Father's Quotes From Daughter

My husband has asthenospermia, so we decide to try IVF. Before the embryos are combined, I catch my husband switching my ovum out for his true love's. I don't say anything and switch them back. At the same time, I switch my husband's sample out for my ex-boyfriend's. 25 years later, my husband's true love comes knocking. She holds my daughter's hands and weeps while saying, "I'm your mother, my darling!"

Celeste was forced into a chosen mating with the most brutal and feared Alpha because of an alliance between the packs even though her father had promised that she would get to select her mate. In order to get rid of the alpha, she runs away only to stumble right into her fated mate. Now torn between two wolves and the threat of starting a war if she does not return to fulfill her duty to her pack, she must make a choice between love and duty, or she could lose everything. “I just need to check something real quick…” He whispers in my ear, as I feel his fingers slide under my panties and go straight to my core, feeling around for my clit.

Lira is the weakest Omega of the Moonblessed pack, where wolves are blessed with special gifts under the full moon. She failed to shift and this has made her an outcast. When war breaks out against their sworn enemy, the ruthless Alpha Damien of Blackthorne pack, the Moonblessed pack are defeated. To save themselves they agree to his demand of a sacrifice. Lira's father does the unthinkable and condemns her to death before the pack. Worst of all, it is her own mate Ronin who offers her up as a sacrifice. Betrayed by her father and pack, Lira thinks she is destined to die. But exile from her pack leads her into the arms of Alpha Damien, a man whose love she doesn't expect. He marks her, unlocking the gifts that are buried deep within her, revealing the strength of a powerful Luna. Will she use her new found power to take revenge on the pack that left her for dead or will she uncover a darker truth about herself that would cost her everything she has just gained?

When Sylvia lost her last family and thought this was where her life as a rogue began, the most powerful Alpha dragged her to his mansion. "I owe your father a debt," he said to her. "Anything you desire, I’ll give it." But as he leaned closer—cedar and danger swirling in the air—all she wanted was: His teeth on her neck. His kiss like a brand.

“You are nothing, and you are no one. I will never have a human as a mate. I Jarek Hudson reject you as my mate and my future Luna,” he says to me with no emotion. “Now accept it,” he demands. Keena is a human among Lycans and werewolves. At least that is until she turns 18 and her powers begin to manifest. Keena is destined to be a witch. Knowing that she doesn't have a wolf or a lycan her fated mate rejects her. Keena is heart broken and fears a life without a mate until she meets her new body guard, Ward. Ward shows her all of the love and care that a mate should. Will Jarek come around or will Ward win her heart before Jarek can change his? Or will something sinister tear her away from both of them? Book one: Fated to the Enemy Series Book two: Rogue Princess Book three: The Lycan King's Rejected Daughter

Lucia Hill was the only daughter of the Alpha and Luna of the Thunder pack, a pack that was known for its strength, compassion, and resilience.  She had always wanted to help her pack in a more meaningful way but was seen as too fragile because she had a rare medical condition that affected her breathing at times. She was born with it and it was sadly incurable.  This medical condition had a name too long for Lucia to pronounce, and had tried to take her life multiple times. Each time made her parents even more protective of her and made her feel more caged.  Lucia had always been seen by everyone as the sick daughter of the Alpha who needed to be treated with extra care. She was even excluded from almost all physical activities, including training with people her age.  This made her feel like an outcast. It chipped away at her self-confidence and courage.  She knew that all this was because her parents loved her and wanted her to be safe but she wanted more. She wanted so badly not to be seen as weak or fragile. She wanted to show her pack and her parents that she was stronger than they all thought; that she was not held back by her sickness.  But she feared that this was all just a dream of hers. She was very introverted and insecure so she doubted that she could ever prove them wrong.

A fresh out college mess decided to have a few harmless drinks before going to see her father. Well, a very irresistible stranger wasn't so harmless so why not risk it. Little did she know that he was someone close to her father. Her father's best friend. *********** “Tell me what you want,” he demanded. “You,” I gasped. “Harder. Please.” He gave it to me. Relentless. Possessive. One hand pinned my wrists above my head; the other gripped my hip, angling me exactly how he wanted. “You’re mine tonight,” he said against my throat, teeth grazing skin. “Say it.” “I’m yours,” I breathed, lost in him.

Everyone deserves a second chance at happiness... even a killer. Serendipity Fizzlestitch wants nothing more than to be left alone. In a small cabin a stone's throw from the house where her sisters and mother breathed their last, Serendipity toils away, making the dolls her late father was working on when he disappeared beneath the ocean waves. Serendipity is content to spend the rest of her existence here, trying to atone for the mistakes of her past by creating the dolls that bring joy to so many others. When a mysterious letter arrives in her fireplace, an unusual stranger shows up at her door, and her favorite mouse friend goes missing, Serendipity is forced to face the outside world--and the ghosts from her past. Will she accept the opportunity to join the most famous toymaker of all time, or will her guilt prevent her from finding the happiness everyone deserves? The Doll Maker's Daughter at Christmas is a whimsical romantic fantasy that proves everyone deserves a second chance, no matter how horrific our past. Perfect for Christmas, or any time of year, The Doll Maker's Daughter at Christmas will bring back the magic we can only find when we truly believe.

Isabela "Isha" Vergara has it all - beauty, brains, and a future everyone envies. To the world, she's the daughter of a wealthy, respectable family living comfortably in one of Manila's richest cities. But behind the elegant façade is a home built on lies and fear. Her father, a desperate businessman drowning in debt, hides his failures behind charm and manipulation. A narcissist and a gaslighter, he gambles away what's left of their fortune while her mother, too afraid to lose the luxury she clings to, chooses silence over truth. One night, Isha overhears a phone call that shatters her world: a deal made in the shadows to settle her father's massive debt. The price? Her. Without her knowing, she's been sold... and the man who bought her is Kervin - her father's powerful business partner whose intentions go far beyond business. Now, trapped in a web of deceit and desire, Isha must face the darkest truths behind the perfect family portrait and decide how far she's willing to go to reclaim her freedom.

“We shouldn’t be doing this,” his raspy voice dripped with lust and uncertainty as his eyes scanned my exposed cleavages, “your father…” “Shhh.” I stopped him mid-way, placing my finger on his soft lips, “We both want this. I have seen the way you look at me, Mr. Richard. Do not hold back now.” I whispered sultrily. He swallowed hard and I saw him clench his well-chiseled jaws. I opened my mouth to continue my protest when all of a sudden, he grabbed me by the waist, pulled me closer and covered my lips with his in the hungriest manner ever. My body melted, succumbing to his burning desire. *** He was my father’s childhood best friend. He was always there for me since I lost my mother at the age of four. My father grieved hard and found it difficult to recover for many years, so Mr Richard was the father figure I had. However, he left the country after my thirteenth birthday and I almost forgot about him until he returned. I had turned twenty-one and when I laid my eyes on him, all my childhood memories came rushing back. But that wasn’t all there was. I noticed how hot and sexy he looked for that age and how his gaze lingered way too long on my mature body. And then, fate kept bringing us together, all I had to do was call on him. He was just being nice, right? Nothing more should have happened but my body refused to listen to my brain. I wanted him! I wanted him around me all the time, I wanted him to whisper in my ears and punish me accordingly if I did something wrong… I wanted him INSIDE ME.