Anime Daughters Novels & Stories

Dominic replied, “let’s break this down. Honestly, I am becoming more sympathetic toward humans. My daughter is human, I’ve employed a human to care for her, and I even dated a human, though that really didn’t go well.” Adam just listened.

"Daddy, I want to go and see Mirabel. I won't be coming back today. Well, today is her birthday and I forgot. She called and reminded me about it. She gave me a punishment for not remembering to call and wish her well. The punishment is that, I will sleep over. I came to tell you first before leaving. Father, I have to go to the office from there tomorrow. Take care of yourself." Around 2 o'clock in the afternoon, Amanda got prepared to leave. On her way, she got a birthday gift for her friend, Mirabel. * * * * * Meet Anita, she is an upcoming model. Anita is a beauty and many people admire her so much, because of her beauty and the way she dresses. Anita is from a wealthy family and also a

Davish always hid her daughter away from his brother's sons because he knew how they were and how their sons were too. There was a thirteen-year age gap between Ansh and Dhani. Porishma taught her to call Baba to Davish and Maa to her. She was a quick learner and always followed her father and brother like a lost puppy and looked at them with innocent big black puppy eyes that melted their hearts. Her one smile that always popped dimples on her cheeks made them forget about their pain, tension, and problems. She was DHAANI Porishma Grey. Monster's PRINCESS

He’s an Eastern Alpha; I’m sure things worked differently over there. “And this,” he says as he finally pulls a young girl closer, and the cherry blossom scent overpowers me. “This is my youngest daughter, Umiko and her handmaiden Yui.” When I lay my eyes on the girl, I see what Andreas means by that she’s not my usual type; she’s completely plain, with jet back hair that reaches her tiny waist, dark hooded eyes which slant upwards, thin lips, a dimpled chin and a tiny, petite body. Her eyes widen at the sight of me, and I see something shift behind her dark eyes as her heartbeat starts to quicken.

I said taking a fruit from the basket on the center table and sinking my teeth in to it. “Diane’s daughter?” Lucian asked as he paused from what he was doing. “Yes, Diane’s daughter. I keep telling you, her name is Annie.” I reminded him shaking my head. “It’s hard for me to imagine her as anyone other than who she is. The daughter of the late Alpha and Luna of Silverwoods.” He said sadly. I groaned wondering if Lucian was about to launch in to one of those his many tales about his the world had changed and become so heartbreaking and sad for them.

I finally got an heir to my throne. And I couldn’t be happier that I have a daughter, her name is Anna, the Princess of Futanari. Anna will be taught everything to always be respected and feared by all the creatures and the futanari of our kingdom. She will grow beautifully being surrounded by everyone that will love her, becoming the greatest futanari that has ever existed. Because yes, she is a futanari! It took three days for Maleficent to fully recover after giving birth to our daughter Anna.

You must be a daughter who is always happy. Anindira added, while hugging her, as well as Lila, she hugged Anindira very tightly in return.

Azumi asked with glee. "Currently, two. Mother and daughter," I answered. The gasped that followed was loud and collective. "I fought off six of his exes," Akane said and drank from the vase. I burst into laughter. The girls followed. "Every one of my daughters fought off exes," Akane said wearily. The girls giggled. Azumi, was born first which made her the eldest. She had high cheek bones and sharp piercing gaze. Long lustrous hair. Sarada came second. Her hair was cropped short pixel style and dyed silver. She had big curious eyes with a hint of green in them.

Exhaling a heavy sigh, Aniya decided to change her own clothes now. After changing her clothes, Aniya was brushing her hair when he walked inside her room, carrying Flora in his arms. "Momma, are you ready?" the little girl asked. Aniya turned around while hurriedly brushing her hair. "Just a minute," she replied without being aware of that dark brown pair of eyes which roamed all over her in fascination. She was wearing a crimson brown knee-length dress with a square neck. Those eyes continued to gaze at her with no restraints or shame, like always because everytime they looked at her, those eyes started believing she was turning more and more beautiful if possible.

Darius and Riley are helping Zach cook breakfast; I mind-link Diana, “Is it going to be edible?” She shrugs, “I don't know. Have you ever seen or tasted Zach’s cooking before?” I shake my head. “No.” Zach's mate Anita is sitting at the table watching Zach's every move dreamily. I squeeze my lips together and try not to laugh at the expression on her face. She definitely wasn't what I expected Zach's mate to be like; she looks about twenty-one years old, my height, and has big brown eyes and jet black straight hair reaching the middle of her back. Anita’s eyes widen in shock as she looks at Diana and me before she asks,