Daughters From Despicable Me Novels & Stories

"We're sorry your daughter has been expelled, but you need to reflect on yourself for faking injuries and threatening the school. Now you've even lost your job… People like you who break the rules will be outcasts everywhere." Ms. Watson snorted, stepped forward, and leaned down, towering over my daughter. My daughter flinched, burying herself in my arms. "Bad upbringing leads to bad kids!" Ms. Watson whispered into my daughter's ear, her voice soft yet filled with malice. "Of course a morally corrupt mother wouldn't raise a good kid. You little liar." "Shut your mouth!" My face went red, and my fingers gripped the doorframe so tightly they hurt.

I went there immediately. I pretended to be humble by sitting on the floor while my mother, my father, and Dasha sat on the sofa. "Hey, dear. Why do you have to be so humble like an Omega? You're our daughter," told Luna Yelena. With a gentle smile, I stood up and slowly sat beside my mother. However, I was reluctant to act like this. All I was doing was appealing to her sympathies and undermining Dasha's position. "Rachel, Dasha. Last night we discussed about the two of you, and as far as we are concerned, you are our daughters and have the same rights. That is why we hope that you can get along, love and help each other," my father explained to Dasha and me.

“Buried in the lower partitions of Donga’s primary server. Took me forever to crack. Thought you’d want to see.” The file name was simple: MONALISA_GRANT_FINAL I took it to my room, locked the door, and watched. The footage was old. Grainy. A security camera from a corridor I didn’t recognize. Mom stood at one end, dressed in a gray coat, hair tied back, face pale but fierce. She stared straight at the camera. Then she whispered: “You think breaking me ends this. But you’re wrong. The fire you lit? It lives in her. And it won’t stop burning until every one of you is ash.”

Micah replied, disgusted “And, by any chance, would this daughter be the one who most resembles you? Not Alice, who is a perfect mix of me and Elise?” “Alice doesn’t look like Elise.” Kendra gritted her teeth and, increasingly, her clear efforts to distort the facts made Alice feel sick, all the things she thought she knew about her past starting to crumble like a sandcastle "She looks like my mother and a little with Roger. But Amber looks like my father.” she pushed Amber a little closer to Micah “I'm sorry if you're not pleased with your own daughter's appearance, but Lucas Dawsey will forever be her grandfather, whether you like it or not.”

She answers her question, “I am a hybrid, my mother was a forgetful and my father was a vampire, and after my transformation I kept the hair color and the length of my human mother.” The ghost of a smile crossed her face, as if she had remembered something that pleased her heart, adding to a sigh, “She was short in stature compared to them.” “Is it reasonable for both sexes to conceive?” "It's very rare, but it's permissible, and the biggest proof of that is me." She said what she said and returned to her side trying to urge her to eat, so Celine tilted her face, refusing to take the food from her fingertips, following a torrent of questions.

By now, I was long used to her endless tricks. “Bianca, why are you even explaining yourself to her?” A pretty girl stepped out from behind her, her voice full of contempt. “She was just claiming she’s Don Vitale’s real daughter. How ridiculous. Don Vitale personally said that you’re the Vitale family’s only principessa.” “Exactly. A servant’s daughter, freeloading in the estate. Don Vitale was already merciful enough not to throw her into Lake Macondo.” “I heard she even stole your things. She’s got some nerve. Honestly, she should be punished by cleaning toilets.”

"Angela, you're pregnant with your second child now. You have to be careful about everything." Gary quickly chimed in, his tone respectful. "Dad, Mom, don't worry. I'll take good care of Angela. She's the hero of our family now." Ever since Angela gave birth to a daughter for Gary despite his fertility issues, her status in the Cardone family had skyrocketed. Mrs. Cardone bragged to everyone that Angela had a naturally fertile body, and that the second child was definitely going to be a boy. Even the Miller family had landed several business projects because of it.

I sat there, numb and watched the fire slowly burn out. “Daciana,” My mother called softly. “You are the first child born of a Frost demon and a wolf. You are the future.” My heart pounded in my chest. I didn't ask for any of this. I didn't even know how to feel about my father anymore. Everything I thought I knew about him was a lie. Everything I knew about my life was a lie. And Milton, I wonder if he's always known my mother. Adam knew her. It explains why she recognised the day we'd returned to save Amelia.

Both females and they were both werewolves. The two girls were in their late teens, wearing scantily clad clothing with needle marks in their arms. “I’ve seen them before.” I say crouching down to move the hair out of one of their faces. “Where?” Ethan asked. “There are a couple of the girls that dad kidnapped. They were working in one of his brothels.” I said. “This is a message.” Ethan says. “Dad is warning us that he’s not going away. He’s coming back for the pack.” I say.

“The Tribe of Seraphina has always sought their own Kingdom and the reunification of the tribes. They seek what they were promised.” “And which of these tribes are you and I part of?” I question. I feel no allegiance to any of these people. Their problems seem so distant from my concerns. “My mother is a direct descendant of the Great Mother. The Great Mother’s most powerful daughter’s daughter’s daughter’s daughter. I know it sounds ridiculous, but the greatest power flows down the female line. We all descend from Circe.” “Seems the throne in which you sit and the one for which you aim are not the same.” I say as I consider what she has told me.