Booktok Daughter Novels & Stories

This is the end of The Bad Boy Has A Daughter. Firstly, I want to say a big thank you to everyone who read this book, dropped a review or a comment. It really helped me write this book till the end. Thanks to God who I believe in for the grace to write this book. The inspiration and his gift of life. I'm happy to finally finish this book. Thanks to my friends and family for their continuous support. And to you. For giving this book a chance. Now to the question on everyone's mind. Would there be a book on Ryder?

“Come here–come to my event,you didn't even call or send a text that you were coming and worse you were talking to Noelle and the ex luna—” I turned to him,my eyes widened. “What did you tell them?” The poor excuse of a man,lived through the book he was holding and simply shrugged,like it was a petite offense. “Nothing much–nothing incriminating,just fun old stories.” I walked to him with a homicidal look and snatched the book out of his hand. “I can't believe you did this,”I said, “I'm very disappointed in you..” “I can't believe you didn't tell her.”Victor spat,looking me hard in the eye. “You keep my daughter for years and she doesn't even know that she is my child.”

Ace stood next to his Father and said, "Dad, I want her." Xavier smiled at his son and spoke up, "Well then be nice to her" Duke smiled and Kissed her daughter's chubby cheeks and Angel giggled happily. Everyone looked at them with a smile. Author's Note Thank you for your support dear. Without it, I could never complete this book. The time has come to say Goodbye, but let's meet in a new book. Please check out my new book "Marriage for Revenge"

“Yes. Achilles let's me use it to read. I love books.” She grins even harder. “My grand daughter, she's fourteen years old now, refuses to remove her nose from all those novels. Even when we're in danger of getting hit by a bus,” she laughs. It makes me feel warm and I smike. “She sounds wonderful. Books are amazing.” “Tell me about it. She's into fantasy. You don't want to know how many different dragons I have learnt about.” “Is she your daughter's child?” I ask. We go round the side of the house, with she leading the way. I know the library is close to the entrance so going to the lake would kill two birds for me.

That way, Luna, you can try a little bit of everything and choose what you like… My father was looking at me intently, trying to understand what was going on. I sighed softly, looking at him, not knowing where to begin. Alexander squeezed my hand in his, a gesture of support. Alexander: Dada, your daughter, my Luna… she’s had so few choices in her life… for her… even things that might seem simple to us, like reading is simple, it’s impossible… She’s tasted so little in her life… everything is new to her.

Clarisse lifted her chin, stuck out her dirty shoe, and planted her hands on her hips as she glared at Maeve. "Not only do you have to kneel and apologize—you have to kneel down and lick my shoes clean! My mom said raising you is like raising a puppy. Puppies lick their owner's shoes. That's only natural!" Before my eyes, my daughter—who had always been proud and obsessed with cleanliness—actually bent her knees and assumed the posture of kneeling down to lick the shoe. "Maeve, don't!" I grabbed her at once and pressed my hands firmly on her shoulders. "Don't be afraid. Mommy is here. You're Mommy's precious girl. Don't believe them. You're not a bastard."

But with those words, my doubts hardened into certainty. I burst into the room with rage and swung the desk lamp at Jennifer’s head. She screamed and fought back. We wrestled and yanked each other’s hair, as neither of us had any plans of backing down. In the struggle, I accidentally bumped into my daughter. Caught off guard, she fell hard against the desk. A child’s bones were so fragile, and her spine snapped as a result. On top of that, the back of her head struck a sharp crystal ornament. Aurora collapsed to the floor, and in an instant, bright red blood spread beneath her.

Only for Hunter to turn the tables on him unexpectedly. However, if Elder Nora sees through his soul, then what he said... I look at Hunter, and for the first time, I see his eyes soften for a brief second, before he turns his head away. "Continue, Alpha Hunter." Theodore said, though his voice I felt challenged him on. All eyebrows were raised at this point, and I couldn't believe my ears nor the fact that those words just came from Hunter's mouth. "Danika is my father's beta's daughter. Her family was the most trusted in my father's eyes, and just like her parents, she was exceptional."

I turned and a strange woman stood there, her eyes fixed on me so hard my stomach twisted. “Can I speak to you for a second?” she whispered, glancing toward the children as though the walls had ears. I straightened, frowning. “Do I… know you?” Her lips trembled, but her words came steady. “No. But I know you. You’re the daughter of the Black family.” The stack of books slipped from my arms, thudding against the floor. It was as though the air had been sucked out of the room. “W…what?” My voice cracked, brittle and too loud. “The daughter of… who?”

"Eighteenth birthday. Big deal. She remains the same wolf-less girl that she was yesterday. The words stung. Do not, do not, do not talk about her, I said hastily. "Why not?" he snapped, stepping closer. You think I do not hear what people talk behind my back? That I have a wolfless daughter? A weak omega? You believe that does not disgrace me every day of the week? I froze. I had heard him say mean things, but never such. She is your daughter, I said. "And she's a disappointment!" he roared. I said quietly, "You're drunk." I tell the truth, he retorted bitterly, sinking down on the couch.