Flash's Daughter Novels & Stories

At my bonding ceremony with Liam Jones, the pack witch appeared and dropped a bombshell—my long-lost sister, Victoria, was still alive. She could bring Victoria back, but there was a catch. She turned to my parents and asked: “Are you willing to trade Margret Davis for Victoria Davis? The two will swap bodies.” My parents' faces lit up with excitement. They didn't hesitate for a second. Yes. They said the only reason they had me was because Victoria had vanished, and their mind-link with her had gone silent. I'd spent twenty years living a life that was never mine, while my sister suffered for over a decade. This was what I owed her. Then the witch turned to Liam. Victoria had gone missing b

"My order is that you move right this instant, Asalan commanded. If the words of Xisuthra were right, then he had to see for himself. His daughter was dying out of nowhere, and the strange woman on the floor was not making any sense at all, but he just knew he needed to find the right way to fix the mess immediately before words got out. Reluctantly, Xisuthra moves his body and allows Asalan to move closer to see the woman on the floor. He sees the striking resemblance of his daughter to the woman on the floor. His shock overwhelms him, as he can't comprehend what is going on.

“Second slap is for the way you treated Lydia, Why did you hate her so much? She was a good, well-behaved, and brilliant woman!” Kelly rolled her eyes hearing Lydia's name. “The third slap…” Grandpa’s nostrils flared. “...was for the company. Clinton, what the hell is wrong with you?” Clinton remained quiet, confused. “Talk to me!” Grandpa roared, his voice slicing through the air like a whip. Kelly flinched. Clinton’s throat went dry. “I had no idea about Lydia being…” He trailed off, unable to form the words. Grandpa’s grip on the shears tightened. “She’s President Zander’s daughter, you fool! The daughter of the most powerful man in this country! And you let her go?”

I remember the night. I remember her laughter when her hair grazed my face, when I asked if there was something else she used other than rose and jasmine. I don't remember her face. But I have to be wrong. I have to be. Because she returned four years ago, with the same color of eyes and a baby bearing my last name. My daughter. I pull away from her sharply, my heart beating hard. My eyes find Lucas sitting in the empty room. Maria looks up at me, too, concern grazing her soft features.

I paused “She killed my son.” I stared at him. The silence stretched between us, thick and suffocating. “Are you lying to me” I said again, still firm. Frank’s eyes glistened. “She destroyed my family,” he said hoarsely. “In the same night she took my brother.” Something in his voice broke. I had never heard that sound from another Don before. “You see,” Frank went on, his voice dropping, “I thought I was using her. Thought she was leverage.”

" My heart felt like it had fallen into an icy abyss. The last time I saw my daughter, her body was swollen red all over. Blisters covered her skin as if she had been severely burned by wolfsbane. At that moment, I completely broke down. I slammed my body against the door again and again while screaming hoarsely. I ordered Leah to give my daughter back. Leah appeared in front of me with my convulsing daughter in her arms. Shane stood behind her with an expressionless face. "Alpha," Leah said with tears in her eyes. She raised her burned hand and spoke pitifully. "Luna threw the pup into a pool of wolfsbane extract. "I couldn't stop her." Shane looked at the horrifying blisters covering our d

Come back! "I was wrong! I'll give everything back to you! I'll trade my life!" "Forum, can you hear me? I'll trade! Bring my sister back!" But the countdown had already begun. No matter how much they regretted it, it was too late. I felt a wave of lightness. A soft white glow wrapped around me. Maybe this was fine, too. Goodbye. In the next life, let's not meet again. Being Dad's daughter hurt too much.

Ford got back to his room and lean against the head board of his bed closing his eyes, he still remembers the first time he saw Lucy, her face, her eyes, her smile and her youth at that moment his heart beat stopped for a second and he would never forget that face that seen and today that girl is same like Lucy like the young Lucy and the little change in cheek bone is like his and that missing small finger of her left hand, it’s Griffin his daughter. Ford open his eyes again he could never mistake for his only daughter, and currently she is with Gatlin, but Gatlin doesn’t seems knowing her identity. He had to take her back before Gatlin could know that this Kenna is no other but his sister,

I still crossed their borders and then killed another alpha in front of them. “Ah yes, Alpha Damion. The eldest son to the first Alpha's daughter born in decaids. That must make you the second Alpha's daughter to be born as of late and to the same pack, no less. Though Alpha Damion has tried to dissuade many, his efforts are in vain. The truth is out. Your ability to take on an alpha at such a time makes more sense." Turning, the woman started for the door to my room, not bothering to wait for any kind of response from me.