Novel & Cerita Daughter Breeding

“You know how it would be really mean to separate you from me because you’re my daughter?” “Yeah…” she responded nervously. “Well, since Emma is Mr. Dominic’s daughter, it’s only fair that he not be separated from her, right?” Lila looked out the window, wiggling the zipper of her backpack mindlessly. “I guess. But it’s also kind of mean to separate me from my aunt and cousin.” I passed my hand over my daughter’s hair soothingly. “I know, sweetie. I’m sorry.” Then I prayed and hoped that she wouldn’t ask about her own father.

"Welcome back, sister. We've been waiting for you to wake up." Here, in this family with no shared blood, I felt a warmth I hadn't known in years. I slowly sat up, feeling the strength returning to my body. "Mom," my voice was calm and firm, "from this day forward, Alessia Moretti is dead." "I am your daughter." The moment the words left my lips, I felt a sense of release I had never known. The girl who humbled herself for her family, the woman tormented by poison, the daughter wronged by her loved ones. She was dead.

The she-wolf was young, a little older than Selene, and that surprised me. But I was more surprised to see two little girls approaching; both saw us with wide eyes, and I could tell that they were a carbon copy of Daemon. The girls were prettier, but it was obvious that they were his daughters. The older one couldn't have been more than five years old, while the younger one maybe had to be about three years old. “Dayma, Daena, let's go pick up the emergency backpacks; we'll go with Daddy,” the she-wolf said after reading the letter quickly.

Despite her years on earth, Mom lost all reason and turned against me, her daughter, for a man. “You’ll be sorry if anything happens to Bryan!” She cocked her head back and yelled at me. I could barely recognize Mom with the menacing look on her face. “Mom! Are you sure he loves you? Why did he hit on me then?” I yelled back, finding it hard to breathe. “You’re just jealous that I stole your crush. You’re young. Time is on your side to find someone new, but it’s not often I get to find love again.” Mom held Bryan in her arms, her heart going out to him.

He asked, giving a hard spank on her both asscheeks, then on her boobs. She curled her toes. “Ummm…. Ahhh….” She nodded her head in response. He slapped her boobs once again, this time harder than before. “Words, babygirl.” “Yes, daddy.” “What yes?” He twisted her nipples and pulled them harder. “Ahhh…. Daddyyyy…. Ahhh….” Isabella moaned loudly, arching her back. “Yes, daddy, I’ll follow your words.” Oliver squeezed her boobs lightly. “That’s like my good babygirl. Now get your knees near your chest.”

Her dad said, leading the way back to the living room. "No dad. Actually,I want to take my place as our family heiress. I want my identity revealed,I don't want to live in the shadows anymore,I want to be known as the only daughter of President Zander ; Lydia Zander !" President Zander paused, hearing that from his daughter, he turned back to look at her . Surely this woman standing before him isn't his daughter,the shy Lydia who didn't care about the family politics. He is seeing a brave and fearless woman who wants to lead, a woman filled with rage, a woman filled with passion to get what she wants.

They are Christy and Victoria Lawrence — my beloved daughters who carry my last name. They’re twins, just five years old, but surprisingly mature for their age. Christy, being born thirty minutes earlier, naturally steps into the role of the big sister. She’s thoughtful, caring, and always looks out for Victoria. Meanwhile, Victoria, full of boundless energy and curiosity, keeps us all on our toes with her playful nature.

she continued, “I want to congratulate my twin brother, Dante, on his engagement to Ashley.” A soft wave of applause followed, cautious but polite. Danae waited for it to settle. “And second,” she said, her voice steady, “I have something I’m done hiding.” Every eye was on her now. “The little girl beside me is my daughter,” she said simply. “My princess. Dora.” A collective inhale swept through the hall. “I’m proud to be her mother,” Danae went on. “I always have been. I just chose silence for a long time. That ends tonight.”

“Don’t tell me you forgot to dance with your father?” Dad sighed and made himself look pathetic. I didn’t want to make it this way. It just that there were so many things that happened before this and I was still in the frenzy state of believing whether I am in the reality world or not. “You will give me a chance to dance with you, right my dearest daughter?” Even thought my feet hurts, it will be unfair for my father not to have the chance to dance with me after I danced with two men. After all, today is my birthday and the night he announced me to the world as Nadia Wyatt.

“Um, Astra shot you with lightning and she said Grant has powers! This is a big deal, Sarah!” “First, you’re not my dad. Don’t treat me like a child. I am well aware of the dangers of this.” I said cooly. “Second, what do you want me to do? Keep experimenting until I get the hang of it and hope it doesn’t kill me first?” “The exact opposite! I don’t want you to have this power at all!” Dax yelled. “This is who I am, Daxon! I am the daughter of a queen with powers and I will be the queen with my own abilities and people will always be after them! This is what it means to be with me! This is my life, so either get on board or get out!”