Chucky Daughter Novels & Stories

"Yeah, and now she's acting heartbroken, but she has always spoiled her son and been harsh with her daughter. The girl was the more obedient one all along…" Mom shook her head frantically, trying to shut out their cruel words. "No! My daughter isn't dead! Officer, believe me—the chip is still working. How could she possibly be dead? She's just playing a trick. She's always been mischievous. I know how to make her get up…" Before she could finish, the forensic examiner stepped forward and carefully pried the chip from my scalp with tweezers. "You mean this?" He was about to drop it into an evidence bag when Mom snatched it from his hand.

The day I got the callback for my second interview, my mother, Sara Bingley, came home with two bags. "You're about to start your job for real, and that means dressing professionally. I bought you girls a suit each, one for each of you, fair and square." Molly Pitcher happily took her bag. Inside was a fitted, deep navy suit, sharp and clearly not cheap. What landed in my hands was an ill-fitting black suit pulled from the clearance rack, so oversized the sleeves swallowed the backs of my hands. Mom smiled and touched my cheek. "Cathy, you'll still grow. I bought it big on purpose. Give it two years, and it'll fit just right. I went to I don't know how many malls just to track down that

My curse did not make me invisible. It simply made people forget me the moment they looked away. After struggling my entire life only to die alone, I no longer wanted to fight. If death came for me again, I would let it. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the pack orphanage, only weeks before the vampire attack that had killed me. I expected to spend those weeks waiting for the same death to find me again. Instead, the Alpha and Luna of the Silver Moon Pack arrived and claimed me as the daughter they had lost seventeen years ago.

I verified, and she nodded. Malachi stares, stunned. "Um... I don't know what to say," He mutters. "Cypress and I were never the bad guys here. When I brought Chloe back, it was because she is Cypress's daughter, and I love him," Sukie declares. "Your mother lied about their deaths and wanted to blame me for it. I put a spell on her to stop her from destroying the whole Aberdeen pack. Your mother was so powerful she had to be stopped." Sukie says with an expression so soft.

Derek points an accusing finger at Rex. “Do not try to turn the tables around here, we both know it has nothing to do with the gruesome crimes your daughter committed and for your information, Cherry is a full grown woman who happened to have a unique child-like stature. She is not a child, don’t get that wrong and she can think on her own.” Rex replies.

She said proudly, eyes growing sad. "That's cool," I said, and she beamed. The girl nodded before speaking up again. "You kept saying Casey while you were sleeping. Who is Casey?" She asked innocently. My heart skipped a beat at the sound of Casey's name and I suddenly felt so sad that she wasn't here with me. "She's my daughter" The girl gasped. "But you look so young to have a daughter!" I chuckled. "Yeah I know. I'm pretty young" "Can I meet her?" She asked looking up at me with hopeful eyes. I was about to speak when the door opened to reveal Mrs John and Andrea behind her.

"You should've seen the evidence. The things he did... it'd make your vampire blood run cold." Sebastian swallowed hard. "So what happened?" I drained my glass, the alcohol burning a path down my throat. "Dad won out, of course. Mr. Serial Killer got his shot at redemption in Purgatory. But I'll tell you this," I leaned in, my voice barely above a whisper, "I'm keeping tabs on that son of a bitch. One slip up, and he's mine." The silence that followed was heavy, charged with unspoken tension. Dad cleared his throat, clearly trying to lighten the mood. "Well, on that cheery note, shall we move on to today's judgments?"

I hate it, I hate her and I hate my dad. I am Adelaine Night, daughter of the most feared Alpha, Xavier Night. And this ugly witch here is Danica, or I could say my dad's little whore. My dad loves her and she loves my dad. End of the story, but I know that it is not for love but the urge for more power that is keeping these two people together. "Nothing," I say. "Is dad left?" I ask. "Yes," she sighed. "So it is almost time for the cruelty you both do often?" I asked.

Tina buried her head low, her shoulders hunched, like she wanted to disappear. I stopped and looked up at the sun. Then, I looked down at my daughter's hollow eyes. Amidst the overwhelming malice, I gently smiled. I took out my phone and made a call. The call only rang once before it was picked up. A man's voice came through, tinged with excitement and nervousness. "Mandy?" I closed my eyes, and when I opened them again, my eyes were cold. I didn’t answer his question. My voice flat, I said, "Rick, our daughter is being bullied."

Hermione was doing some digging.She wanted to find all the dirt on the Brickley's before she could open up cases against them and so far so good.She particularly wanted them to pay for her daughter's death.She had the money now.Jim and Peach could not twist the law not when she could buy justice at any price.She hadn't met Jim yet and that was a good sign.She hoped he would never figure out Cheryl was his.Cheryl had never asked about her dad,ever and she could only hope she never does.She didn't want to have to lie to her.She was very concerned at how close her daughter was becoming to Brickley's son.She wanted to make sure nothing happened between those two,she just didn't know how to make