Family Daughter Novels & Stories

I crouch down to be at the height, as my daughter. “Isla Valentina Kane," I state, my tone calm despite my heart pounding against my chest "hear me out. You are five years old. You enjoy dinosaurs, extra cheese. Swiping Tío Marco’s headphones. You are not a plaything, for a city that refuses to accept no for an answer.” She looks up at me with a blink. “. Dad… today’s my birthday.” The purity, in her tone shatters a part of me I hadn’t realized remained intact.

She had promised me that no one in the Silver Moon Pack would ever overlook me again. Yet I had chosen to hide in a storage closet and sleep on a planting bed in the conservatory rather than ask my family for help. “So Ivy was telling the truth.” Mother turned toward Brielle, her fingernails digging into her palms. Father crossed the corridor and slapped Brielle across the face. Adrian released her, and she fell against the wall, one hand covering her reddening cheek. “She was your sister,” Father said. “She was our daughter. We gave you everything. Why did you still need to hurt her?”

I follow my father. I trudge down the stairs and into the living room. They stand together, Alpha and Jeremiah. They are both tall. Muscular. I look at Jeremiah. He is beautiful. He has dark hair cut short and his eyes are green. "Jeremiah," my father says, "This is my daughter, Bria." "Hello," Jeremiah says. His voice is deep. It sends tingles up and down my spine. I feel like a traitor. I love Nathaniel.

Their names are penciled right under the figure corresponding to them. My best dada, Dada Dale Daniel. My loving mama, Mama Clarriese Zyah. And it's me, the little one, Dhyrine Denisse. "My daughter is good at drawing," Zyah commented on her daughter's work. "Our daughter, wife," Dale said. "Our daughter." He gave emphasis to the latter. "Let's celebrate your birthday, dada!" their daughter interfered. "You are getting older, dada!" "Am I still handsome even if I am getting older, 'nak?"

"I have a daughter? are you sure that she is mine" "You have a daughter. And Julian has been trying to get her back ever since. That's why he's been working with Damian. That's why he's been destroying his father's empire. He's not doing it for revenge. He's doing it for her. For you. For the family he lost." I picked up the photograph. The girl was smiling. She had my chin. Julian's eyes. And a small birthmark on her left hand just like mine. "Where is she now?"i asked

I grinned like an idiot and took the stuffed flower bouquet from Elayne. "Thanks." Then I went quiet, eyes glued to my phone. Elayne slid her hand over the screen. "Don't look at that." I shook my head. "It's fine. I'm not mad." The camera zoomed in—Mom and some girl in the pic. Caption: [Valentine's Day with my daughter, Tia.] Elayne gave me that look—like she was trying to read my mind. I forced a smile. "I know her. Tia was in the bed next to Dad. She's an orphan. Got better thanks to donations.

I hate it, I hate her and I hate my dad. I am Adelaine Night, daughter of the most feared Alpha, Xavier Night. And this ugly witch here is Danica, or I could say my dad's little whore. My dad loves her and she loves my dad. End of the story, but I know that it is not for love but the urge for more power that is keeping these two people together. "Nothing," I say. "Is dad left?" I ask. "Yes," she sighed. "So it is almost time for the cruelty you both do often?" I asked.

My father is Horatio Finn. He is one of the most important businessmen in the world today, he's an important CEO and I am his only daughter. Everyone is after him, although they always respect his privacy since the accident with my mother. She died in a car accident when I was 7 years old. All 3 of us were there, so my father and I, surviving, had to go to a lot of therapies and support each other all this time, for that reason, we are so close. He is my best friend.

Half breed? “Great Mother!” My mother pleads. “Do not call her that, please!” “It is you who lays with dogs!” Cassiphone spits venomously. “It is unfortunate your daughter pays the price, but the truth is the truth.” My mother bites back a sob and remains silent. I feel my anger begin to boil to the surface. “We will see tonight if Hecate has blessed you. She often turns away from children who are touched by other Goddesses.” Cassiphone says angrily.

“I’m sorry, Dahlia. I didn’t know that you were my father’s mate, or that Zahra is my sister. I’ve always wanted a sister.” I chuckled, but our moment was cut short when our little firecracker appeared in the hallway. “Is this a group hug?” Zahra squealed as she scooted over. Derrick’s deep laugh hummed against my back as Zahra jumped in, hugging Davies and me. “Now we are one BIG family!” She chirped, earning me another deep laugh from my mate. I’m never going to get tired of this version of Derrick. The way he lights up, laughs around our daughter, it’s…divine.