As The Only Daughter Novels & Stories

Just before the new school term started, my daughter's parent group chat, which had been quiet for ages, suddenly announced that the first parent-teacher meeting of the semester would be held that night. The rule was: both parents had to attend. A long string of "Got it" followed. I was about to reply when I noticed someone had beaten me to it. A guy with a family photo as his profile picture sent a voice message. "I'm Emma Sullivan's dad. We'll be there!" I froze. I clicked into the member list and checked repeatedly. My daughter's name was Emma Sullivan. He said he was Emma's dad. Then who the hell was I? I immediately called my wife. Before I could say a word, I heard her cheerful v

"Let me talk to Dad." Something no one else knows is that my father, the serious and reserved Alpha Harry Oakheart, absolutely adores me because I'm his youngest daughter. While my dad shows his strict side to my older brothers, I'm his sweet and beloved daughter. He never refuses me anything. So after only a few requests and a bit of emotional manipulation involving my late mother, Dad finally agreed to let us celebrate Helena's birthday.

"Is your dad gone again baby?" Her dad was one of those who thought that as long as he provided his daughter with every luxury known to man that it would compensate for his absence. She didn't have a mom and was an only child. She's been my baby since we were fourteen and will be for life if I had anything to say about it and I have plenty. She's the only thing I would die for, Jace comes a close second because he's fucking excellent people, but this baby girl, fuck it kills me to be away from her ass.

There was only one way to find out. Locking my eyes on my son, I brought the blade down repeatedly on his torso, his wolf might think I wouldn't hurt him, but he was wrong. Damien has disobeyed me, shamed me, brought disorder into our lives and fucked my only daughter! I had been cursed with many sons throughout the years; none had impressed me enough to mentor except Damien, and yet Abigail, my only daughter, was to be my shiny jewel.

I asked raising my eyebrows. They looked at eachother and then at me and shook their heads. “ I am... Selected!!!!” i exclaimed. Their faces instantly lightened up, they both hugged me, more like squeezed me and showered me with kisses. “ I knew, my baby girl would do it...!” Pappa said patting my head softly. “you deserve it love....” Mamma said caressing my cheeks. So sweet. My parents love me the most, as i am the only daughter to them. I'm the apple of their eyes. They treat me like Princess and they are my king and queen.

"We can't talk things through if both of you are upset and yelling." "There's nothing to talk about I'm going to the party whether he likes it or not!" I crossed my arms over her chest. "I swear I'll spank your ass if you defy me!" My father warned but I knew too well he wouldn't, I was the only daughter he had and worse off the only female carrying the Quan name, there was no way he was going to hit the girl he adored. "We both know you can't." I taunted angering him further.

I replied to her, flashing a smile as I went to sit on the bed. "I didn't expect you'd show up. I was just teasing you. Don't you live with someone? Like your parents or siblings." I asked, trying to make sure everything was perfect. "Not really. I live alone. I'm an only daughter, and my parents are currently abroad on a business trip." "Wow! That's great. Oh..." I paused, standing up. "Forgive my manners. What do you care for? We have everything. Homemade meal, juice, fruits, be-"

I grew up with two parents and they both sucked. Honestly, I was a free spirit and I liked it that way. Tillie was the only partner I needed and she treated my daughter almost like she was her own. Whenever I wanted to be impulsive she was there to make sure my daughter was cared for. Like the time I stole this asshole’s motorcycle and drove to Vegas for the weekend. Or the time my friend invited me to come along as her plus one to this rich guy’s yacht party last minute. The only catch was that we had to be topless the whole time, it was worth it. “Mommy!” Aaliyah shouted, bringing me back to reality.

Everyone present there goes quiet, and I grab the opportunity I have been waiting for. “Grandma, do you really think that what you are saying is right, let alone legal? Can't you understand this simple thing, that Liam might be related to my father by blood, but he isn't his son. I am the only daughter of my father… the only one! The only legal heir to all my father's property, businesses, everything.” I brace myself, feeling ready for someone to cut me off in the middle again. But to my shock, nobody uttered a single word while I was speaking.

But I have to try everything to get out of this mess. My father groans in frustration. "You are an only child." "So, more reason not to marry me off like this!" I shriek. "I am your only daughter!" My world crumbles around me as my father's words echo in my head. I stare at him, my eyes wide with shock, as if he had just struck me across the face. "Sarah," my father says firmly, his tone taking no argument. "This is not up for discussion. This is what must be done."