Daughter Sexy Novels & Stories

Saul called out to him. The stranger cocked his head and stared harder at me, "In all fairness, she doesn't exactly look like an Alpha's daughter. More like a young son." I felt my cheeks burn at the statement. Even though I was supposed to look like that for my own safety, it was embarrassing nonetheless. I swiftly pulled my scarf from around my head, allowing my blond curls to rest just below my shoulders. "Okay, now I see it," the Alpha conceded with a smirk.

I froze for a moment and shot around, “Daughter…?” She nodded, “I want to bless you both. I have someone extraordinary planned for her. Your daughter,” “Nuray.” I cut her off, “Her name is Nuray.” She smiled, “Nuray will be a great she-wolf, a powerful wolf.” I thought for a moment, my husband is a Beta; does this mean that she’ll be with an Alpha? My brain rushed with hundreds of questions. “Are you ready to meet your daughter?” I nodded but then thought for a second,

I am now reacting to his voice even though I’m sick as hell? “You know, I deserve better than this. I applied to be a Victoria secret model and definitely should not be treated like this.” She says, pouting hard that I couldn’t help but smile. “Fine. Please. Victoria Secret future model, can you get the soup from the kitchen?” Adonis asked sarcastically. I watched her stomp out of the room cutely but still left. She might not look like Chloe. Well she didn’t. Tata is seventeen, deep brown doe eyes, long honey blonde hair, thin lips, really tall and slim for her age, sassy but the sweetest and oh yeah. The pain in Chloe’s flat ass.

The girl sighed as she undid her apron before walking past her mother. "My name is Sasha," the girl walked out of the kitchen. "I knew that!" Mimi yelled after her daughter. "Really?" She asked herself in a whisper before walking away. Caia's phone rang and she finished placing in a new batch before picking up her call. "Joe." "Did you know you have the most beautiful eyes ever?" "What?" Caia frowned. "I may not have your eyes but our kids can." The teenage girl frowned. "He's throwing a party tomorrow night and he's going with his new girlfriend Lea. You know Lea right? Your brother's ex. You just need to forget about him and date me instead. I swear, I'm not like other guys."

“Ooh, eighteen. Legal. Daddy’s going to have his hands full.” It’s the most inappropriate thing to say about someone’s daughter, yet it elicits a hot, throbbing arousal in me. Maybe it’s the way she says it, her cat’s eyes narrowing, the slow, suggestive smile creeping over her face. She runs a hand over her sleek, black hair, tucking it behind her shoulder and revealing the smooth skin of her cleavage.

She was hot, wearing a strapless cocktail dress with a flouncy tulle skirt that showed plenty of rosy pale skin, slender legs, feet in a pair of glittery gold heels, and gorgeous boobs that were perfectly framed by the sweetheart beaded satin top. Yes, Sakura was eye candy, and certainly very hard not to notice. She was strikingly beautiful, and Sebastian knew it was hard for Darcy, as well as him, not to feel just that little bit fearful that some other guy might come and snatch her away, that little bit insecure that they would lose her while she was in the midst of gaining so much attention. Sebastian glanced at Darcy again, noting the impassive expression. Suddenly, Darcy flicked his eye

She rested her head on his shoulder, her scent—expensive, flowery, and entirely wrong—clogging his senses. "You look stressed, Adam," Daisy purred, her voice a forced, seductive husk. "I can help you ease your mind. Again." Adam didn't respond. He picked up his phone from the nightstand, ignoring the dozens of desperate, borderline-homicidal texts from Sheryl. Daisy didn't take the hint. She climbed onto his lap, the bedsheets falling away to expose her perfectly sculpted body. She was an Alpha's daughter, the second-born of the Mackin line, and she knew she was beautiful.

"Please—please, save my baby. I don't want any inheritance. I just want my baby to be safe!" "I'm the eldest daughter of the Rizzo family. I don't need to fight for some inheritance!" Ashley shoved me off. "You'll say anything now, won't you? I'm telling you—impossible." Then she closed the nurse's station door and turned to look at me. She pulled out her phone and dialed a video call.She pulled out her phone and dialed a video call. "Hey, bro. Janet's about to deliver. You want to see?"

I asked with my hand on her arm. “I’ll tell you after we humor Aaliyah,” she said and pulled me into the bathroom. She grabbed a spray bottle to moisturize my hair and brushed it into a high ponytail. Then she added a little product to my kinky curls. “The guy Aaliyah found was cute, maybe this will be good for you.” I rolled my eyes and proceeded to wash my face a bit before putting on my moisturizer, lipgloss, and a little bit of blush. For my daughter’s sake, I’ll at least try to look nice.

"Baby, are you home?" No answer. The lock clicked and Damien was there. "Where's Lyra?" I asked immediately. He gave a lazy smirk. "How should I know? When Selene and I returned a few hours ago, she was not there. Perhaps she went in search of her mother who could not even bother to come home. I froze. "What are you talking about? She's eighteen, Damien. She's still a child." Leaning on the doorframe, he crossed his arms. “ like mother, like daughter,” he sneered. You vanish all night and come back like that, and now your daughter is gone. Real mother of the year."