My Daughter Taught Me Novels & Stories

Emily replied, putting a step in front of the counter to get on, and all I could hear next were Vanessa’s sounds of amazement as my daughter flipped the pancakes effortlessly. “Wow, who taught you to cook like that?” Vanessa sounded impressed, bringing a smile to my face. “My dad. He’s a good person, and he taught me everything I know,” Emily replied, but I could hear a sigh coming from her mouth as she looked down on the floor while shaking her head slowly. “If only there was a lady who could make him happy, someone who could be a part of our family and complete it.” I got out from under the sink and looked at her with my eyes open wide.

Rasheed asks. “I don’t know many, but I like that you want him to be trained in all of his creatures.” My dad says with pride in his eyes. “Well, your daughter has taught me to be prepared for everything, she is definitely a preparer.” Rasheed chuckles. “That she is.” My dad says.

But no matter what her illness is, I am ready to treat her or have her examined by specialists when I can save enough money from my sidelines in the world of people, even if it gets me into danger once I am caught. The sadness and problems that I face disappear and disappear every time I just look at my daughter; everything gets lighter. "Miracle." I called. She was still playing with her food, and her lips were curled. "How was your day? Did you finish your homework?" Even though we lived in a cave, I still did not neglect my daughter's education. I still tried to raise it like other wolf cubs who knew a lot of things. I have also been her teacher and her father in the past few years, not o

“This is for you, Daddy, and for my Mother.” ________ ~Iris POV~ I was so happy to see my daughter alive. Seeing her in her uniform made me proud of her. These past weeks, she’s been teaching me how to use a sword. It was hard in the beginning but it got easier as the days went by. I wasn’t as skilled as her, but I knew how to swing and slice, and it felt good. Now I understood why she loved it.

Love wrapped her arms around my waist and we stayed in an embrace for a long time. "And you don't spend time with me anymore," She sniffled. "I have been a little busy but we will do something together soon," I promised. She nodded her head and I pulled her breakfast plate to me, she slowly ate and complimented my toast. "I add an essence to it," "Who taught you," She asked. A smile curled on my lips "It was my father," "Wow," She said. The Alpha stood up, "I'll see you later, ladies," He curtly said after kissing his daughter's cheek.

"How you learned it?" "Your mom." "What?" I asked, confused. "I called her." She brought the other bite and I snatched it from her hands. "You always praised about her cooking skills. And I have eaten her food. She really makes delicious food. So, I called her and taught how to impress her son." "You didn't tell her we are living together, right?" Worry started seeping into my words.

I could still remember her face as she touched me. 'She taught me different things in so many styles. Everything I know and enjoy now, it's all thanks to her,' I finish off, grinning. I couldn't tell her how unbearable it was. 'I'm so sorry you had to go through that as a child.' She said with pity. 'Don't feel bad for me. I love the sensation and I appreciate everything I learnt from her.' I said, rubbing her fingers appreciatively. 'Still, you were a child and she took advantage of you. What happened to her?' She asked, her interest piqued.

We walked away from the car and towards the apartment building. "A grandmother dotes on her grandchild, she gives her everything she asked for without even thinking about it," I waved at the attendant without a second thought, "But a mother doesn't do that, she tries her best to teach her daughter that not everything comes easily, not everyone gets what they wants and all that." Cameron's words made sense a bit but leaving that topic to just the mother to teach was a bit stretchy. My dad taught me alot about the concept of money and the fact that things did not come easily.

“Daughter, it’s good that you answered me. How was your conference?” I smile at her question and say, “Excellent, Mom. The feedback for my performance was outstanding, with lots of applause. I just hope I can impact the education with my research.” “And you will do it, my daughter. Since you were little, you showed signs of supreme intelligence and your desire to help the community, teaching them to be better. You are an example to follow, my girl, and I couldn’t be prouder of you.” “Thank you, mom, as always you are my biggest fan.”

"You taught her how to navigate this world." "She did it herself. I just gave her the tools." "She's amazing." "She's our daughter. Of course she is." That night, tucking Maya into bed, I asked how she felt about the school year. I didn’t realize how much she had grown until she answered.