Am I Your Daughter Novels & Stories

Isla is still our daughter. Tbc

"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 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.

I nodded but then thought for a second, “How do I know this is real?” I asked, “Am I truly here?” She giggled and got down to my level, “Look to your daughter for reassurance. Then you will know.” It didn’t make any sense, but I knew better than to argue with the Moon Goddess, real or not. I nodded then turned back to my family, “I’m ready.” Before I knew it, I was screaming as I felt my daughter leave my body. “It’s a girl.” The doctor announced; Andrew kissed my lips and made sure I was okay before meeting her. “Let me just make sure you’re okay, Mrs. Levette.”

As her trembling fingers tapped on the message, she began reading, "I am present with you your daughter and she's not doing well, call me if you see this message." Amanda's breath hitched, and her vision blurred as the world seemed to spin around her. An enemy with her daughter was terrifying.

nothing. [February 28, 2025] There's a girl in a group photo today. Her eyes... they looked like Charlotte's. I miss her so much, I start seeing her everywhere. [March 28, 2025] She called. For a moment, I felt alive again. But I ruined it. I said all the wrong things. I didn't mean to. I'll make it right next time. I will. [April 1, 2025] My daughter, Charlotte, is the best. Mommy will always, always love you.

“Right! Because I am so easy to manipulate.” “No because you are my daughter!”

He was here now so I could do what I wanted. “Where is she?” My voice was low but deadly. His brows knitted together, his forehead wrinkled in what felt like surprise. “What?” I stepped closer, glaring into his eyes with aggression. “Where is my daughter?” His face twisted, “Amelia, what the hell are you talking about?” A cold, laugh escaped my lips. Something I didn't mean her I couldn't control. “Oh, you want to play dum right? C'mon you need to do better with your oretence games, man. Up it,” I yelled at his face.

They looked at the wreckage and then at the two of us standing on opposite sides of it, and her mother let out a sound that was half sob and half scream. "Where is she? Where is my daughter?" I turned away from my father and walked toward them, leaving him standing alone in the dark with his phone and his empire and the consequences of everything he had done. "We don't know yet," I said, and my voice came out steady despite the fury still burning in my chest. "But we're going to find her. I promise you, we're going to find her." Iris's father walked to the crumpled car and stared at the empty driver's seat, his jaw tight and his hands clenched at his sides. "Who did this?"