Novel & Cerita Am I Your Daughter

"She’s..she’s not your daughter." "What?" I whispered. "She has told you too? Does it make sense to you? I raised that child, donated blood everytime she felt sick, paid for all het surgeries and today, you both want me to believe she isn't mine. Let's say i already know, what next?" "She’s mine." Adam said, his voice steady now, like he’d rehearsed it a thousand times. "Blair is my daughter." I stared at him, then at Amanda, waiting for one of them to laugh, to say it was a cruel joke. But Amanda’s eyes shimmered with tears, her face pale with dread.

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?

Tina buried her head low, her shoulders hunched, like she wanted to disappear. I stopped and looked up at the sun. Then, I looked down at my daughter's hollow eyes. Amidst the overwhelming malice, I gently smiled. I took out my phone and made a call. The call only rang once before it was picked up. A man's voice came through, tinged with excitement and nervousness. "Mandy?" I closed my eyes, and when I opened them again, my eyes were cold. I didn’t answer his question. My voice flat, I said, "Rick, our daughter is being bullied."

Despite her years on earth, Mom lost all reason and turned against me, her daughter, for a man. “You’ll be sorry if anything happens to Bryan!” She cocked her head back and yelled at me. I could barely recognize Mom with the menacing look on her face. “Mom! Are you sure he loves you? Why did he hit on me then?” I yelled back, finding it hard to breathe. “You’re just jealous that I stole your crush. You’re young. Time is on your side to find someone new, but it’s not often I get to find love again.” Mom held Bryan in her arms, her heart going out to him.

“And I think that I’m in love with you.” My daughter loves my mate? Oh, Goddess! Spare me!

"Welcome back, sister. We've been waiting for you to wake up." Here, in this family with no shared blood, I felt a warmth I hadn't known in years. I slowly sat up, feeling the strength returning to my body. "Mom," my voice was calm and firm, "from this day forward, Alessia Moretti is dead." "I am your daughter." The moment the words left my lips, I felt a sense of release I had never known. The girl who humbled herself for her family, the woman tormented by poison, the daughter wronged by her loved ones. She was dead.

I said to her, and she continued treating Cena. The next day I decided to go and meet my so-called father, Alex in the forest to ask him stylishly about the ability girl, Nikki, whom Jeremy claimed to be his one and only legitimate daughter. I sneaked up to his territory in the forest in the earliest hours of the day. I got there and met him training with some of his men on the training field. Immediately he saw me, he suspended all that he was doing and walked up to me, wiping off the sweat on his face with a handkerchief. "My one and only daughter, Amaya. How are you doing today?" My father, smiling barely six meters from me spoke. Even as I was now filled with confusion and worries, I smi

“I’m Augustine but you can call me August.” “Clementine but you can call me Clem or stupid because that’s how I feel right now,” I said and he gave me a puzzled look. “Since you’re only here because my daughter is trying to find me a husband.” Something I didn’t even want. August shook his head. “I think it’s adorable, it’s not like Aaliyah is a random kid. She’s talked about you a lot before. Actually,” he paused to run his hand through his hair sheepishly. “I’m pretty sure she’s trying to play matchmaker because of a comment I made last week.”

" Scream. I cross my arms, not looking away from his gaze. I'm doing this for your own good, even if it seems rude. "Then act like one and listen. I'm your daughter and I've been taking care of you since we arrived, I thought I'd get out of bed after a few days, it's been two months! Two fucking months and nothing! " I exclaim, throwing my hands up, showing all my indignation. She narrows her eyes and gives up looking at me. " Leave me alone. She asks and I shake my head. " Not. "Amelia..." " No, Dona Anna Maria. I'm not going to watch you slowly fade away, I'm here and I demand that you fight and recover.

AMALA Everyone stares at me in utter surprise and after declaring these words, the room has become eerily quiet. Yet, I stand there with a firm and determined look and I haven't stopped observing the look on that asshole's face. As expected he doesn't remember our first meeting, so in order to lure him, I continue. "Hey, Mr. Bates." I wave my hand, innocently. "Remember me? I am Amanda Gaines' daughter and we met three years ago."