Daughter In Tagalog Novels & Stories

Those were the words she had always used on me. Suri had been in a terrible mood lately because she was unable to attend school and was deeply humiliated. Worst of all, without school, where was she supposed to bully others or extort money? She stomped her foot and screamed, "Why won’t you give it to me?! If you can’t afford me, why did you even give birth to me?! You old hag, why don’t you just die? All the money in this house belongs to me!" Hearing her beloved daughter tell her to die, Mom nearly fainted from shock. She thought about all the humiliation she had endured begging for Suri’s schooling and all the money she had spent, only for this ungrateful child to curse her over allowance.

“You are the daughter of House Fiore, one of the greatest duchies in the empire. All those knights will bow to you and protect you with their lives. They will also respect you because you are their lady.” Sera wanted to believe him but there was still doubt in her mind. Did she deserve everything that she was experiencing at the moment? “Sera, did you know?” Xander whispered as he hugged her from behind. “My dear little sister, you are the daughter that our lineage thought we would never have.” “You are the flower that was born from the wolves,” Xander added. “And you are the Fiore among the Fiores.” “The Fiore among the Fiores?” Sera was confused. How could she be more Fiore when she was an

"H-how old is she?" "Hmm?" "Our daughter. How old is she?" Tanong niya. Ang akala ko ay alam na niya iyon dahil sa tagal ng naging pag-uusap nilang mag-ama kanina. Ngunit heto siya't itinatanong sa akin ngayon. Hindi ko mapigilan ang mapangiti dahil doon. I cleared my throat. "She's turning four. Five months from now." I said. "Hmm...she looks exactly like me." Saad niya.

He didn’t know how should he persuade her. Suddenly, he looked at the little girl’s face after hearing the sounds of her sobbing. With the light of fire, he could see tears were rolling down her eyes ceaselessly. “They said my father has betrayed our country. They said my father is a traitor” She continued sobbing. “They killed my mother, my unborn brother, they killed Xin er. They thought she was me because she was wearing my clothes” Yin Yue was crying her eyes out. “I do not want to live too”

She didn’t want to meet me, but I begged the prison guard for the last visit. “Forget about me, Carys. Take good care of yourself. Don’t end up like me. I’ve made too many mistakes.” Her voice was gruff, and tears rolled down her cheeks. The weight in my chest held me back from saying anything. “You’ll always be my mother,” I said shakily. Mom burst out crying, releasing her innermost emotions. “Be a better person in your next life, Mom. Don’t make the same mistakes again.” She nodded and silently mouthed the words, “I love you”.

"When I was a kid, Dad used to sing 'Daughters' to help me fall asleep. He never got to see him live. So I'm doing it for him." I stuck a few sparkly stickers on my face and slid Dad's photo into my pocket. Then I turned to Elayne, who was totally struggling to copy the look. "Hurry up! We're gonna be late!" The scene shifted to the concert venue—chill and glowing under soft lights. I held Tia's hand in one and a glow stick in the other, swaying to the music, singing like the world wasn't falling apart. The camera rolled, and for once, I didn't look like a cancer patient. Just a girl, lost in the music.

Summer, who had been dejectedly sitting by the side of the bed, looked up at the doctor. The doctor sighed and told them that family members had the highest chance of being a compatible donor. "What about a twin sister?" "That would be best. The chances are even higher." Their eyes instantly brightened. I knew they immediately thought of me. Sarah quickly sent me a message. [You ungrateful daughter…] She had just sent the message out when she immediately deleted it. She sent another message instead. [Dear Sienna, where are you? We were wrong to say all those things to you a few days ago. We're sorry. Come home. Your father and I miss you. Your sister also knows that she's done you wrong. We

"She is our daughter—not some cursed relic to be hidden behind stone and warded gates!" Tarek didn't flinch. "I have stood beside you on every battlefield, Xavier. I bled under your banner. But you know I speak not out of cowardice—only survival. If she ignites something we can't extinguish..." Councilwoman Maldra leaned forward, voice like broken glass. "She may no longer be yours," she said grimly. "She may be Flame incarnate. The Codex warned of a child that remembers—not one that obeys."

"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.

Wala sa tamang pag-iisip yung tao tapos pinagpapantasyahan ko pa! Pumulupot ang isang braso niya sa aking bewang at hinigit niya ako. Ayun nga, napasandal ako sa kanya nang wala sa oras! Ang init ng singaw ng katawan niya. Gawa siguro ito ng lagnat. “Jimin, may sasabihin ako sa ‘yo!” “Mummy?” nagtatanong nanaman ang mga mata niya. “Hindi ako ang nanay mo, okay? Simula ngayon, Mal ang itatawag mo sa akin, ha? Mal! Say it, Mal!”