Romans & histoires Booktok Daughter

I grinned like an idiot and took the stuffed flower bouquet from Elayne. "Thanks." Then I went quiet, eyes glued to my phone. Elayne slid her hand over the screen. "Don't look at that." I shook my head. "It's fine. I'm not mad." The camera zoomed in—Mom and some girl in the pic. Caption: [Valentine's Day with my daughter, Tia.] Elayne gave me that look—like she was trying to read my mind. I forced a smile. "I know her. Tia was in the bed next to Dad. She's an orphan. Got better thanks to donations.

Hilarious. Andrew got us a ride while I got ready. I didn’t have to do anything for my daughter, she had already gotten herself dressed, made herself a simple but nutritious breakfast, and had everything she needed for school in her backpack . It was a little sad how self-sufficient she was but at least one of us had our acts together. It was kind of inspiring, my eight-year-old was my role model… haha. During the car ride there I felt horrible and Aaliyah didn’t help by asking, “Are you my Mommy’s new boyfriend??”

I am so proud of the woman she is becoming. I grabbed the gifts from the dresser in our suite and ran back downstairs. I had bought her a new laptop. Top of the line. A set of throwing knives. And four books she would love. She isn't your typical girly girl. She loves practical presents. Not shoes and hairpieces like some of the other Alpha daughters. My daughter is my biggest pride, and my ultimate bragging right when I go to the Alpha summits. They all cannot believe I raised such an amazing young woman. So strong.

Isla is still our daughter. Tbc

When he had come to the library that first time, I had covered them and distracted him not wanting him to discover what I was researching on so that he wouldn't get suspicious of the fact that I was the Alpha King's daughter. Then I read them in my room. There was no way he could have warned me about the books being troublesome if he didn't see it. The redhead seemed to be rather excited to have taken the words from my mouth so she continued taunting me. "But of course, you would prefer such books seeing as you are just a sick little traitor just like the Alpha King." "Don't talk about him like that!" I yelled at her surprised at the extent of my reaction to her insulting the father I had ne

Griffin asked. Luna shook her head. "I am Beta Bartarm's daughter." Griffin's eyes widened. "Beta Bartram had a daughter? We will talk about this later." He released Luna and walked back to the three. Phoebe was glaring at him as he approached. "Let us go; we are not here for anything. Fine, we just want a book from your library, and we will leave," Phoebe yelled. "Have you come to peek at me while I bathe?" Griffin asked. "My muscles have improved, and so have my abs; don't you want to see?"

“How is that when I’m a girl?” Dell chuckles a little. “That was what me and your father also thought when you came out a girl. Your father is convinced that I hallucinated the whole thing.” Dell quiets down as he looks at his precious daughter. Still so awed by her and how she is so soft but has the core of steal inside of her. Out of both his daughters she is the one that is most like him. “You are special my daughter.” He says finally letting go of her hand to lift her chin up. “I never knew how special until this book came into my possession.” Dell lays his hand once again on the big leather book.

The little girl states with a sly smile, her words keeping me far away from those books now. "I haven't thanked you for saving the children Alice and Blake. As I'm sure you've noticed, Alice has a gift. The truth is I intervened when she was born. She should have died.” The girl changes the topic, her body nearly tripping over a stack of nameless books before I pull her into mine, and I look her over for any injuries.

Turning her attention towards my father, she took a few calming breaths, tempering herself a little bit as she asked, “How did you find him?” I watched my father let out a loud, tired exhale, right before he answered, “Long story...” Noticing how her reddened eyes finally landed on me, I watched how she wiped the lingering wetness off her cheeks, swallowing a sob as she then calmly asked, “Who’s this?” “Blake, I want you to meet my daughter, Daya.