his own daughter? "You will be okay. I promise. Let me get you to the hospital." I began to lift her up, bridal style. She touched me. "Please....no hospital." She pleaded with me. Not again. "Makaila, you need to be treated. Please let me take you to the hospital." I pleaded.

I would not be stopping her. "You let me walk through this place, blind to the fact that my daughter was out there…" “She is Alaria’s daughter, Liam. I am calling you by your first name in case you choose to remember who you were.” Alexandra cut in again. “You might be angry that she chose to hide it from you, but the child was hers. And now yours. But back then, she was alone. Wounded. Rejected. You do not get to stand here and demand loyalty from someone you threw away. Someone, as far as I am concerned, you also chose to play with.”

No go to your second daughter's house and don't come here " I yelled back at her. " Aiish.......Stubborn girl ,when we are telling her the truth she calls it yabbing I heard my mom say to herself as my tears increased . She's not even feeling remorseful after all thoes words she threw at me. What kind of ugly life I'm I living for God's sake. " Alyssa open the door this minute! " my mom knocked hard on the door. " Please go away cause I'm not going to open this door ,go live with Tiana " I cried prufously.