My Sexy Daughter Novels & Stories

"Mom was wrong. What did we do to you? What did we all do to you?" Even though Ava had already experienced it once, she still hugged the diary and cried until she shook. "Mia, look at Dad. Please look at Dad." Dad crawled to the desk. "Dad was wrong. You were never a bad investment. You're my daughter." He lifted his hand and slapped himself hard twice. "I'm not human. I forced my own daughter to death." Ava crouched on the floor and frantically searched for the forum on her phone. "I want to trade my sister back. I'll pay any price."

For a moment there, Lancer felt the person before him was his mate who loved to act. But it was not. It was his daughter who said those words that seemed cruel enough to pierce through his sensitive bones.. He felt his heart clenching and for some reason, the words that left her mouth feel far more uncomfortable than if she were to have another tantrum once again thrown at him. He quietly entered the room, placing the wrapped treasure chest beside her. “Daddy brought you your birthday present.. happy birthday Ana.” As he chose to ignore his daughter words, it earned him a light snicker.

If Maya noticed it, I'd lose all my dignity. To make matters worse, when she tried to get up, her palm pressed directly on my crotch to push herself up. The pressure from her palm made my blood rush instantly, and I couldn't help but let out a groan. Seeing this, Leon quickly asked, "Are you okay, Connor? Did my daughter hurt you?" I shook my head. "I'm fine, I'm fine. Next time, don't let your daughter drink so much."

"When I was a kid, Dad used to sing 'Daughters' to help me fall asleep. He never got to see him live. So I'm doing it for him." I stuck a few sparkly stickers on my face and slid Dad's photo into my pocket. Then I turned to Elayne, who was totally struggling to copy the look. "Hurry up! We're gonna be late!" The scene shifted to the concert venue—chill and glowing under soft lights. I held Tia's hand in one and a glow stick in the other, swaying to the music, singing like the world wasn't falling apart. The camera rolled, and for once, I didn't look like a cancer patient. Just a girl, lost in the music.

“Don't you want me, too?” “Callie, you know that's not—” “Then fuck me.” She kept struggling with the zipper of her dress, tears streaming down her cheeks. It was quite easy to understand why she was in tears. She seemed heartbroken—but this….it wasn't going to— “I want you to touch me.” Callie’s soft voice sent a shudder down my spine. She's Jake's daughter. My best friend's daughter.

In and out. We made out way quicker than I imagined over to the other side. Once we were there, he smiled down at me. "Miss Reign, a pleasure to see you again. Unfortunately for you, it will not be for long. It surprised me actually, I never thought that Miss Smith would actually give up her most prized possession, but I guess everyone has a price-" I could see the barrel of the gun held in Jace's hand line for his father's head. This was the first time that I had see fear in his eyes, his own son was the one holding the gun, the ammunition. Almost instantly all gun went up. "Son. My son, would you ever do this to me, your own father-"

his voice rang through the phone with boldness, I scoffed, “Funny how you're still okay, what did you do to my daughter, Daniel?” I asked with venom laced in my voice, Completely ignoring my question he went on, “we were trying to get some rest after having sex, when…..” “YOU HAD SEX WITH MY DAUGHTER?” Again I got the attention of everyone, I didn't want anyone to know about my daughter's sex life, she'll probably give me an ear full when she returns. I cleared my throat and slowly exited the room and walked to the balcony, “why would you have sex with my daughter?” I asked in a harsh whisper,

Instead, the Alpha and Luna of the Silver Moon Pack arrived and claimed me as the daughter they had lost seventeen years ago. On my first day at the Silver Moon Pack’s Alpha House, my adopted sister, Brielle, caught my wrist at the top of the stone staircase and deliberately threw herself backward. When I lost my balance, I did not scream or reach for the railing. I simply closed my eyes. But Brielle’s grip slipped before she could pull me down with her. She lost her footing and tumbled down the stairs alone, while I remained exactly where she had left me. I stared at my empty hand.

“Dad… You slapped me?” Her dad looked at his hand in surprise too and then looked at her with remorse. “My daughter, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean that. But you really crossed the line.” Xenia nodded while sniffing. “I understand. I crossed the line. Since I’ve already done so, I might as well continue crossing it. I’m leaving and no, don’t worry, I have enough money to rent a top-notch hotel for even a year! Don’t you stop me!” she barked.

James warned as he wiped the sweat from his son's forehead. "Papa is mean to Mommy, isn't he?" Levant glared fiercely at his father. "No, Levant." Lily intervened. As her eyes looked behind Levant, Cheryl breathlessly approached. "I'm so tired, Mom," Cheryl complained. To Lily, Cheryl was her daughter. Her first child. It was because of this little girl who was starting to grow into a teenager that her happiness boiled over. Cheryl's complaints are immediately responded to with a glass of her favorite cold syrup. Even a gentle rub on the top of her daughter's head. Then he prepared a long pillow so that both of them could lie down next to him.