Perfect Daughters Book Novels & Stories

Rolling her eyes, she drops into the chair I was sitting in earlier "I haven't done anything yet here you are reprimanding me. I guess now we know who your favorite daughter is" I'm a mother but I'm not blind to how my daughter is. She's a spoiled, little brat who thinks she should have everything she wants. I have tried to set her straight but there's only so much I can do. I don't know how she would have turned out if she had continued living with the Don. He didn't do anything to instill manners in her. At least for Carina, she had the sisters who taught her a few things. Anna on the other hand got everything she asked for. So she grew up thinking she deserved it. If she wanted a doll, it

I'm pretty sure she wanted to plead with me to let her go play in the playground since I have given strict orders to Vivian not to let her step out of the suite. Diane stopped walking, and quickly swallowed her words when she saw someone else in the living area with me. Tia Patricia smile when her eyes connected with Diane. I could see she wanted to ask who the child was, but refrained herself. “Hello, sweetheart! Has anyone told you you look really beautiful?” Tia Patricia asked, smiling warmly at my daughter, who returned the smile with a blush. “Thank you ma'am. My Mom tells me all the time. You look very pretty too, doesn't she Mom? Diane asked, looking up at me.

I just looked him in the eye and smiled. “You already made up your mind for everyone. So who exactly is this ‘let me choose’ performance for? The reporters? Or the people you do business with?” Seraphina blinked fast. She stepped closer, grabbed my father’s arm, and let her voice break at just the right moment. “Brielle, do not speak to Dad that way. He only worries about you. He is scared that no one will ever marry you.” Her voice carried just enough for the nearby tables to hear. Someone nodded along. Someone let out a sigh. Someone mumbled that the older daughter was so kind and thoughtful.

I made up an excuse and walked away. Without realizing it, I ended up outside the nursery room. I stopped and stared through the glass at the pink-cheeked babies inside, my heart filling with envy. I had loved children ever since I was young. I always thought they were the cutest thing in the world. But now, I could not even have a child of my own. "What are you doing?!" A sharp female voice suddenly rang out. A woman in postpartum clothes rushed over and shoved me away, glaring at me fiercely.

"Mr. Vance, your daughter weighed only two-thirds of what a normal wolf her age should weigh. She had severe muscle loss. There were old bite marks on her forearms and layers of scar tissue on her back. Some injuries had reached deep tissue. Is that what you call healthy?" My father's fingers gripped the edge of the table. His knuckles went white. The pieces he had ignored finally clicked together. Her slowing reflexes. Her collar always buttoned to the top. The way she sometimes hesitated at the forging table. She had been eating less and less, but he kept thinking, "I will deal with it once Iris is stable." He thought the wounds would heal on their own. They had just been covered up, over

"Please—please, save my baby. I don't want any inheritance. I just want my baby to be safe!" "I'm the eldest daughter of the Rizzo family. I don't need to fight for some inheritance!" Ashley shoved me off. "You'll say anything now, won't you? I'm telling you—impossible." Then she closed the nurse's station door and turned to look at me. She pulled out her phone and dialed a video call.She pulled out her phone and dialed a video call. "Hey, bro. Janet's about to deliver. You want to see?"

Finally, College Romance is a wrap but there is actually a book I should have posted before it. The story of their parents titled HER PERSONALITY. It's a short book do I will be updating this soon. 🖤🖤HER PERSONALITY🖤🖤 ___________________________ AUTHORESS RICKY _____________________________ ✍️SYNOPSIS✍️ Not every lady want to be a queen that would be pampered by a man or been boss around or just a full house wife.

I gritted out trying to reign my anger, making my father raise an eyebrow. "Go on?" He said. "He has abused his half daughter." I let out in a very angry tone. Clenching my fists to try and control my anger. "Half daughter?" He asked with furrowed brows. Right, I forgot that no one knew about that. "Yes, half daughter. Lady Nyx is his half daughter. And he has been whipping her. Her back is so scared from it. It is Horrendous.*" I let out more anger than I had intended. My father raised his eyebrows in understanding.

" Don't touch me mum, I have always told you to teach your daughters manners but you thought you were training them and enslaving Sadie now you see the result " " Your own daughter, no, your precious daughter just talked back at you, she insulted you to your face and you couldn't do anything. Something Sadie will never do no matter the maltreatment " " As much as Sadie is changed now, she respects those who needs to. You thought sending her away was the best thing but you sent her into paradise " " Dad is there in the cell, if we can't do anything before coming week, he will go to prison. As much as you hate Sadie, I believe she's the only one that can help us right now with the position she

She admits that her love for Xuan never diminished, but now she wanted to live for herself and her children. “Mommy, what is this book?” Athalia rumbled while playing with her porcelain doll, watching Allana sign the tons of books piled on her table. Allana looked at her youngest daughter and kissed her forehead before she took her and made her sit on her lap. “This is a book about a great love, love for yourself, for the people around you, and a love that healed you and gave you lots of things to learn in life,” she answered, Athalia furrowed her brows and pouted her lips.