Romans & histoires Hidden Daughter

Fate is disturbing the connection between Holly and Dahlia so Dahlia can't help Holly towards her right path. So Dahlia need my and Orion's help to destroy the connection between Fate and Holly before it's too late to save her. Dahlia also told me a big family secret, Holly is mine and Sky's halfsister, our mother was raped and by the very person I saw got killed by my mate, my uncle..

“Actually, I may have heard something that we may use as leverage against them.” My eyes widened as I contained my excitement. “What is it?” “Well, when I went to their house to reveal that I was Devyn’s father, I forgot my wallet just as I was about to leave. I just wanted to take my wallet back, but I heard something really really important.” I went closer to him and made my eyes wider, making them appear more tearful and innocent. “Emery is the daughter of Crassus Bancroft.” I gasped. “And she might be half-Lycan.”

Another morning with the colors of sadness, covering the sky. The sun has come up and Crystal was sitting by a window, looking at the foggy outside. Her body shivered with a cold that will never go away, a cold that has been inside her for eight years. She has no complaints about the path she has chosen to follow, it's always the right path. She wouldn’t have had it any other way. Through her blurry eyes, she checked the clock. She realized it is time to let her feelings buried inside again. She stood and shuffled across the room; stopping in front of the bed where her daughter was snoring peacefully.

She asked again. My gaze pierced ayuy and was still waiting for her to continue, but she tore her gaze away from me and looked behind her, avoiding my questioning eyes. "She's inside." Ayu replied and took the clothes that Nami's holding and gave it to me but I didn't take it and held her hand instead. "Hera is what?" I asked again. "She's the missing daughter of the Deity. Hera is the divine one." Ivana said. "What?" I asked again, as if I didn't hear it right.

The room held answers, secrets that had been carefully concealed for years, and now they lay exposed, demanding to be acknowledged. In the hushed stillness of that hidden chamber, Hailee's world shifted. The pieces of her past and the complexities of her present merged together, forming a tapestry of tangled destinies. She knew that she stood at a crossroads, and the choices she made would shape not only her own future but the fate of those she held dear.

“Jesus.” “I didn’t know,” Vincenzo added. “Not until Manuel brought the records. There’s a full Hydra file..DNA, communications, all of it. I didn’t know who she was. Not then.” Noel didn’t speak. “She was already in the system. Hidden. Left behind by her mother. Raised by a nurse who never knew the full story.” Noel turned back around, his voice shaking. “And now?” “What do you mean?” “Now that you do know,” Noel said, “what does this change for you?”

Underneath it is a name: Hannah-Michell Scott. Yes, it’s Halsey’s mother. Daniel had thought that the woman would finally stop haunting him but it’s as if she’s taunting him from the grave, the very grave he himself had pushed her and her husband into. “Of all the girls in town, my useless son has to date this b*tch’s daughter!” He snarls. Only Hannah and her husband, Jim, knew his biggest secret. They were going to expose him but Daniel took care of them first.

It was as if he should let this woman enter his den, as he wanted to know who she was. A few moments later, the door creaked open again, revealing a figure standing in the doorway. The woman's appearance was disheveled, her eyes haunted, and her mouth and tongue were missing. In Hideous' office, the atmosphere shifted as Hanna entered; her presence was followed by tension and bitterness. It was as if she wanted to kill them. This woman, Hideous, knows this. He had seen her pictures in Sherly's folder, and if he hadn't been mistaken, this woman is the person who did something wrong to his daughter. Then, a word from his daughter flashed through his mind. Sherly told them before they knew abou

"Apparently, there is a strong rumor that old man Malik had a hidden daughter." I snapped my head up from my screen. "That can't be right," I told him, my heart stopping for a fraction of a second. How were the puzzle pieces already moving? "Unless you mean his known relatives." "Actually, no. I'm talking about Malik Devereux. He has a twenty-six-year-old daughter," Kellan explained, leaning in. "She hasn't been part of his clan. Her mother kept her completely hidden in a soft pack, and he only recently learned about her existence. My sources tell me he found out about her five years ago."

Goosebumps prickled down my arms. Selena, turn back. You’ve seen enough, I told myself. But my legs betrayed me. One step. Then another. The sound was coming from the far side of the estate, where old stables and storage units stood abandoned. I found myself at the edge of a hidden cellar, its wooden door slightly ajar. I crept closer. The sound grew louder. And then I saw it, through a small iron-grated hole carved into the stone wall. A man, tied to a heavy chair with thick restraints, shivering violently. His eyes were wild, his teeth clenched, sweat pouring down his temples as he thrashed against his binds.