Oldest Daughter Last Man Standing Novels & Stories

The old man drank his ale and looked at his daughter, his father, and lastly Minerva, who was in her mother’s arms. "Was it for your child?" Her father shrugged his shoulders. The old man nodded his head and placed his ale on the counter. Afterward, he turned around, took a box, and gave it to her father. "This was the prize?" The old man took his ale and once again drank it before he answered. "Yes." Minerva looked at her father, who suddenly smirked, and the nonchalant old man. Why was her father’s expression strange? Was there something on the box?

"You are Jason Sky? Are you my sister's son?" The graceful woman's eyes lit up the moment she saw Jason. "My oldest daughter’s son, could he be my oldest daughter’s son?" The old woman’s pale face suddenly became emotional. She glanced at Jason with an affectionate gaze. "You should be my oldest daughter’s son. You look identical to your heartless father," the old woman said. "It doesn't matter who I am to you? I'm just here to tell you that this is my mother's grave. Not anyone can come to pay their respects to her." Jason told these people calmly.

Dad said but was interrupted when my brother came in. "Hey guys," Dame said "Hello," they said and Mr.R then said: "Boys introduce yourself," "Hey, I'm Lucas the youngest 17," he said and gave me a hug "You know me I'm the three oldest 18," he said hugging me "You know me as well, I'm second oldest 20," Oscar said to me giving me a small smile "I'm Raphael. the oldest 22" The hot guy said smiling at me before I could say something Ms. Natalia said to her husband

The old man asked in his alpha tone. "I want your daughter" I said with a smirk on my face looking at my girl, hiding herself at the corner of the house. She gulped mouthing 'Please leave' Leave? it's not why I'm here. "What did you say?" The old man frowned completely annoyed. Didn't he hear what I said? "I said I want your daughter" I stepped closer to him "Why? Are you deaf old man? want me to scream?" I could feel the old man's pheromones, I could tell his anger.

“Besides, it doesn't matter what movie he chooses because I'm up before he is. He's the oldest so he's last.” “Unless we revoke your right to choose a movie.” Grandpa says, coming into the room. “Since I am the oldest, I'm last, but I also have the right to veto y'alls movies, due to a limited time on Earth that I don't want to waste on crappy movies.” He gives Wilder a speaking glance. “Like Die Hard.” “Gramps, you're suppose to be on my side! I thought I was your favorite!” Wilder gives a mock cry and the twins giggle.

Dread filled me and I stayed rooted on my spot when I saw two heads inside it even with the distance. I know it isn't Klaire. We haven't bonded, but Alaska would feel if something bad happened to her, but still, the sight of it made my stomach churn and my heart thumped nervously. "Mina!" An elderly woman from Northridge cried as she tried to get to the box, but was stopped. "Let me go! That is my daughter!" A man collapsed on their knees and I cursed. "Rope!" I barked and my men moved in time before he shifted and went on a rampage.

I was careful not to let any harshness into my voice no matter how many minutes it took them to answer my questions. 'I am from this pack. I am the Beta's last daughter,' she said and I looked up from what I was writing to gaze at her in surprise. 'You are the Beta's last daughter?' I asked puzzled. 'What then are you doing here?' I asked. 'My dad was Alpha Amman's Beta but he didn't agree with the way he ruled the pack. My dad one day told Alpha Amman that he was no longer interested in being his Beta. Alpha Amman then gave my dad an ultimatum of one week to think of his decision and come back to be his Beta but my dad refused. According to dad, he was not going to serve an Alpha that didn'

a youthful voice called out. A young lady in her twenties emerged from a villa, wheeling out an old man with a crown of silver hair. They were Xever Rhodes and his granddaughter Wynie Rhodes, the last bastions of the Rhodes legacy.

Jayden calmly walked over to him and lightly patted his shoulder. "Son, I don’t want to hurt you. So let everyone go. And remember this—Catriona belongs only to this man. No one has the right to use her as you planned." Wait... son? I blinked in confusion. Did he just call that man—who's at least thirty-five years older than him—son? Has Jayden lost his mind? The whole room erupted into stunned laughter. "Did you just call me son?" the old man barked, his voice rising. "Are you even listening to yourself, Jayden Evers? What if I refuse? What will you—"

He was also overwhelmed when he thought of his favorite daughter-in-law and how she had taken the Gillian’s oil company into a whole new level. “I am glad that I have lived a good and satisfactory life, everything I have ever wanted have fallen into place except of course for Dan. I hope he learns his lessons when he gets out of jail” the old man mumbled and shook his head. He was still thinking when the door to his room opened, it was his wife Maya and his pretty little daughter Sophia. The little Miss Sophia looked so much like her dad and was very smart too. The old man sat down the moment he saw his wife and his daughter. “Hi honey” Maya said as she kissed the old alpha on his face.