Ai Daughter Novels & Stories

Her eyes narrow at her daughter who is busy looking at her phone, not even noticing that we have approached them and she reaches out to pinch her side. “OW MOM!” She shouts and looks up at her. Her mother clears her throat and nods her head towards me. She turns her head to follow her moms line of sight. “Oh shit!” Her eyes go wide and she pulls out her headphones. “Please excuse my sorry excuse for a daughter,” Alice says. “Ilayda, this is Emma. She’s only 14 you’ll have to bear with her and her childish ways. Emma, this is Azrael’s mate.” Her lips turned into a frown at her daughter.

she advised me, and unlike her brother, my daughter really was restless, trying to escape the prison of the fabric that enveloped her. “A girl…” I swallowed hard, that little face enough to shatter any control I still had “Look at her. She’s perfect, just like you…” my voice trembled, tears streaming down my cheeks “Our daughter…” “Kaia.” Holly smiled weakly, reaching out to hold our child “There you are.” She laughed and cried at the same time, hugging our youngest to her chest “We love you so much… You both…” She looked up to see me holding our son again, asleep despite the loud noises his sister was making.

I hate it, I hate her and I hate my dad. I am Adelaine Night, daughter of the most feared Alpha, Xavier Night. And this ugly witch here is Danica, or I could say my dad's little whore. My dad loves her and she loves my dad. End of the story, but I know that it is not for love but the urge for more power that is keeping these two people together. "Nothing," I say. "Is dad left?" I ask. "Yes," she sighed. "So it is almost time for the cruelty you both do often?" I asked.

Ayla was blonde, a blonde so light it looked like silver in the sun. But they talked about a woman as well, but I don’t remember ever meeting Alex and Asher's mother. And to ask about her was out of the question. I made a mental note to talk with my parents when we got home. Could Ayla be related to Alpha Adam? Is she a daughter from the Blue Moon Pack? But why would a man like Adam send his daughter away? What could have been so wrong for him to have to? Or is all this just my imagination?

Dad immediately called the academy. The person on the other end explained that this was a completely normal response to "deep behavioral correction" and that I would gradually recover in a few days. "Unit 1314 is currently our academy’s top-performing student. Her obedience levels surpass even advanced AI models. There’s no need for concern. Everything is functioning normally." Dad repeated the explanation after hanging up. Mom visibly relaxed. Just like that, I became the most useful thing in the house. When Mom told me to wash dishes, I cleaned them more thoroughly than Maddison ever could.

A second later, my phone blew up. Messages flooded the family group chat. Voice Message from Mom: "Everyone come look at this. Look at the kind of daughter I raised. She goes to the city for a few years and suddenly she thinks she's too good for her own family. She came home just to demand money from me. I spent a little of her money and now she wants me to pay it back. After everything I've done for her!" Replies poured in right after, full of criticism and fake advice. I sank onto the floor and covered my face.

Then he looked down. "Gemma," his voice was soft, the kind used to calm dogs. "Your father's right. Bianca takes the docks Monday. Thirty billion in assets. She can't miss the ceremony.""She's my twin," my voice tore. "If she donates, she can save me—" "Three months recovery?" He crouched, gripping my chin. Ice-cold. "Three months of vulnerability while the cousins circle? Don't be selfish." I stared at him. My stomach churned.

This guy, really is. Aliana sighed, putting her fork on her plate, she crosses her arm. “You know…” instead of answering Lancer question, Aliana started to say, the corner of her lip curling up in some mockery as she remembered the conversation she had with her daughter earlier. “Someone very ‘close’ to you, suggested that I leave you because you’re a scumbag and it doesn’t matter anymore what would happen if I really did it. So tell me Lancer,” she paused, taking the expression of her mate in front of her, “How could I possibly sown discord between you two, when your daughter already dislikes you so much that she came up with such suggestions?” she smiled, her dark green eyes twinkling.

However, the AI replied indifferently, "But you should be happy about it. She's the daughter you hate most, after all." My mother choked and said, "Shut up! I love both of my daughters very much! How dare you say that I hate her?!" The AI replied nonchalantly, "If you really loved her, why did you listen to an AI's suggestion to dose her food delivery with ten packs of laxatives and get five homeless men to rape her so cruelly? You even caught a mongrel with rabies just to bite her and refused to take her to the hospital for five days.

The Daughter We sat her down in the living room, her hands trembling around a cup of tea. She was in her early twenties, with dark hair, pale skin, and eyes that looked much older than the rest of her. She was wearing a simple black coat and jeans, her face streaked with tears. "I'm sorry," she said. "I didn't know where else to go." "Why are you here?" I asked. Emma took a deep breath. "I overheard my father talking. He's planning something. Something big. He's going to kill you. And not just you. Everyone who's been helping you. He's going to destroy everything."