Father Daughter Fantasy Novels & Stories

My fingers tightened around the printed will papers I was holding and all of the information Florian had regarding my father's mistress and her twenty year old son. It made me laugh just thinking about how I thought I was second favourite. I hadn't even been in the equation. Not even Ronan was, but he deserved that. He had been in the equation long enough. "Hello?" I turned, and a nurse gave me a small smile. "Hello." "Who are you?" She asked, her voice polite. "I am his daughter," I said, a small smirk appearing on my lips. Of course, I was his daughter. Only one demon can take out another.

she whispered. Isabeau bent, clutching the painting protectively. “Don’t crumple my special papyrus, Mama. I see him in my dreams every night. He talks to me. He said he’s our father—mine and Zander’s. And he looks like Zan, doesn’t he? They both have green eyes.” Her smile was pure light. But Seraphina felt only dread. The air thickened around her, heavy with the scent of spilled paint and fear. Dreams… visions… She had hoped her daughter would never inherit that gift. The blood of witches and Lycans mingled dangerously in her line.

I will explore all her weaknesses and push her buttons until she has no choice but to surrender to me. After a minute of silence, Kira asks, "If I tell the truth, you will let me come?" Since the woman wants me to think she is surrendering for pleasure, let’s play it that way. I push two fingers inside her wet pussy. "Of course. We’ll even tick off one item on your fantasy list." "He saved my father," she reveals. "That’s all there is between us, I swear." Not the whole truth, I realize. Still, it’s a step up from what I surmised was a secret affair between those two. I rub Kira’s clit while thrusting my thumb into her with slow strokes. She grips the armrest, thighs quaking as she comes ont

I can fix this before it's too late. My phone lit up. Family group chat. Father's message was short: [Gemma is terminal. Bianca forbidden from donation. Family decision.] My blood turned to ice. They had seen the misdelivered file. They thought I was the one dying—and they had voted to let me rot. When I pushed open the door and saw Father, I felt it— the temperature drop, the world freezing around me. Tears burned my eyes. I couldn't stop them. "Father," I said, my voice barely steady.

I keep dreaming about him when ever he promises to visit. Why? My plan to get Dave didn't work but Jane or should I say vikander did it all for me. Even though Dave and I aren't together I know we will be very soon. Vikander such an evil name, well, jane turned out to be a gold digger just as Melissa but worst. She and her parents tried to get rid of the Wests, that said they killed their son which turned out to be a lie. Her dad hatred was because Mr West refused to give shares to him. But why would he, he knows that he was evil.

Made me a mother to his psychotic daughter because I look like her. He’s connected to Lord Lucifer and Alanjadro. A hardened criminal. An evil mafia boss who belongs in hell. My father will destroy both of us and break hell open. “He hates criminals,” she whispered to her reflection. But her heart was already full of Vincenzo. She dried off, slipped into fresh clothes, and climbed onto her bed. She curled up, daydreaming about his kiss, his touch, his voice and his innocent babyish look. She smiled into her pillow, even as tears slipped free.

What more did she want from me? My father, Brian Larson, sat by the side of the bed and sighed. "We spoiled her too much. I knew we shouldn't have kept her from the beginning. The fortune teller said that only Summer would bring us luck and that Sienna would only cause us misfortunes. If we had abandoned or killed her when she was born, things would've been much easier. My father's expression was so murderous that I truly believed that if I were there next to him, he would have choked me to death.

“Just pack your things and leave. I, Alpha Adam Lyons, forever banish you, Emily Charlene Lyons from the Blue Moon pack. If you return back to Blue Moon land, you will be placed in the cells until execution.” Easton let out a murderous growl, and my eyes went wide with shock. “Daddy…why?” Why would my father banish me for finding and marking my fated mate? Before I could even ask the question, my mother was glaring at me. “I never should have accepted you as my daughter. You’re just as terrible as your whore of a mother.” She snarled before walking away.

I grew up with two parents and they both sucked. Honestly, I was a free spirit and I liked it that way. Tillie was the only partner I needed and she treated my daughter almost like she was her own. Whenever I wanted to be impulsive she was there to make sure my daughter was cared for. Like the time I stole this asshole’s motorcycle and drove to Vegas for the weekend. Or the time my friend invited me to come along as her plus one to this rich guy’s yacht party last minute. The only catch was that we had to be topless the whole time, it was worth it. “Mommy!” Aaliyah shouted, bringing me back to reality.