Chucky Daughter Novels & Stories

"So wait, a family kept their daughter locked up in their basement? Wow, and here I thought I was evil, but this family seriously kept their daughter as their prisoner?" Tiffany nods her head with a dramatic sigh. "The family had two daughters—one human child and one who turned into a monster when the mutations began to spread around the world." I narrow my eyes. "Out of curiosity, where is the second child right now? The human one." Tiffany shrugs. "No one knows." Jessica joins in on the conversation. "I don't care about the human daughter as long as Scylla is on our side—Scarlett will offer us protection if we need it, right?"

"Yes, sweetheart. Mon Dieu, where have you been?" "I have been cleaning." She walked up to the table and Charlotte could see a pretty teenager with jet black hair that was very straight and long, reaching her waistline. Her round face complemented her one-sided dimple and small red lips. Her face looked smiley and one would surely conclude even though she is just leaving a crime scene covered in blood that she is very innocent with those green glassy eyes. "Miss Charlotte, meet my daughter, Chelsea. She has been the one in charge of cleaning since our former cleaner left. Chelsea, meet Charlotte, our new cleaner."

Sadly, the High Council is still looking for the group of Hecate followers. Dad puts his arms around his mate, “Calm down, love. Don’t make a scene.” he begged her. “Dont make a scene? Don't make a scene!? Abraham Jay Dawson, our only daughter was kidnapped. Like it’s a fucking joke from the god she got abducted a second time! And you are asking to calm dawn and to not make a scene?” “Mom! Please. Listen to dad.” Jack goes to stand behind me, coaling his arm around my waist in a protective mode.

I was the host that day, yet I didn't receive a single glance from my mother, as if I were her enemy instead of her daughter. During a break, I went to the restroom and accidentally overheard a conversation between Wendy and her friend. Her tone was smug, as if she had pulled off some grand feat. "Luckily, your uncle holds a high position at that old witch's company and helped me gather her preferences! Now that I've successfully become her daughter, you all can expect some benefits in the future!" Her friend chimed in, "I heard she hates pick-me girls, so you'd better not get caught! Haha… just thinking about how easy it is to manipulate that old hag makes me laugh!"

Summer got nervous as she saw Sarah's eyes reddening. She suddenly realized something. "You've found Sienna? Why won't she donate her bone marrow to me? Why?! How dare she? We're sisters! She must save me." She added, "You two as well! I'm your daughter. How could you not save me?" Summer wanted to live, so I could understand her maniacal reaction at that moment. After all, I was like that before I died. Yes, I finally remembered how I died. I remembered it all when I saw the photo of my killer at the police station.

I knew the person we met at the hospital was Harley; I recognized the birthmark on her right hand; I have that same birthmark on my right hand as well. Harley might have been the one that gave my son multiple cuts and faked that he had attempted suicide; she was Lucky Ricky survived, and he is now okay; I'm heading home to coom some soup for him. “What did the man say again?" I asked. “He said nothing, but I didn't tell him you were my mother, But he seemed like a nice person, is he your friend?” She asked, Popping some chocolates in her mouth. I didn't respond to that question because I was shocked at my daughter's confession; Harley's men aren't nice people; probably they tried to trick Ni

My mouth dropped as she tried to hide her small body at her back. "J-Jacob." She whispered. I saw her lips shivered. I looked at Sister Maria who went to Cindy's back. She held Chelsey's hand. I was lost for words. "Jacob. I will explain." Cindy walked to me but I stepped back. I pointed to Chelsey. "Is she my daughter?" I asked. Sister Maria opened the door behind them. "Please talk inside." She asked. Chelsey's eyes were confused. She looked at me and her Mom.

Cherry shouted at me and I knew I must have gone a little bit too far. “And not only that. You tried to take Vincent from me. You wanted all that was supposed to me mine to be yours! You greedy woman!” Cherry spat her words out and moved to walk towards me in anger. I then moved to reach to the metal rod quickly and swung it around to push her back, “Back off! This ends tonight, Cherry. You are insane. I took nothing from you! You were the one that wanted what is mine to be yours. You need to stop this. In the first place, you need to proof that you are indeed Lucas’ daughter”

says the other guard "Please, my lady, I need a job. My father was killed, and my uncle took over the family business and is trying to sell me into marriage to a noble, but I don't want to marry him, so please give me a job," she says "Who are you?" I ask, " I am Revdea Ubris, the Daughter of Nyx," she says as I look at her in surprise because all the gods and goddesses have at least one mortal descendant or child, except Nyx, at least until now

Callan and I start to growl at her, her smile is vicious. “Are you boys looking for my daughter? She did not come home but, I will tell you now, she is not your whore! Go fuck a mutt! Leave her alone!” she snarls. I had a feeling that I might face her, my father warned me about her, her father had told him, that he had a daughter that went dark years ago. He gave me a pill with powerful magic that blocks a dark one's attack. She closes her eyes and starts chanting, as she is distracted, we decided to try and drive away. Suddenly we felt something pulling on the car. It feel as if something has attached an anchor to the car and turned us into sitting ducks.