Ai Daughter Novels & Stories

Personality description: domineering, impatient, possessive, charming, straightforward, resourceful, self-disciplined, intuitive, adaptable, determined Family: James Wood (father) Diana Wood (mother dead) Arya Wood (younger sister) Friends: Daniel Williams (best friend) John Davies (best friend) This story will only be updated in February. follow me on Instagram for sneak peek and news about updates @peyton_iuga

Before she turned eighteen, she really thought that father loved her. But after her nude photos came out on the second day after her coming-of-age ceremony, he slapped her. A father who truly loved his daughter would not lock her in a warehouse after she suffered a major mental trauma nor would he leave her alone for eight months. All the love he showered upon Adina since her birth had to have been because of her shares. “Dew Daugherty, you’ve been living the past four years in peace. It’s about time that peace comes to an end.” Adina’s voice was laced with burning hatred. “I’ll take back all that belongs to me.”

I froze for a moment and shot around, “Daughter…?” She nodded, “I want to bless you both. I have someone extraordinary planned for her. Your daughter,” “Nuray.” I cut her off, “Her name is Nuray.” She smiled, “Nuray will be a great she-wolf, a powerful wolf.” I thought for a moment, my husband is a Beta; does this mean that she’ll be with an Alpha? My brain rushed with hundreds of questions. “Are you ready to meet your daughter?” I nodded but then thought for a second,

Their names are penciled right under the figure corresponding to them. My best dada, Dada Dale Daniel. My loving mama, Mama Clarriese Zyah. And it's me, the little one, Dhyrine Denisse. "My daughter is good at drawing," Zyah commented on her daughter's work. "Our daughter, wife," Dale said. "Our daughter." He gave emphasis to the latter. "Let's celebrate your birthday, dada!" their daughter interfered. "You are getting older, dada!" "Am I still handsome even if I am getting older, 'nak?"

Beside him, forever. Five years Later. “Aunty D!” I heard Adina squeal excitedly as I walked down the staircase, a small smile stretched across my lips. That was Daphne, and Adina is my adorable four year old. She is the First fruit of My husband and I Love. She is absolutely cute, looked just like her father and she is the best thing that has ever happened to us and we both love her dearly. I walked into the living room to see Daphne scoop and carry Adina in her arms, she swirled her around earning an excited chuckle from her.

Her dad said, leading the way back to the living room. "No dad. Actually,I want to take my place as our family heiress. I want my identity revealed,I don't want to live in the shadows anymore,I want to be known as the only daughter of President Zander ; Lydia Zander !" President Zander paused, hearing that from his daughter, he turned back to look at her . Surely this woman standing before him isn't his daughter,the shy Lydia who didn't care about the family politics. He is seeing a brave and fearless woman who wants to lead, a woman filled with rage, a woman filled with passion to get what she wants.

one of the girls asked. Amber peeled her eyes and smiled. She was totally nervous, her hands were sweating, and her heart was pounding. "Yes, it's her," said the elegant man as he combed her hair with his hands. The girl froze, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Nice to meet me, I'm," his voice cracked. Oh, for God's sake, I'm Sommer, Sommer Byrni, Aidan's daughter," she said, swallowing thickly. The girl was a beautiful woman, her copper hair falling on her face. Her delicate features and pale countenance.

"What are we going to call her?" I stare at my daughter, listing all the names I wrote down if she was a girl. "This one. Henry says. " She let out a little moan when you said that one. “Isadora?" " Yes, Isadora." I smile. "Then you will be Isadora Zattani, the most loved and desired girl on this planet."

Ceres (whispering): “You’re… You’re him. You’re Cairos.” Cairos (voice echoing): “Daughter of the broken line. Flame-touched. Did they send you to kill me… or crown me?” Ceres (confused, trembling): “No one sent me. I didn’t even know you existed.” Cairos (smiling faintly): “Oh, but you did. In your dreams. In your rages. You feel the burn, don’t you? That isn’t Auren’s fire. It’s mine.” Ceres (stepping back):

Aidan’s head snapped back to mine in question, and I blinked past the tears. “A teenage daughter called you Dad, Aidan, and Kayla Mom.” My heart rate was beginning to rise as I watched Aidan’s reaction. He shut his eyes, and let the back of his head fall to the backrest of the bench for a second. When he opened his eyes again, Aidan inched only a little bit closer, and I could see that he was restraining himself from reaching out to touch me. Me too.