Neglected Daughter Novels & Stories

Anya said flatly. Ronan studied her for a long moment. “You’re not your mother,” he said, tone not unkind. “Eva was… clever. But she knew when to vanish.” Anya stood slowly. Straightened. “I’m not vanishing.” She crossed to him, her voice low. “I have a daughter. And I’ve been silent my whole life. If legacy can’t survive the truth, it deserves to burn.” Ronan’s expression didn’t change. But when he left, he said only:

“Esther, just wait. You will pay a painful price for what you did to Chloe today!” “A painful price? How painful are we talking?” Could anything be worse than what happened to her years ago—being raped in a foreign country with no one to turn to? “The Davenier family—don’t you have any tricks besides threats?” “Oh, we’ve got plenty of tricks for a shameless bitch like you!” Her daughter, who’d carried for ten months, was now locked up in the police station, told she’d be detained for three days with no bail allowed. How could her delicate little girl stand being stuck in a place like that?

I didn’t trust myself to say anything else or I’d risk bursting into tears, so I simply turned around and stormed out the door, bumping into some men who were waiting in the hallway. I blindly mumbled some apologies and went upstairs to take a shower and go to bed. I suddenly wasn’t even feeling hungry anymore. I just wanted to cry in the shower and sleep before Archie finished his meeting. I wasn’t in the mood to continue our conversation. In fact, I wasn’t even sure why I started it in the first place. This shouldn’t have gone this far. I just wanted to be present, useful, and to feel like I was a part of it all. I hated being the daughter who didn’t inherit anything. It made me feel weak

Her legs gave way, and she sank to the ground. Staring at my photo, she suddenly clutched her chest and burst into tears. “Carol... I was wrong... “I shouldn’t have played favorites... Please come back... I miss you so much...” Father stood nearby, his back suddenly slumping. Decades of favoritism, decades of condoning, had raised a murderer with their own hands. The daughter they had neglected their entire lives remained forever on that snow-covered road.

My sister Mia and I both had a crush on Alpha Felix. But Mia was sweet and knew exactly how to act cute. Felix only had eyes for her—just like our parents. Even when Mia and I competed for the position of Chief Beta, Felix chose her without a second thought. So, I left the pack in a fit of anger, determined to make a name for myself. Six years later, I became the strongest female Alpha in North America, leading the Crimson Pack. But my family and Felix knew none of this. That is, until I heard that Felix’s Crescent Pack was facing a severe financial crisis and desperately needed a powerful ally to survive. I looked at my schedule and let out a soft smirk. The name written next to the 10:00 A

At my bonding ceremony with Liam Jones, the pack witch appeared and dropped a bombshell—my long-lost sister, Victoria, was still alive. She could bring Victoria back, but there was a catch. She turned to my parents and asked: “Are you willing to trade Margret Davis for Victoria Davis? The two will swap bodies.” My parents' faces lit up with excitement. They didn't hesitate for a second. Yes. They said the only reason they had me was because Victoria had vanished, and their mind-link with her had gone silent. I'd spent twenty years living a life that was never mine, while my sister suffered for over a decade. This was what I owed her. Then the witch turned to Liam. Victoria had gone missing b

On the day of the college entrance exam, just as I was writing my name on the answer sheet, my progressive amnesia struck again. When the scores came out, my younger sister had earned 680 points. I had earned eight. Mom was so furious she slapped me hard across the face. "Even if you'd guessed with your eyes closed, you would've scored higher than eight! "I think you did this on purpose!" I covered my swollen cheek and hid in my room. The moment I shut the door, the eraser inside my head moved. A second later, I turned around and walked back out. Mom was sitting on the couch, trembling with anger. I asked softly, "Mom, why are you so upset? Did someone make you mad?" I reached out t

But they didn’t. She simply tipped her head back and rested it against the wall, her face empty and tired as she stared at the ceiling. Her father’s love had been enough. As for a mother, she had never had one. So what was there to lose? It had only been a beautiful childhood dream. It shattered, and that was all. **** Later that night, Nigel received a call about an emergency case. As he drove out through the wrought-iron gates of the Rogers estate, he had just turned onto the asphalt when he caught sight of a familiar figure by the roadside.

"If I discover that any of you know where she is and have concealed it, I will report every detail of tonight to His Highness." Dad opened his mouth but couldn't get a word out. Prince Silas was among the most powerful princes in the vampire world. He wouldn't even have to act personally. There were plenty of families under his authority that would happily deal with the Vardis to earn his favor. The only person who could rescue Dad from this disaster was me. And he genuinely had no idea where his eldest daughter was. The only thing he could vaguely recall was watching Adrian drag me out of the hall a few minutes earlier.

My younger sister had fallen in love. The moment my family found out, they completely lost it. My older brother, Scott Welbeck, cracked his knuckles. "What's his name? Who's the bastard who dared to go after my little sister?" Mom looked just as disapproving. "Riley, you're still young. You don't know how cruel the world can be. Sweetheart, just dump him. There'll be someone better." Dad slammed his palm down on the coffee table. "Break up with him! It's an order!" But the moment they noticed Riley Wellbeck looking upset, their tune changed immediately. "Don't cry. How about this? Bring him home over Labor Day so we can meet him. Would that make you happy?" When it came to me, though,