Daughter Cast Novels & Stories

David exploded in rage, pointing at Charlotte and cursing loudly. Charlotte almost fainted from crying, defending herself, "David, Victoria is your daughter, don't you know her at all? She's not stupid; how could she get involved with drugs? Doesn't she care about her reputation and future? The entertainment industry is all about stepping on others to climb up; she must've been framed."

Despite the panic that affected Kyra, she did not lose sight of the condition of Celine, who seemed to be on the verge of losing consciousness. "Celine, breathe, please, you have to be strong, please, for me, I can't stand without you." Is it possible that Zain is still alive, this means that the head of the snake is still swirling around the place, O Almighty!! This is awesome, emerald green eyes, like two rare gems, Talia, he owns Talia, Zayn took Talia, Maxim and Ruby's daughter, her parents' trust. Kaiden rose from his seat, placing his palm on the position of his heart, and Damian followed him at the same pace, clutching the latter on his chest, as if excruciating pain afflicted them.

"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.

“So Phoenix, weakened me? That is why it took me so long to break from it then? And that’s why the others couldn’t wake up by themselves too?” The blinding white smile of hers reappeared. “You’re getting it. Yes, in all honesty, you should never have woken, it should have taken much longer than four years. That’s why Mrs Velt was so interested in you. She was shocked that someone with that gift she has been researching for so many years was so close. Daughter of an I.L. agent. Someone that we all fought with back in the days.” “What, my dad?” “Yes. He was one of the best.”

Then he looked down. "Gemma," his voice was soft, the kind used to calm dogs. "Your father's right. Bianca takes the docks Monday. Thirty billion in assets. She can't miss the ceremony.""She's my twin," my voice tore. "If she donates, she can save me—" "Three months recovery?" He crouched, gripping my chin. Ice-cold. "Three months of vulnerability while the cousins circle? Don't be selfish." I stared at him. My stomach churned.

I said through gritted teeth. “Hi, excuse me” I childish voice came from behind us and I turned to see a little girl of about 10 years old, staring at Daci with a nervous smile. “Hello” Daci walked forward and squatted in front of the child. “You…you are Daciana the superstar right?” She asked timidly and Daci nodded with a smile. The child's eyes lit up with joy and she immediately gestured to the other side of the room where there were other children.

He is sitting in his chair, leaning his chin against his knuckles with a furious demeanor. Lucy swallows thickly, and I watch his Adam's apple bobble. "Daisy is the daughter of Cassius, the mad Fae king who annihilated countless witches in his prime. I wouldn't get close to his daughter if I were you." My mother rolls her eyes. It's weird seeing her again, so alive with colorful expressions. She is much taller than me, but her alabaster skin is the same, and her long, cascading hair reminds me of my own. My mother is lovely, and my heart squeezes with longing.

Kyra POV I put on one of my old Elvis CDs to listen to while I boil water for ravioli. It's one of the few things she'll eat now since she's going through a weird picky eating phase. "When are Mommy and Daddy coming back home?" She tugs on the leg of my jeans and stares up at me. "Tomorrow." She points to the stereo. "Is this my Daddy singing?" "No, Angel. It's Elvis. Do you like it?"

She was a different woman than the one the prince was used to. “I present to you my daughter! Isabella Herbert.” Said King Roberts very happily. “Nice to meet you!” The princess greeted. Who was red as a tomato, besides being all sweaty. The king and queen welcomed her, the prince had been petrified of her watching her. Then Frankie pushed him to get closer, the menacing gaze of his father had fixed on him. Christopher was really handsome, just like in the stories he read. Isabella felt self-conscious and very ashamed. Suddenly the desire to run away was increasing, she looked at her parents as they enjoyed that show.

he said and claps their hands together. "I lied to you," saying that words, she burst into tears. "What do you mean,?" he ask and look at her over his shoulder. "You meet me in the bar, and I was your private dancer after a months we fell in love to each other and İ become your right hand on your business, I'm not a single mom during that time, I'm a divorce woman, my husband left me for another woman and take also my youngest daughter which is Victoria, and now she is Brenna," she explained while sobbing and he just rubbed her back, because he already know about her real identity.