All Might's Daughter Novels & Stories

Ivy said sorrowfully, I turned to her with a smirk. "Let's meet in the middle. Your mother is the Queen of beauty AND the goddess of...prettiness people?" I tried to speak to her baby talk. She squealed and nodded. She slid off the bed and tackled her mom's leg. "Deal!" Allison beamed at her daughter. I turned my attention to Eli to see a loving looking on his face. "You're great with children." I blushed and glanced away from him.

Then she looked at Allison, “How do you know my mom?” I looked at the two women, and I could see the resemblance. “I had no idea you had a daughter,” I said, looking at both of them. “Dr. Gascon was my student at some point,” Allison replied to her daughter, “I supervised her when she was at Baylor College.” “What a small world!” Daphne remarked. “Indeed,” I added with a smile, then I shifted my gaze to Allison, “your daughter is an amazing lawyer.” Allison sighed, “I told her to study medicine.”

The internal family meeting was held a week later. Every member of the family was there. Dozens of men dressed in black suits sat throughout the hall, and the atmosphere felt as heavy as a funeral. Mamma held my hand as we sat beside the head seat. Father stood at the front, his voice rough and hoarse. “I called everyone here today to clarify something.” Bianca sat in the corner, her hands clenched so tightly that they had turned pale. “Alessia Vitale,” Father paused for a moment, “is the biological daughter of Isabella and me.”

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.

VICTOR’S POV I watched her sleep between us and something dark twisted in my chest. Madison. Nineteen years old. My wife’s daughter. The girl I was supposed to use for one year to settle a debt. Now I couldn’t imagine letting her go. Her lips were still swollen from last night. Bite marks on her neck. Cum dried on her thighs even after we cleaned her. She looked ruined. Perfect. Ours. Ryker was out cold on her other side, arm thrown over her waist like he’d kill anyone who tried to take her. Good. My son and I didn’t always agree on everything, but on this? We were locked in.

“Look at her! Her face is ruined. She’ll never model again. No respectable man will want her now. You owe her. You owe her.” I didn’t even glance in Katerina’s direction. Instead, I pulled my phone from my pocket and made a call. Two rings. “Remove someone from the property,” I said calmly. “Dining hall. Now.” Lisa stared at me like she didn’t recognize her own son. “You can’t be serious,” she whispered. “You loved her once.” I ended the call and finally turned my head, eyes landing on Katerina. She was a mess. Crying. Broken. Bleeding.

Alexander: I think so… listen, it's new for her too, having visions, but I think we're going to find out there's a very potent poison in this water. Josh: Alpha Drake, your daughter, my Luna, she's really powerful… Drake chuckled softly. Drake: Son… my daughter has chosen you as her brother, so you're now my son. Call me Dada too. Josh smiled gratefully at Drake. Josh: So, Dada, Evy is very powerful… I'm only just beginning to feel her within me, the connection is forming. But she'll be safe with me, I promise you both. When we arrived home, she opened her eyes and looked around in confusion.

“You don’t deserve to be with Andrew, much less have a child with him. Lottie is Andrew’s real daughter.” “Allie is already dead,” Lottie also says, her tone taunting and smug. “Now Daddy can focus on me, just like how he always wanted to.” “Stop,” I tell all of them, trying to shield my ears, but it’s no use. I can still hear them. Laughing and mocking me. Mocking Allie’s death.

If anyone wanted the worst happening to her, it should be me. “You should have let me then if you knew. She didn’t deserve to go unharmed like that! After everything she did to you? The least she deserved was my wrath on her!” “Her daughter was there. You really want to beat the mother of a seven-year-old in front of her?” “A daughter she had with your husband!” Her words stung as I’d forgotten for a brief moment who Allison’s father was. “Or rather, ex-husband.” She corrected herself but the truth was as terrible as what he’d

No pleasantries, no nothing. Maybe he's the one getting married to Annabel. They would make such a rude couple! "Yes, we do." Charles answered quietly, his voice coming off shaky, "my daughters have talked about it and come to the conclusion that my eldest daughter, Annabel would go with you." "She's a good catch…" The other one drawled; he had this voice that was both authoritative and melodic at the same time. His voice got my attention and made me stare at him for a while.