As The Only Daughter 소설 & 이야기

He was so furious that he had gone purple and his teeth were gritted. After all these years, he never had any sons. He only had her as his only daughter. That was why she was the apple of his eye, and he always coddled her as though she was a precious piece of porcelain. He never thought that someone would be so bold to cut off his daughter’s arm.

I don't understand why he chose to have children when he's struggling financially. She suddenly started laughing. "You thought my old father would thank you for having me locked up? Hah! I'm his only daughter. After my mother died, he treated me as his all. He would hate you for doing this!"

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?

"There have been one or two, but once I really got to know them, they were pretty mediocre. None of them compares to my dad in any aspect. It's just disappointing." Felicity added, "I only have one goal in life—I want my dad to love me for his whole life. I'm not letting anyone steal him from me!" Jacqueline said, "Then you really don't have anything to worry about. You're his only child. No one's going to steal him from you." Felicity smiled, but it didn't quite reach her eyes. "Yeah. Fortunately, I'm his only daughter. Otherwise, I'd be on edge every day, afraid someone would steal him from me."

“Nothing.” “Good.” When she walked away, I slammd my fist on the counter and cursed. Let me tell you about my life. It. Is. Horrible. I know, I know. As the only daughter of the Alpha of the RedBlood Pack, I should have an easier, no, privileged life, right? Pampering, silk dresses, with suitors lining up at my expensive feet. No. That's not how this story goes. Instead, my life was a tragic soap opera where I play the role of least favourite daughter.

“You’re my only daughter, Georgia. I love you, and I’m proud that you’ve finally come to your senses. You’ve returned to your rightful place. As the heiress of the Ashcroft Empire, and the daughter of Alpha Brandon Ashcroft. That means you—” “Oh no, Father,” Deckard groans, lifting his hands. “She just got home. At least let her breathe a little. She deserves some rest after everything she’s been through.” I can’t help but laugh. That protective edge in his voice? That’s the brother I know and love.

"Hey! Can you move your fake car out of the way? My mom's Panamera is a one-of-a-kind custom color in the world. Who are you to drive a look-alike?" the girl said. I rolled down the window and looked at her coldly. "Is your father Aaron Meyer?" The girl immediately puffed out her chest and answered proudly, "Of course! My name is Clarisse Meyer. I'm the Meyer family's one and only daughter! You're just a fraud trying to ride on our fame. Get lost now, or I'll have my dad seize your car!"

"You... What are you talking about? How can I not be your daughter? That's impossible!" "In a way, yes and no." I took her hand. "I may not have brought you into this world, but from the moment I brought you home, I've loved you as my own. I stayed single, had no other kids, and poured myself into my business, all to give you the best life possible. I thought with enough love and money, you'd be happy. "I never thought that I'd fail to keep you safe regardless." Before the stark and brutal truth, Evelyn's eyes were a whirlwind of panic and confusion.

On the day of the college entrance exam, just as I was writing my name on the answer sheet, my progressive amnesia struck again. When the scores came out, my younger sister had earned 680 points. I had earned eight. Mom was so furious she slapped me hard across the face. "Even if you'd guessed with your eyes closed, you would've scored higher than eight! "I think you did this on purpose!" I covered my swollen cheek and hid in my room. The moment I shut the door, the eraser inside my head moved. A second later, I turned around and walked back out. Mom was sitting on the couch, trembling with anger. I asked softly, "Mom, why are you so upset? Did someone make you mad?" I reached out t

At my bonding ceremony with Liam Jones, the pack witch appeared and dropped a bombshell—my long-lost sister, Victoria, was still alive. She could bring Victoria back, but there was a catch. She turned to my parents and asked: “Are you willing to trade Margret Davis for Victoria Davis? The two will swap bodies.” My parents' faces lit up with excitement. They didn't hesitate for a second. Yes. They said the only reason they had me was because Victoria had vanished, and their mind-link with her had gone silent. I'd spent twenty years living a life that was never mine, while my sister suffered for over a decade. This was what I owed her. Then the witch turned to Liam. Victoria had gone missing b