David Goggins Daughter Novels & Stories

The police officer calmed her down before recounting how they found my body. They had arrested the man who killed me. When he confessed to his crimes, he mentioned killing me. Through his confessions, the police located my body. "Why did he kill our daughter?" My parents wanted an answer. The police officers exchanged glances before looking at them with a troubled look. Brian asked once more. "Why?" "It's best if you watch the video for yourself," an officer replied. It was the footage of the day that I was taken away. Of course, the scene where Summer abandoned me and ran off was also captured.

He provides and loves his daughter; I cannot fault him for that. He loves our daughter with everything in him. Shaakirah Herrington is seven now and loves her father just as much as he loves her. I am the only one who crossed the line and fell in love with him. I fell in love with David when he was there for me throughout my pregnancy. A phone rings startling me, we are not far from Kira’s school. He answers his phone. “Hey Kirsten…” he answers. His youngest brother. Kirsten Herrington. ATF agent,

I had done that a few times with Dad and two years in Girl Scout should be able to help me survive this. I took a deep breath and rubbed my hands together to summon my strength. Then I put my foot in the gap between the stones and pushed myself up. I felt my way cautiously and got past the first step after a painstaking while later. "Oh well," I breathed. "One down, six to go." The next steps were harder since space started to narrow towards the top. I lost my footing twice but managed to cling onto the stone. By now, my fingernails were successfully ruined. My hiking pants got torn up, and my knees had burning scratches.

But the moment the door slammed into the wall, the game was on. “Have you been a good girl, Allison?” I murmured and loved the playful fire in her eyes. “No, daddy. Punish me.” “Oh, you bet I will.” 🌼🌼🌼 I almost forgot the meeting with my ex. Honestly, there was nothing about that meeting that I wanted to remember as long as it included me being there in the flesh, but that’s how it was. And the clock was almost 6:30 before I entered the wooden, green painted doors at Georgie’s bar and pizza.

——————Alex——————— My name is Alex. I’m the only surviving child of my father. I lost my mother and my brother in a fatal accident. My dad lost his legs and can’t no longer walk again. The accident caused me a a lot of pain and misery. My father sold all his properties including the house to pay of his debt and hospital bill. We live in a small apartment in a dark alley where it is difficult to sleep with two eyes closed.

The girl whimpered faintly, her eyelids fluttering open for a moment. “That’s it,” I whispered urgently. “Stay awake, good girl. You’re so strong. Keep fighting.” Logan clutched her small hand, tears streaming freely now. “Daddy’s here, sweetheart. Daddy’s right here. Please, don’t leave me.” The word hit me like a punch. Daddy. I froze for half a heartbeat, shock slicing through me. His daughter? Logan had a daughter? Questions surged, but I shoved them down. Not now. Not when a child was fighting for her life.

She waved her hand in just a way to explain his flaccid penis movement. I covered my mouth and snorted in laughter causing Sergio to grunt in annoyance. Glancing over him I stood up and regained my composure. “If you would dress appropriately, it would be appreciated,” I stated firmly, trying hard not to choke on the laughter that was wishing to spill forth. He tilted his head as he studied my face and the necklace I was wearing. “Gwen, Gwen Blackstone?” He questioned me and I shook my head. “No, Sir, I am Gwen’s daughter, Athena Blackstone. My mom was killed by a group of rogues several years ago,” I asserted. He nodded and then promptly turned to Remy.

But I won't divorce him yet, not when I am yet to secure the future of my unborn child, with David's wealth my child will have the best life, and go to the elite schools. The door opened and Gina walked in “There you are I have been looking everywhere for you” Gina said to Mrs Davidson “ Our new bait here just took me out for a few drinks to clear our crazy heads,” she laughed hastily. Confused, Mr Davidson turned to look in my direction “I never knew she was related to you, not the least your mother, I just met her at the bar and she seemed cool so I decided to buy her a drink She was already wasted when I met her there.

for now. I clench my fists at my sides, a muscle in my jaw ticking. I know my father, the man who taught me to never accept defeat, to always have a contingency plan. This isn't over. Not by a long shot. As David disappears around the corner, I lean against the wall, suddenly exhausted. The adrenaline is wearing off, leaving me with the cold reality of the situation. My daughter is in surgery, my wife is traumatized, and my father... my father just tried to have them killed.

“At your age! You look way older than me with 100 kids. This is how you now start abusing them. Your job is getting pregnant every single time! You have no control over yourself. Yours is to fall pregnant like a retarded.” Regina sniffed crying. Her grandmother clicked her tongue. “ I didn’t count you in my dinner. Don’t touch my pots too. Just eat bread if you are hungry.” *** In Rivercity later that evening, David laid on the benches at the hospital feeling cold. His phone vibrated in his pocket. He sat upright and picked immediately. “Hello?” “How is Given?” “The doctors are with her right now.” “Ok. The kids have slept. I am taking them to have their hair cut tomorrow.”