For The Love Of Daughter Novels & Stories

I screamed and he shook his head gasping loudly. "I can't believe my own daughter is against me because of sane love and do you think he loves you the way you do huh?, Put your self together and scratch out thing you called love. Move on with your life and forget about him, I won't let you date him not when i am alive, Maybe when i am no longer in this world" He yelled back at means i let my tears fall freely from my eyes.

"You... What are you talking about? How can I not be your daughter? That's impossible!" "In a way, yes and no." I took her hand. "I may not have brought you into this world, but from the moment I brought you home, I've loved you as my own. I stayed single, had no other kids, and poured myself into my business, all to give you the best life possible. I thought with enough love and money, you'd be happy. "I never thought that I'd fail to keep you safe regardless." Before the stark and brutal truth, Evelyn's eyes were a whirlwind of panic and confusion.

Meanwhile, the floating comments above my head scrolled wildly across my vision. [The real daughter prepared a maid outfit as a reward for the male lead. She's already waiting for him at the hotel!] [Damn, sneaking a taste of forbidden fruit right after graduation? That's wild.] [Supporting female character, don't throw away your future for a man. Your life belongs to you. Don't become part of their little game.] I quietly exited the application page. Then I changed my university choices. Because to me, my future mattered far more than any man.

Lily lay so still against the crisp white sheets, her small chest rising and falling with each shallow breath. I moved to her bedside on silent feet, not wanting to disturb the precious rest she so desperately needed. My fingers trembled as I reached out to brush a stray curl from her forehead, her skin was so cool beneath my touch. *What a pity soul,* I thought, the words catching in my throat like a sob. I don't want to lose my daughter. I don't want her to suffer. I don't want her to die. And Marcus, where was Marcus when our daughter needed him most? The thought brought a fresh wave of anger, hot and sharp. While I sat vigil beside our dying child, he was probably somewhere else which I

“Mom, I missed you so much that’s why I’m here. I’m your only daughter. Can you at least do something for me? Growing up, I never heard you take my side. Please show me that you love me too.” She wanted to add that she doesn’t need their love for her knowing how they separated her from her baby. Melena held her face and then hugged her in her arms and kissed her head. “Of course, darling. I love you so much. You are my only beloved daughter.” Liar! You never loved me! You even gave my daughter to my brother because you love them more than me. Daemon squeezed her hand when he felt that she’s growing tense again.

"I- there are a lot of people here, I- am standing close to a small bar- and, there is a small shop beside it, and.. and.." "Who has the phone you are using right now?" She asked. "It is one of the men I met at the bar." Kelvin swallowed hard, fidgeting, "Who knows what must have happened to him? He must be so terrified." "Please, go find him, and give it back to him. I would like to talk to him." Then silence followed, "Hello," a gruff voice broke the silence. "Hello sir, this is the daughter of the mayor of Dallas speaking."

Action. “The love I have for my daughter is very very great,she's one of the only things keeping me alive,if I could have stopped this tragedy with my barrel hands,I would have–but I love this pack as well,and as the saint matron of this beloved pack,I have to make very difficult decisions,this being one of the hardest.”A nosy tear came at the corner of my eyes and I let it fall. “It's the love that makes me want to discipline her,it's tough,but that's what a mother must do.” The room moved and everyone started clapping.I wiped away the tears with a new realisation of its existence and bowed before the crowd,letting the camera flashes go wild and the notes get scribbled down.

"You can’t make me." Her father took a slow step forward. "You are my daughter," he said. "And you will obey." A shiver ran down her spine. Lina took a step back. "You promised me a choice," she whispered. "You said—" "I said you had **duties.** And you do." His voice was cold, final. "You think you can run from this, Lina? That you can run from your mate?" She clenched her fists. "Dane isn’t my mate. He’s my **prison.**"

What was the point? “What kind of daughter returns home stinking of anotheAlpha...right before her wedding?” “What kind of father would force his daughter into a marriage just to cover his own failures?” I shot back. “You never loved Mom. You left her outside in the cold while you celebrated your new Luna inside these walls. Of course, you won't ever understand the feeling.”

Burning money, we didn't have. My mother began draping her hand over his wide-set shoulders, patting his back, trying to soothe down his temper. "Eaton, my dear. Rethink this, please? She is useful to us, she helps us with Evan." How, my own mother seemed so detached when speaking of her only daughter, did its best to sting. I was no more than a mistake now, in her eyes. Something that she did and unfortunately, now could never get rid of.