Dad Daughter Novels & Stories

"Just picture it, in an age when women are waking up to their power. A mother financially tormenting her only daughter. If you nail this story, think of the payoff!" Her hesitation crumbled to dust. A true journalist would never pass up a story with real value. Three days later, the announcement hit the video platform. Celebrated educational influencer Jessica Lowell was set to unveil a groundbreaking live documentary series titled, 'Cruel Mom Refuses $80 Allowance, Poor Daughter in Trouble.' My daughter, Evelyn Smith, and I had both signed on for the reality show, agreeing to let cameras follow us around the clock for a full week. No filters, no edits–just raw, unvarnished life.

my mother cursed as my father helped her out of the hospital. Summer smugly sent me a voice message, "You know, I reported in for duty today. No one knew that I had taken your place. Sienna, if you want to play missing person, go ahead. Don't show your face here ever again." My parents were used to the vile things that Summer would say to me. They even thought that Summer was too kind. They said to her, "Just tell Sienna that if she likes being out so much, just die and never come back."

, Dane asked with a smile as he look at his daughter. "Daddy......, of course I'm happy to see you... I miss you very much", Georgina said as she turned around with a smile on her face and hugged her father. "Daddy gets angry easily, if he knows I'm not happy to see him it will be bad", she thought as she held on to him. "Me too, I miss daddy too", Isabella said and hugged her father also, big sister did this, I'll do it too. For a brief moment, Dane forgot what he came to do and squat to their height so they could hug him properly basking in the fatherly feelings that was threatening to gush out from his heart.

“Mother, you always cause problems wherever you go. What brought you here?” Jared asked impatiently. Danna shrugged her shoulders and replied “Huh…… I was just passing by when I heard that the slut’s father was awake and he is useless. I had to come and see with my own two eyes. What a shame, he can’t even remember his own daughter. Celine you are a cursed woman. Why it is that bad things follow you everywhere. Gosh …. I might be the worst mother or daughter but I don’t usually attract trouble the same way you do” her tongue was so sharp.

Dahlia My phone started ringing right when I was in the middle of fighting with a stupid water valve that had decided today was the day it wanted to act possessed. Dad’s name lit up the screen. I wedged the phone between my ear and shoulder, still cursing under my breath as I twisted the damn thing. “Yeah?” “How’s my favorite daughter?” “I’m your only daughter dad. What do you want?” He laughed, that deep chuckle that always made me soften even when I didn’t want to. “Can’t a father check on his child without an agenda?”

But I was afraid that he might fear me again like before, so I just let him go. "See? It's effective." He said and smiled. I just realized that I was smiling too. "I'm going to tell you a story. But don't tell anyone." He said. I was curious. I nodded and approached him. "I have a youngest daughter. Her name is Atacia. You know, she's adopted. But we treat her like she's our own. When she was just a baby, her parents left her in front of her grandmother's house. Because she's old her grandmother raised her with us. She grew up with us. She's so kind. I never saw her start a fight. She always defended us from her classmates back then. " Dad smiled as he tell me the story. My story to be exact

Mason said as he looked at Stephanie. Stephanie smiled and introduced us to their daughter. "Her name is Dahlia, Dahlia, say hi to everyone." "Hello", she said shyly and ran to where Daphne and Daniel were playing and joined them. "She really does look like you Mason, I said to Mason and he smiled. "Not as much as your son resembles Victoria, he could pass as her twin", he said and everyone agreed. "Kaden, do you mind telling us when you got out, my dad said to Kaden.

Damien early in the morning to meet Attorney Lee while I went to meet the owner of the clothing company Darya’s modeling. The meeting lasted for an hour. The CEO just discussed the photos they’ll release and another photoshoot schedule. I know my daughter wants to do this, so who am I to stop her from dreaming? Next week, Darya will have another photoshoot schedule and I’m glad that the company is professional. After my meeting, I visited my dad’s grave and my eyes widened after I saw Mrs. Smith ruining the flowers on my dad’s tomb. “This is your fault! This is all your fault! You ruined my daughter’s life!”

She is the daughter of dada's private clerk who is somehow related to his black business. "Here comes my princess", Dada held my shoulder, stretching his lips into a smile as I reached him. "Remember Altaaf uncle?", he pointed a man, standing with him just to save the courtesy. He also knew that I had the least interest in his work and the people he met. "Yeah", I lied with a smile. "Hello, uncle. "Hello, I can't believe that you've grown up so fast", he said.

He sneered and tightened his hold. “Screw…you,” I breathed. “Ezra,” Dad barked. “What?” “Put her down. She’s my daughter.” His hold loosened and I dropped to the floor. I held my neck and glared at him. “You have an eighteen-year-old daughter?” Alpha Ezra asked. Dad shrugged, “Twenty but yes.” Blood pooled out of Dad’s shoulder and dripped on the floor. “Dad, you’re hurt.” I rushed to him. He waved me away. “I’m fine. Go to your room.”