Baki Author Daughter Novels & Stories

“Which is why my heart reacted before my mind could. I didn’t give you the benefit of the doubt, because your situation with Hazel feels all too familiar. You see, Hazel’s father, Michael Bane, had been the son of a pack beta with witch blood somewhere in his lineage buried so deep they never thought it would resurface. But they were wrong. He had just enough spark in him to attract a zing. Unfortunately the witch he was attached to was my daughter.” “Bane was my daughter’s supervisor at a corporate financial office in Downtown. But as soon after she took the position, her boss took an interest in her, saying she had potential. I still remember how happy she was to tell me she had made a goo

Already, it was beginning to soothe her body. "Thank you." She said after the treatment. "You're welcome." The woman got up, still indifferent as she started out. "Who's Remeta?" Danika asked as Baski applied the balm. The woman paused and her face closed up. "How did you hear that name?" "People stare pitifully at you when you pass, and point at you and whisper some words. I always hear the name Remeta." Baski resumed rubbing the balm on her. "Remeta is my daughter. Well, she doesn't think so anymore, but she is."

Even though I was born a girl, it didn't stop him from including me in all sorts of adventures, most of which were considered 'unlady-like'. Unfortunately, there was no more project funding for his future research, so we both settled into a dull existence in America. Dad worked at a small museum. He didn't mind it though and always quoted Bukowski's words, 'Find what you love and let it kill you.' Then just out of the blue, my father got a phone call from his old friend, who sent him some documents on a rare find from a medieval city — famously known as Angkor City. Before I knew it, we ended up at the Phnom Penh International Airport three days later.

He called out her real full name. Balkis widen her two eyes out of shock. "Wh.... What.... What did you.... What did you just say?." "Balkis, daughter of Alhaji Muhammad Jamiu, sisters of Fatima and Sadiya. Fateema had died of cancer when your father imprisoned then. She suffered from a cancer and as at then, there was no any money to treat her, so she couldn't make it and died. Your younger sister Sadiya, is still living with him in U. S. A. As we speak. He had sent you to me to seek revenge for him.... Right?."

TANYA ALICE BAKER. FORTY FIVE YEARS OLD. ONE CHILD- AMBER MARTHA BAKER. WIDOWED. He glanced through the rest of the report trying to go into important details about her, Tanya worked in a bar when she was twenty two while she was pregnant with Amber ,and when Amber was fifteen her dad Billy Baker died from a heart disease.

That changes everything. Moriah My name is Moriah Regina, and I am a prodigy in psychiatry. Daughter of one of the most prestigious doctors of the 20th century I lay on the floor sobbing. What I discovered today was something that completely unsettled me. Now I had a reason to move on, my father, my life. That is why I will get out of here and fight for what is mine.

Bayer said, "Okay, no problems, Mr. Bayer said, and he entered Into Becky's room watching her and the kids, He moves closer to her and said, "do you know that you are my biological daughter and my only child, but with a long story attached to the history, I discovered two days ago, but, my wife must not know anything about the history" Becky gazed around, and she thought, Mr. Bayer was not In his right senses, she didn't say anything, but watching him surprisingly,

Hunter Tatiana Henry...the sound of her name sent a jolt through me that I hadn't felt in eighteen years. When her daughter appeared at my doorstep, my heart sank like a stone - could it be true? Could she really be my daughter? Tatiana had been like a shadow in my life, a ghost that I couldn't quite believe ever really existed. She was an enigma to me - one day, she was there with me, talking about our future plans together, and the next, she was gone. I had never seen or heard from her since that fateful night when we said goodbye to each other.

My daughter responded back with a smile. ____ A. Gupta

“Me too. How can a young girl be living in a house that is unkept. Just look at the roof. I really imagine how they will survive during the heavy rainstorm” “Mom we really need to help her out,don’t you think?” “Yes. We will visit her first thing tomorrow before she goes to school” _________Madison_____________ The city girl, one of the best fashionista in the whole Chicago. She is spoilt brat and commands everyone as if there were her slaves. Her dad is too gullible and can’t stand on his words. He is a chicken and can easily be tricked. Her mother on the other hand is a tiger. She commands everyone by her fingertips. She is feared by all and can do anything as she pleases. With the mention