If It's For My Daughter Anime 소설 & 이야기

"Don't bully my daughter." ...

She breathes out and says, “There’s no magic to keep it closed anymore. Would you like to come out? I can keep you hidden until we find mom.” A sob swells in my throat and I find myself unable to speak. I am so proud of her. Terrified for her wellbeing, but so proud of how strong she is. My daughter, Violet Moon Stone, the white wolf, and my savior.

"She... She's not a daughter from my marriage, but the circumstances of her conception are not a relevant topic in light of the fact that she carries my blood, Yakuza blood, and as such, she falls under its mantle and protection," he retorted with utmost seriousness and clarity, emphasizing an intriguing point, a point not beyond comprehension: Amaya was his daughter and had the same rights as the rest. "The process of changing her name, as well as bestowing upon her a new surname, will conclude shortly, and she will officially become a Yagami."

"You? You're just a broodmare." "And once a broodmare's done her job, she gets put out to pasture." I closed my eyes and stopped looking at her. My hand moved quietly behind my back, feeling for the lining of my dress. Sewn into it was a button-sized device. My father had given it to me. He said, "Janet, the Martinez family runs deep. If anything ever goes wrong, press this." Back then, I laughed at him for worrying too much. "Dad, Jason treats me well. Everyone in the Martinez family treats me well."

His pudgy face started to turn purple as he finally tapped. “Hana… he’s tapping. Let him up,” Duncan commanded. “No!” Hana shouted back. “He and every last one of you needs to learn their place. I am Hana Kimiko Kinsley. I am the daughter of Suzu Ayako Yashida and Alpha Logan James Kinsley. I am done being treated as lesser because I am human like my mother. And for those that are thinking I am not of his blood. And shouldn’t be treated as the Alpha’s daughter. Know this. I am his daughter by all the ways that matter,” she declared, finally letting the boy go.

"Pity. You cannot do anything to me. Infact, you need me." "How dare you insinuate—" "Without an anchor to the mortal realm, you'd be gone in a day. Two at the most." The woman waved a bored hand, then jerked her chin towards the cauldron. "I can see you were trying to perform a ritual. The Ritual of Infernal Transformation, perhaps?" Aosoth gritted her teeth. "It failed." "Figures." "My daughter is one of yours now." She spat. "A Hunter,"

What I never expected was that Leon would go so far as to sacrifice his own daughter. What a monster! However, Leon also probably never expected that I would actually stick to my principles and not cross that line. I crossed my arms, took a deep breath, and met Leon's gaze calmly. "Then go ahead and tell me—what exactly did I do to your daughter?" Leon let out a cold laugh. "Don't act so righteous. You think I don't know what you said and did to her in that room?

Lancer looked toward the little girl standing far away from him, quietly explaining. Now that he looked closely at his daughter after a long time, only now did he realize.. how Ana became so thinner, far thinner than how he remembered her from the past. As if, she can be blown away easily by the wind. Her favorite oversized sweater, hung loosely over her shoulders, making her seem even more smaller. Those pair of dull eyes had dark circles beneath them, as her breathing was quieter.. too weak. “Really?” Ana pursed her lips, revealing a dot on her cheeks, as she chuckled in quiet mockery, “Whose father will skip their daughter's birthday if they dont know they have another daughter outside?”

Whether I liked it or not, everything was going to happen on her terms and that was simply all that there was to it. I let out a sigh, trying to get more comfortable in the water, and I didn’t know whether or not it was that that snapped her out of the daze that she was in, but by some miracle, she cleared her throat, drawing my attention to her in an instant. She didn’t need to say anything for me to know what was going to come, and I had to admit that it made me feel somewhat relieved. I didn’t know if she was just going to tell me about all of this for the sake of it, but I hoped that it was about kore than that. I hoped that she trusted me. “I am my parents only child - it is why I have

Her the chant of my name turn to prayer and praise on her lips. “HIRO!” This is not the cute or sexy moan of Ayame. It’s something else entirely………“BOY!” The roar of our father might as well be an atom bomb, and my guilty flip off of his daughter crashes the back of the couch and me on it to the floor at his feet. I know that I’m panting, shaking, practically quaking like any game animal would be when trapped by a predator. Blinking up at him with my pounding heart all that I’m able to hear, I’m not sure what filters first.