As If Daughter Manga Novels & Stories

He’s an Eastern Alpha; 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.

He’s an Eastern Alpha; 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.

She said choking on her tears. Daughter, did she just call me her daughter. Maybe she was making a mistake or something. I couldn't get my mind off what was going to happen to me. What will be my fate?, Will you today be my end or my beginning?. ***Lady Akira POV*** The first day I saw kaidaira in the council meeting, I felt a special connection between us. It started with her story about how she lost her son to flu. I felt pity for her at first but that pity grew into love and admiration. I admired how strong she was. She was able to go through all that and came out strong. Then I found out that she was my daughter.

------------- 3 years later, Asfand was busy doing work in the lounge, Zarmeenay was playing beside him. But Asfand’s focus was completely on Aamiya, she was talking to her mother about some kind of jewelry. He felt his daughter tapping his leg, making him pick her up and put her in his lap. “What’s up, my princess?” He asked, kissing her chubby cheeks. Her features resembled Aamiya’s, except the eyes which were Asfand’s. “Nothin’, do you wove mumma a wot?” Zarmeenay asked curiously.

"My order is that you move right this instant, Asalan commanded. If the words of Xisuthra were right, then he had to see for himself. His daughter was dying out of nowhere, and the strange woman on the floor was not making any sense at all, but he just knew he needed to find the right way to fix the mess immediately before words got out. Reluctantly, Xisuthra moves his body and allows Asalan to move closer to see the woman on the floor. He sees the striking resemblance of his daughter to the woman on the floor. His shock overwhelms him, as he can't comprehend what is going on.

—Anastasia surprised? You should not For some reason that I couldn't explain, I was immobilized, I could only move my eyes and see the man who did it, for some strange reason he seemed familiar to me, but I didn't remember him. —You can do it too, my daughter, it's just that no one has taught you, it's impossible for you not to know how incredible you are, the last Akira is the most powerful being in the world, you're even more powerful than me, "daughter."

I informed. " Even on Misaki and Versions?" Manor asked. " Misaki, yes. Versions not so much. " " What did it say about Misaki?" " The only born god in the world daughter to God Lexi and Goddess Asil. Many referenced to her as the Goddess of beauty since it was there was like folklore saying that she won the heart of a stranger with her beauty and was stolen away. There was even a song depicting it." " How did the stranger steal a goddess from gods? And how did she end up down here?"

I still crossed their borders and then killed another alpha in front of them. “Ah yes, Alpha Damion. The eldest son to the first Alpha's daughter born in decaids. That must make you the second Alpha's daughter to be born as of late and to the same pack, no less. Though Alpha Damion has tried to dissuade many, his efforts are in vain. The truth is out. Your ability to take on an alpha at such a time makes more sense." Turning, the woman started for the door to my room, not bothering to wait for any kind of response from me.

Arwen grumbled. "No," Pamela chuckled. "You didn't use Aya's pet name for him. Why? See, when Cáel gets around to asking himself that question, he's doing to decide that you think Aya is a weakling and a failure. Before you spout off with your pie-hole about Aya being Epona's problem, know that she is Cáel's daughter in every way that counts. Katrina accepts that, so your opinion does not matter...and if it should someday matter – it still won't matter. Since you know nothing of the bond between a daughter and her father, I'm giving you a cautionary note: tread carefully around Wakko Ishara.

I finished. The baby let out a delighted squeal as one of Aria’s butterflies landed briefly on her tiny hand, dissolving into warmth rather than light. Adrian laughed under his breath, his expression soft in a way that still caught me off guard sometimes. He knelt beside his wife, who sat comfortably on the couch, her strength fully returned now, her eyes bright with contentment as she watched their daughter. Adrian brushed a strand of hair from Elena’s forehead, reverent, awed. “She’s perfect,” he murmured. “And already ready for adventures.”