Chucky Daughter Novels & Stories

“The Miami project has been losing money for three months. I will go there and fix it.” In my past life, my father took the trust fund my mother left me, and all of it ended up in Seraphina's pocket. When things got bad, I asked her for fifty thousand dollars. She laughed and transferred thirty thousand with a note that said her sister loved her. I learned my lesson, and I refused to make the same mistake again.

Tom Hulce nodded casually. "Cherry, come to Daddy." He waved his hand, calling the little girl to him. Cherry ran to him, hugging her doll and saying, "Daddy, this doll is so beautiful. Can you buy it for me?" Tom Hulce pursed his lips, realizing that he hadn't been paying much attention to his daughter lately, and it was only fair to do something to make up for it. He nodded, trying to form a compassionate smile, and stroked Cherry's long hair. Just then, he suddenly noticed a sad little girl standing a few steps away.

"My daughter Chastity. She turned eighteen today. So tonight, is the night of her purification. Her mother wouldn't let me purify her before now." Oh, hell no! There was no way that I was going to let these bastards rape the preacher's virgin daughter on her eighteenth birthday. "Would your wife let you purify her now if she knew what you were doing?" "No, but she is gone on the women's retreat. When she returns my daughter will have already been purified by our holy seed."

Sitting next to Chase Hudson is like being imprisoned. But then, she's happy to see him again. He is calm, cold headed and appears humble. This new him must definitely be because he is a single father now. Is his daughter's mother visiting? Has he always known that he has a daughter? The girl takes after him. The Hudson's usually have this resemblance between them. Chase was amused and he chuckled softly. This is it. She can't really say anything while he is around her. She could only hum and his daughter doesn't understand.

he gave the bag to Yin Yue. "As for these..."he took the little parcel in his hand. "These are the things which can prove our miss' identity as General Jiang's daughter "he said handing over the little parcel to Yin Yue. Inside it,there were the jade ID tags of General Jiang Lin ,Lady Jiang Lin and Yin Yue.She touched them with a heavy heart.In the moment she decided to avenge her parents ,Yin Yue decided to never cry again.Therefore she didn't let her tears out at the moment.

Stepping closer to the edge of the bed, Chuck emits a low moan when his daughter smears the precum around on his cockhead like she's petting a small animal. "I won't last long if you keep that up," Chuck says, "you've gotten me pretty worked up already, Pumpkin." "I know Daddy," she says, lifting her head and feeding his hard cock into her warm mouth. Swirling her tongue around his cockhead, she wraps her hand around the base while trying to remember all the blowjob techniques she practiced on Steve. She needn't worry about technique. Chuck is so close to blowing his load that just the thought of his daughter sucking his cock could trigger his release. When she starts pumping him with one ha

He pulled his phone out, and his large, scarred face had softened, his lips shifting from their grimace into a warm smile. “Look,” he’d said, his eyes melting at the corners. “This one, the eldest girl there, she’s my Poppy. We named her that because my mate and I were brought poppies as a baby shower gift, and we decided that it was just perfect. We live in a little cottage, down by the woods, and we have a small garden. We make sure the garden is always full of poppies.” I felt my eyes pricking with tears, but Bloodlust gave me no time to respond before he was showing me his next daughter.

After exiting the police station, I looked at her with conflicting emotions. Logically, I should take revenge on her for getting me killed during my previous life. But she was my biological daughter. Besides, she merely did those things because she had been fooled. If nothing else happened, I had to raise her. At that time, I got a call that changed my expression. Before I drove Cecelia to kindergarten, I had sent our hair for testing. The results were out. Cecelia was not my biological daughter. Someone had exchanged my daughter with her after I gave birth.

Mom's face went pale. She gripped the mic, her voice shaking. "Wh-What... what is this? Is this donor cadaver really my daughter, Charlotte?" She stared at Elayne, frozen in disbelief. Elayne took a shaky breath. "Yes. The cadaver in front of you... it's Charlotte." The mic slipped from Mom's hand, slamming to the floor with a sharp, earsplitting crack. People in the audience flinched, hands flying to their ears.

she asked, a smile plastered on her lips, though it looks too fake if seen by someone she knows, because even if she tried her hardest best to give a truthful happy smile, her still eyes didn’t move, still the same melancholic as before. Her dark green eyes stared at her daughter in hidden sorrow, as the wolf inside her whimpered, an agonized howl escaping right after, affecting her once steady mood. Her eyelids twitched, clenching the fork on her hand, looking straight at her daughter watery eyes. Ana, her daughter, with a birthday hat topped with a number five, worn on her head, silently looked at her with eyes that was once bright in the morning, gone completely lifeless at this time.