Chuckys Daughter Novels & Stories

Bradley is that man's only living son. Suzanne: No… Charles had mistresses. I hadn't been satisfying his desires for a long time. He took them young… barely adults, and as soon as they were pregnant, he discarded them. I took care of the young women… those who wanted to keep the baby. I found them a place to live and provided them with money to live comfortably… I give them a monthly allowance so they don't want anything. The one who wanted an abortion, I helped her, and then she left the country. But for these children, Charles wasn't a father, just a sperm donor. Several of his daughters have found partners now, and their partners have accepted the puppies as their own.

"Are you blind? Heidi is the boss’s daughter! Where did this knockoff come from? Since when does she get to take my daughter's things?" The girl opened her eyes, stood up, and looked down at me like I was dirt. She grabbed a glass from the table and smashed it against my head, then spat at me. "Unbelievable," she snapped. "My mom is Stella, the CEO of Dixon Corporation, and my dad's one of the top executives. I'm their precious daughter. You call me a fake again, and I'll have my mom shut you up for good!" The room tilted. My legs almost gave out.

he asked, impressed. "Maybe," I replied bluntly. I knew that people who recognized me as my father's daughter were often more interested in my social status than me as a person. "My father is George Samuels, the owner of MAXCO." I felt a shiver run down my spine at the mention of that wretched company. Who would have thought that the son of the man trying to defraud my father was standing right in front of me? I smiled politely at Christopher, and he returned it with more enthusiasm. Why did hearing his father's name make me nauseous while he made me feel nervous with just a look from his blue eyes?

he said, leaving the place. I will have the girl for myself and will grow more powerful. I let out an evil laugh. (Time Skip to 8 years) Karen's POV: After that day, 8 years ago, my life changed for the best. I moved out of that city and moved on with life as well. I met Jack, found true love, and built a very sweet family. I have another daughter now, Olivia Stark. And I named my elder daughter Ava Stark. When I met Jack and told him about my situation, he stood with me and gave his full support to me and this family. But unfortunately, four years ago, I had to lose him in an accident.

I muttered, straightening my shoulders and pushing open the grimy door. The moment I stepped inside, the cacophony of voices died down. Heads turned, eyes widening as they recognized me. The crowd parted like the Red Sea, creating a clear path to the bar. I could smell fear mixed with awe, and it sent a thrill through me. "That's right, kiddies," I thought. "Daddy's little girl is here, and she's not in the mood for games." I strode purposefully to the bar, my heels clicking against the sticky floor. The bartender, a grizzled old werewolf named Gus, was already reaching for the bottle of hellfire whiskey he kept stashed under the counter for whenever my father or I came knocking.

I hung up my coat and grinned, scooping my daughter up into my arms. “I take it you had a fun day?” Lila nodded enthusiastically. “Mhm. Auntie made cookies.” “I can tell,” I laughed. “You’ve got chocolate all over your face.” Susie appeared around the corner, smiling sheepishly. “I know it’s late, but the girls wanted to be up for when you got home. And Susie’s Famous Chocolate Chunk Cookies fix everything.” I couldn’t help but moan with delight as my sister held out one of the enormous cookies, practically oozing with gooey chocolate. I took a big bite, savoring the way it melted on my tongue, and said, “Indeed they do. I feel better already.”

“Cece, we’re taking you out to buy some stationeries. We’ll make you the happiest princess.” Cecelia Riley, our daughter, turned down Eric Riley, my husband’s offer, without any hesitation. She approached me and held my sleeves. “Dad, I want to go shopping with Mom, just like the other kids do. Can you go shopping with me?” Cecelia was raised in the countryside and had finally returned home. Of course, Eric would not turn her down.

"As for the name Mr. Clarkson Senior just mentioned, Queenie is Zachary's only daughter. After her father's death, she came to hate the Legion and eventually left the organization entirely. No one has heard from her in years." "Is she strong?"