Anne Boleyn Daughter Novels & Stories

I said to her confidently. “N… no, you got the wrong person.” She said as she began to stutter her first word still looking over my shoulder at Andros. “No, I got the right person. Even if I did not you disrespected the daughter of John Stratton.” “He does not have a daughter so hot guy behind you is available. Which means I did nothing wrong, I cannot be fired.” She said smugly. “Let me introduce myself. I am Analina Stratton the lost daughter of John and Liliana Stratton and the lost sister of Jonathan Stratton.” At this she looks over at my father who just nods at her, and we all watched as the blood drains from her face. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to disrespect anybody.” “Well, you are co

He stood tall, and an aura of evil swirled around him. "Cornelius at your service." He bowed dramatically, then he shot up insantly. His one finger to his lips, thinking, he walked over to me and sighed. "Or rather, Zinabella Nichola Ann, Daughter of the deceased King Nicolai and stepdaughter to the very convinsing, very evil queen Victorianna at the service to Cornelius" He clasped his hands together excitedly and added; "Oh, but we should be off before your friends realise you have company. This is so exciting! Time to rush, rush."

“Anabelle is the Prime Minister’s daughter, Alesha. His right hand. She was raised in this palace. She’s got more freedom than anyone. More than the Alpha himself, if you really think about it.” My chest ached at her words. “But… she’s crossing the line, Megan. That’s not freedom. That’s abuse.” “And who’s gonna tell her that? You?” she asked softly, eyes glistening. “Are you really willing to risk everything you’ve managed to build so far?” I went silent. Her question hung between us. “What about Julie?” I asked, maybe trying to change the subject, or maybe just desperate to know someone was okay. “Is she alright?”

The smiling faces of three people who were making a picture-perfect family. My eyes caught the attention of the identity card that had her details. Iris Ivanov. "Iris...." My tongue rolled out her name. "Iris Ivanov....." I mumbled her name again with glitter in my eyes. Didn't know why her name felt so unique to me. "Daughter of Yuri Ivanov, the renowned Assassin." Igor completed her identity and I couldn't stop myself from mumbling the next words. "Welcome to my hell, my dear Assassin's Daughter."

She loves reading and writing and she is teaching her daughter Kiara. A maid walked in and bowed slightly to her. Abigail looked up to her and urged her to speak up. "The crown prince had a conversation with the Queen. The Queen is planning to get him married to Lady Eda, the minister's daughter and she is planning to inform the King," the maid stated. Abigail stopped writing immediately as she held the feathers tightly in anger. "She is planning to get my son married without my consent," she said in her mind. "You can leave now," she said to the maid. The maid nodded before taking her leave.

He was beautiful… and I was going crazy with the different angles I was getting. “Where’s Anne?” The Alpha King asked now, most likely asking about his second daughter since she was the only one not at the dinner table. The rest— Prince Landon, his teenage sister, the Alpha King, and Alpha Queen, were all there. I tried not to listen to their conversation as I poured more wine into the Alpha Queen’s cup— my fingers trembled… but thankfully, I didn’t cause a spill. “She’s probably busy styling her hair into that rubbish banana clip ponytail.” The other daughter replied.

she continued with excessive flattery. Angela snorted harshly upon hearing this. "You must also be happy to have a daughter-in-law who will be the heir to a big company. So far, the daughter of JF Group has not been exposed. It turns out she is beautiful and charming. Mrs. Janet, you are very lucky," praised another woman. Angela increasingly did not believe the woman's words. Janet looked happy and enjoyed the attention and praise. "Just dream on, you rotten woman," insulted Angela while forcibly pulling Helena's hand to leave there leaving confusion among the women.

she said without hesitation. “You haven't told Tio or Veronica about Diane have you?” I asked, hopefully. The silence that came after my question was deafening. I could hear her breath but she wasn't saying anything. “Tia?” I called out, sitting up straight in the cab. There was still no answer. It was like she was processing to give me the right answer. Coming back here was a bad idea. Julian Rhodes is more powerful than me, and he will do anything to punish me from keeping his daughter from him.