All Might Daughter Novels & Stories

In all these years, Allura and Aivren had become each other's best friends. Keana and Cyra passed each other a glance and smiled. Keana walked towards both the girls. She first caressed Allura's forehead, and then looked towards her daughter. Her eyes watered, seeing her daughter dressing up in that beautiful pale white wedding gown. Allura walked back toward Cyra, and stood beside her. In complete silence, she watched Keana kissing the forehead of her daughter. “I don't even know what to say, my princess. I just wish, pray and hope that my daughter will receive all the happiness of this world,”

At my bonding ceremony with Liam Jones, the pack witch appeared and dropped a bombshell—my long-lost sister, Victoria, was still alive. She could bring Victoria back, but there was a catch. She turned to my parents and asked: “Are you willing to trade Margret Davis for Victoria Davis? The two will swap bodies.” My parents' faces lit up with excitement. They didn't hesitate for a second. Yes. They said the only reason they had me was because Victoria had vanished, and their mind-link with her had gone silent. I'd spent twenty years living a life that was never mine, while my sister suffered for over a decade. This was what I owed her. Then the witch turned to Liam. Victoria had gone missing b

“ Caris stepped forward. „I don‘t know you, you don‘t know me, but my little warrior is very close to me, and I treat her like my own daughter, so I‘m heading out regardless of your decision. That horrible woman will pay for what she did to my little Mackenzie.“ Caris announced, taking out her blades. „Are you talking about the Alpha‘s daughter?“ Martin‘s daughter asked, and Caris answered. „Yes. Mackenzie Allard, that bastard‘s daughter is our Luna.“

"So you prefer that woman over me?" "Oh Lord! I became suspicious, perhaps that woman’s daughter is your flesh and blood!” “If you prefer her, I'd rather just die! Come on, All!! Follow me!" "You won't betray mom, will you, All? You're different honey, you're different from your father.." “No All!! Don't leave mommy!! No!!!" Beep..Beep..Beep..Beep.. Alliando opened his eyes wide with ragged breaths. Sweat soaked all over his body, even though the air conditioner in his room was still on normally.

"That's exactly what you said. Don't regret this." ... The ballroom was warm and loud when I pushed through the heavy doors. Chandeliers blazed overhead. Father's cigar smoke curled toward the ceiling. They were celebrating—Bianca's confirmation as Blackwell heir, her takeover of the East Coast operations starting Monday. My arrival dropped the temperature in the room. Mother stood at the head table, champagne flute in hand. Her smile cracked when she saw me. "Gemma?" She set down the glass. Her hand landed on my drenched shoulder, light as dusting off a coat. "You're soaking. Why didn't you call ahead?"

I've always wanted to succeed in becoming superior to others but I just get myself into trouble. "Why did you do this? I'll never be able to save you this time, daughter. This is your mistake and I won't bear it with you" my father's vexed voice came again. Yes he's right. He'll never be able to save me from her. Even if we team up, her new found lover wouldn't want us killing the love he just found after years of searching. I sure know that even if I plead, Diana won't let me off the hook. I felt like crying, but then I remembered who I was. I'm Allison and I won't go down without a good fight.

"Just picture it, in an age when women are waking up to their power. A mother financially tormenting her only daughter. If you nail this story, think of the payoff!" Her hesitation crumbled to dust. A true journalist would never pass up a story with real value. Three days later, the announcement hit the video platform. Celebrated educational influencer Jessica Lowell was set to unveil a groundbreaking live documentary series titled, 'Cruel Mom Refuses $80 Allowance, Poor Daughter in Trouble.' My daughter, Evelyn Smith, and I had both signed on for the reality show, agreeing to let cameras follow us around the clock for a full week. No filters, no edits–just raw, unvarnished life.

Summer woke up to my parents hugging each other in tears. She said mockingly, "You can drop the act. Even if Sienna is alive, she won't want to be your daughter. You two were much crueller than I was. Sienna wouldn't have been so miserable if it weren't for you two." Summer no longer cared about anything. Every single sentence she said was to provoke them. In the end, my parents left the hospital in a huff. They spent the next few days handling my funeral.

"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."

This wasn’t the time to become self-aware. “I’m joking,” August laughed. “But I don’t see the harm in seeing if there could be something between us.” Straight forward, I kinda liked that. A smirk of my own appeared. “We’ll see.” I wasn’t sure what I was really supposed to call August. All I knew was that my new… situationship I guess, was my daughter’s choice. Hopefully, Aaliyah chose right.