Mother Daughter Novels & Stories

On the first day of summer break, my daughter, Mia Leighton, is scheduled to perform a solo at the closing ceremony of her youth arts camp. It's her final audition for a televised performance, but there's one requirement— both parents have to be present to sign off on her participation. Mia had practiced every single day for this opportunity, pushing her voice until her throat was nearly raw. My wife, Thea Sawyer, had promised her too. "I will definitely be there. I won't let anything get in the way of your dream." But on the day of the performance, Mia sings the entire song while staring at an empty seat in the front row. When the TV station's staff asks about the missing signature, I

Before my mother died, she arranged a marriage for me. My bride-to-be was Rosalind Young, Kingsford's most formidable financial tycoon. Before I married her, I added three clauses to the prenuptial agreement. First, no feelings. Our marriage was purely business. Second, she could live her life however she pleased, while I'd live mine. Third, I would step aside immediately if her true love ever came along. Nevertheless, I would be getting double the alimony. Rosalind was quite pleased that I knew my place. Our marriage was a peaceful one until the day a teenage girl who bore a striking resemblance to her knocked on the door of our mansion and calmly said, "Sir, I'm Rosalind's daughter.

I put my six-year-old daughter in my mother-in-law’s hands as I was busy with an overseas project. Every month, I would send her 20,000 dollars in allowance, not including holiday cash gifts. My mother-in-law would always talk about how well my daughter ate and slept during every video call. In the video, a feast was always laid before my daughter. So when her teacher claimed that she had fainted out of hunger during class, my first thought was that she must have called the wrong number. I rushed back home and headed straight to the hospital. The doctor said that my daughter was suffering from long-term malnutrition and her weight was far below the average. She also had severe post-trau

It was a relief when it became obvious we were nearing our destination. A new smell caught my attention the moment we stepped inside. Wherever I was, my mate was in the building. My father had told me how the mate pull had felt for him. It was like an invisible magnet, drawing him to my mother. The closer she was, the more the bond hummed to life, like a pleasurable electricity tugging at his heart. He hadn’t done the pull justice in his descriptions. Her scent grew stronger as we moved deeper into the building; it was like standing in a field of wildflowers. A thrill ran through me as I realized my mate was behind the door the she-wolf had abruptly stopped in front of me.

she teased, her green eyes sparkling mischievously. Adira’s cheeks flushed, but she didn’t deny it. “Of course, Mother. I’m hoping to impress my mate.” “Oh my darling,” her mother crooned fondly, she is aware of how much her daughter longs to find her mate. They are best of friends and her daughter have always confided in her, and that is how she knew how much finding her mate meant to her daughter.

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.

“Me too. How can a young girl be living in a house that is unkept. Just look at the roof. I really imagine how they will survive during the heavy rainstorm” “Mom we really need to help her out,don’t you think?” “Yes. We will visit her first thing tomorrow before she goes to school” _________Madison_____________ The city girl, one of the best fashionista in the whole Chicago. She is spoilt brat and commands everyone as if there were her slaves. Her dad is too gullible and can’t stand on his words. He is a chicken and can easily be tricked. Her mother on the other hand is a tiger. She commands everyone by her fingertips. She is feared by all and can do anything as she pleases. With the mention

She's Her Mother's Daughter **Meeting Seth** Rose's P O V I opened my eyes and smiled to myself. Aw today is gonna be awesome. I can't believe I was given scholarship into the most beautiful and wealthy school around here. I got up from bed immediately and brushed my teeth then took my bath. I rushed to my parents and kissed them good morning. "My dear how are you?" Dad asked and I replied with a "fine." He was so happy and proud that his daughter was given scholarship, I mean not everyone gets that opportunity.

George smiled and winked. " Okay. Next one. " Rozelle urged. " Lived with his divorced mother. Has estranged relationship with father. " "Alright. The girl and the other guy? " Rozelle asked. " There is no record about Mira's father. She used to live with her mother but she seems to be missing as well. " George announced. " Hhhmmm... " Rozelle silently observed

She gestured for us to sit, and despite the storm raging inside me, I obeyed. Aaron remained standing, his body rigid, his eyes burning with emotions he wasn’t ready to voice. Mother took a deep breath before beginning. “Years ago, I gave birth to a daughter.” Her voice wavered slightly, emotion creeping into every word. “My only daughter. Darya.” Hearing her name, our sister’s name sent a chill down my spine. Aaron and I exchanged glances, confusion tightening my chest. We had grown up knowing it was just the two of us, Mother’s twin sons. Never had we heard of another sibling.