For The Love Of Daughter Novels & Stories

Once my parents left, Summer grumbled to herself, "Oh, so now they regret? Do they think that since I'm going to die, I'm no longer of any use to them?" I never once thought that Summer would doubt our parents' love for her. The only people in the entire world who truly loved Summer were them. Of course, what the fortune teller said had affected them too. Summer made a call. "Oh, wise fortune teller, please help me…" I did not hear the rest of the phone call as I followed my parents home. They went home and made dinner for Summer as usual, combing through the internet to look for me, at the same time searching for a compatible bone marrow donor.

“I only had a few days.” I pressed a hand to my chest, the ache there almost unbearable. “But those few days were enough. Enough to see the way he looked at me… like I was the most precious thing in the world. Enough to feel his love.” My breathing hitched as more tears fell. “I know now that he didn’t love me because I was useful. Not because I was obedient. Not because I could be controlled.” My voice softened, fragile but certain. “He loved me simply because… I was his daughter.

“Matilda, it’s my fault. I couldn’t give you the life you wanted. “If there is a next life, I hope you’ll be born with a better fate, into a richer family. “Don’t be afraid, my daughter. Your dad is waiting for you in heaven.” The livestream was filled with sighs. [A mother’s love is too great. After being tormented by her daughter for eighteen years, she can still love her like this.] [What a pity. Even the healthiest tree can produce a rotten apple.] [Don’t be sad, Mom. I’ll be your daughter.]

she said pulling away while I nodded She left the room and frowned immediately because of my dream as the proposal was again left incomplete "Ufff I was about to say yes.... How cute the dream was... I just love Ian so much" Oops I am continuously talking but I still haven't introduced myself to you all 'I am Christina , I am 21 and trying to complete my graduation. I have very loving parents. My parents love me alot especially my Father who always support my decisions, he is great mam and everyone respects him, he is my role model, I love my mother too she is sweet and kind lady but sometimes she gets angry with me whenever I commit any mischief, she says that no man will marry me because

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.

She told me as a tear left her eyes. “I love you, Mom, thank you for always being there for me,” I tell her and hug her back. “My little girl, you always were a fighter. It has been an honor to have you as our daughter. And remember, you will always have a home in our house.” Dad says when it is his turn to hug me. “Thank you, Dad, for always trying to protect me. I love you.” I tell him, and he hugs me tighter. “And we love you.” He answers before letting go.

She had a petite figure with a cheerful smile always on her face. Although she lacked the matured elegant aura her mother had, she was adorable in her own way. "Daughters are the pride of a family While sons are the strength and foundation "General Jiang always used to say that. "Xin Xin,let us have some tea" after watching her daughter, Lady Jiang asked Xin Xin. Both mother and daughter enjoyed their tea together. * * * * * It was evening. The sun beaming in crimson color, was setting in the western sky coloring the sky with various colors.

“No matter what she is just promise me you will love her no matter what. Vampire or witch or both.” Ken pulled her close and snuggled her body against his. “This is something you don’t even have to ask me to promise. Our child will be the most loved and the most cared for no matter.” He turned her around so she could look at him. See the truth in his eyes. “Teya, I love you. I know I haven’t told you in a while and I know things have changed so dramatically. You blame yourself for the events that happened. Your friend, Markees, and now you blame yourself for everyone who you fear you will lose and I think a piece of you blames yourself for your mother as well.”

"Unless they want their organization burnt to the ground!" "But sir, I think your daughter is really going to sign up for this. She'll do anything for wrestling. It has been her dream for years." "Has her mother seen her after all these years?" "No sir. Her mother hasn't found out about her yet. But there's something wrong sir." "What is it?" "I think she fell in love with that Rich son of a bitch." "That isn't love. It'll fade away eventually. Our people do not love. We only use and discard."

"I am the one who sits here and helps you with your homework. I am the one who taught you how to ride your bike. I am the one who reads you a bedtime story every single night, who chases away the monsters under the bed, who drives you to school, and who catches you when you jump off the big rock at the park. We are related by love, not just by blood, and love is stronger than anything else." He wiped the tear from her cheek with his thumb. "Even if we are not related by blood, I am your dad, and nothing and no one can change that fact, okay? Never, ever doubt that. I chose you, and I love you more than anything in the world. You are a Thompson, and you are my daughter." Lucia listened, her s