Not Your Daughter Anymore Novels & Stories

“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.

Someone needed to tell him the truth. He will have to accept that all that happened to him was all his choice, nobody forced him to do it. " I'm not here to listen to your stupid rants Justin. I'm here to see my daughter-in-law." My father spoke. " If my memory serves me right, I'm no longer your son. That means she's not your daughter-in-law. When you want to meet her, you Know what to do." With that I walked away to prepare food for my woman.

“Then fuck them, father! This is about me and also my daughter. I have to be strong for my daughter and I'm tired of always saying yes to people and letting them use me like a pawn. Like you use me!” “Rebecca—” She held up her hand for him to stop speaking and walked out of the room. “You're probably celebrating now.” “Yes, I am.” My hands were crossed over my chest. “I don't even know how I got you as a daughter. I'm tired of this.” “I'm also tired and I'm so sorry dear father for not being the perfect little daughter you want me to be. In a few days, I will be out of your hair.” “What does that mean?”

My daughter hated me. On the day of the pack's full moon celebration, I put on the new dress my mate had given me and asked her, "Sweetheart, do I look pretty today?" She leaned against my mate and shook her head in disgust. "Daddy, look. Mommy's waist is so big. She doesn't look pretty at all." When I limited her snacking, she turned around and told my mate I was starving her on purpose. When I made her train on schedule, she cried and said I was trying to wear her out so she wouldn't surpass me when she grew up. My mate, the Alpha, was always busy. At first, he would hold her and soothe her. "All right, Daddy knows." Eventually, all he gave her was an impatient frown. Until the day she acc

“Starting from now on, I am cutting my ties with you.” Their eyes widened as they stared at those documents. “I am not your daughter anymore, and you don’t have the right to meddle with my life.” “Clea Mair!” Dad slammed the table. “You can’t do this!” “I can.” I coldly stared at them. “You made the law that allowed me to do this, remember?”

Tim said. I threw him a glare. "My child is not a garbage!" "Eish! Dad she's made her choice, she wants to keep the garbage" he said. My eyes travelled back to dad, he's nodding his head and waving his finger in front of me. "Good for you! You're now a big girl.. right from this moment, you're no longer a Reinle! I seize to recognize you as my daughter!" "Dad!" "Donald!" Jade and mom gasped respectively.

' How could you fall so low? ' Is this what we taught you? ' ' Rather than having a child like you, it would have been better if we never had a child! ' ' You're a sinner! ' ' You're not my daughter anymore! ' ' I'm not your father! ' ' You're my daughter but he's my husband and I'm obliged to listen to him. Also, you can't be my daughter! She wasn't someone to humiliate her parents with her actions. I'm disappointed! '

When the wildfire reached our family’s vacation home, I dragged my younger sister, Chloe, out through the back door. By the time we circled around to the front, our parents were begging the firefighters to go inside. “We only have time to search one bedroom before the wind shifts,” a firefighter warned. “Which one?” “The upstairs bedroom!” Mom cried without hesitation. “Please save our younger daughter!” Dad gripped her shoulders. “She has asthma. She won’t survive the smoke.” Neither of them mentioned which room I had been sleeping in. My sister rushed past me. “Mom! Dad! I’m here!” Mom pulled her into her arms, sobbing, while Dad checked her for injuries and called for a paramedic. I stood