Not Your Daughter Anymore Novels & Stories

"What I'm trying to say is that I wanted to be your daughter in the past," I explained. "I wanted so desperately to be a good daughter for you. That's why your threats worked on me, but not anymore. I don't want to be your daughter anymore. "I'll give you what you want," I said in a voice that was devoid of emotion. "Let's cut ties with each other. I hope that you keep your word and never acknowledge me as your daughter ever again."

“I’m not your daughter.” “Oh, but you are. I have formally adopted you. Even if you went back to those dreadful parents of yours, I still knew where you were. I was the one that helped when they had you placed in the sanitarium. Did you think that I would ever let you go?”

"Daddy, even if you and Mommy are divorced, we're still blood. We're still father and daughter." Yeah. That was exactly why I had cherished her like a treasure for the past ten years. I gave her everything. But in the end, she wasn't worth it. Evie's gaze shifted to Mia standing beside me, her expression turning even more confused and hurt. "What about her? Why does she get to live here?" I looked at her plainly, without a hint of emotion. "You're nothing like Mia. Evie, I'll say this one last time—you're not my daughter anymore. We have nothing to do with each other. Don't come here again, and stop messing with my life."

“This means I’m not your daughter anymore and you have no right to interfere in my life.” “Kimberly–“ I didn’t let her speak. “I would say it was nice to see you again but I’d be lying.” Her mouth was agape. She couldn’t believe the words coming out of my mouth. I couldn’t as well, but I’d spent years letting her control and manipulate me into doing what I didn’t want. Never again. “Since we’re not related anymore, we should stay out of each other’s business. Have a nice life.” “Kimberly Watson! I gave birth to you!”

A message from Marco, sent with the precision of a business memo: "I have withdrawn our engagement announcement. The official reason cited is irreconcilable differences. Effective immediately, we are no longer affiliated in any capacity. All shared assets are frozen pending review." Before I could process the words, another notification lit up. The family's encrypted channel—usually reserved for high-level security alerts. My father's statement: [My daughter Gemma has been disowned for attempted extortion and mental instability. She is severed from the Blackwell family effective now. Her actions from this moment forward are her own, and she is barred from all family properties and communicat

He turned his back to me. Mia pressed her face into her hands, pretending to sob. And I realized then… it didn’t matter what I said. The damage was done. As they dragged me toward the door, my father’s final words echoed in my head: “You are no longer my daughter.” ********** The forest was cold.

You are greedy and fucking selfish. Her father was silent, gripping his glass so tightly she thought it might shatter. She watched him for a moment, hoping, waiting for even a flicker of remorse. But there was none. Then she turned to leave. "If you walk out that door, you’re no longer my daughter," he said quietly, his voice laced with finality. Kayla’s heart pounded, but she didn’t hesitate one bit. "I stopped being your daughter the day you took a rash decision without consulting me. I had to give up my freedom for you. Then what did you do? You did something Even worse you are horrible and not fit to be called a father!!!!!!!!"she burst out

“You. Are. Sick!” My father is far gone, he has been long gone and now I am assured that I could not bring him out of the darkness he dug himself into. How could love make someone go this insane? Why would love do this to him? “Then I have no choice but to do this all by myself. Since you've failed your role as a daughter, you have ceased to become my daughter. I have now disowned you this ungrateful child.”

she sniffed. I wasn’t in the mood for this. Not fucking now. “We’ve been calling her phone—” “She’s not your daughter,” I cut in, my voice sharp as a blade. “W-what?” She questioned. “The moment your husband disowned her, she ceased to be your family.” I could hear her breathing through the pain my words caused. But I didn’t care. Annalisa had cried enough over these people. I wouldn’t let them crawl back now, pretending to be worried parents.

Slowly, I retreated my thumb from the hang-up button. "Speak" I finally spoke. "As much as I want you dead, my daughter wants you in her life and it's impossible to change that. I'll let you connect with her for a few years and when she comes of age to see you and you family for the beasts you are, I'll find you and I'll stab you in the heart just as I did to your psychotic father " Sonia spat out without even hesitating for a second and I managed to swallow my anger all through.