Phoenix Wright's Daughter Novels & Stories

"Here, kid. Dry yourself off before you get sick. This is the hardest place in town to find a cab. Why didn't your family come get you?" My eyes began to sting again. I lowered my head and shook it. They had come, just not for me. On the ride home, I saw Dad's latest social media post. [Tyler, you can rest easy. Our daughter made us proud.] My fingers tightened around my phone as pain tore through my chest. The photo showed the four of them smiling outside the station. Cassidy stood beside Wesley with a bright bouquet of sunflowers in her arms, her favorite. There was no bouquet for me. Maybe there had never been one to begin with.

Summer woke up to my parents hugging each other in tears. She said mockingly, "You can drop the act. Even if Sienna is alive, she won't want to be your daughter. You two were much crueller than I was. Sienna wouldn't have been so miserable if it weren't for you two." Summer no longer cared about anything. Every single sentence she said was to provoke them. In the end, my parents left the hospital in a huff. They spent the next few days handling my funeral.

He slapped his hand on the table to emphasize his words. “Shut up, Erik,” my eldest daughter, Daphne, entered the room, stomping the snow off her boots. “Father knows what he’s doing.” She hung her coat on the clothes rack behind the door, removed her holstered weapons, and let it drop on the table next to his crossbow. “You let your love for Erina blind you to our cause.” Erik scoffed. “And you have a stony heart, Daphne. Erina is defenseless.”

As he looked at the evidence on the floor, he recalled Rita's deranged smile and Elisa's final calm yet despairing face. Finally, he understood what he had lost. It wasn't the business or family prestige. It was his only biological daughter. Moreover, it was all his fault. Outside, the night deepened. City lights flickered on, one by one, like countless indifferent eyes watching their broken family. A distant gunshot echoed. It was muffled. It sounded like the victim had their mouth stuffed shut. It was the Neri family's law—the execution of a traitor. Rita was dead.

" Robin glanced at Cynthia and me and smiled. "The ladies are younger than I am. It's only natural for them to have reservations. However, the Wright family has businesses across the globe. "I have no interest in the Powell family's shares or assets. I value your daughters' impeccable character. The fortune-tellers have confirmed that our horoscopes are a perfect match. Our union will help ensure the Wright family continues to prosper." Dad nodded, absolutely delighted. "Mr. Wright, you're right. My daughters are just naive and inexperienced."

someone is harmed our little phoenix and I wanted to know who, I wanted them to feel worse than what they did to her whatever it was, I placed her down gently into the bed and cover her up, watching the soft rise and fall as she breathes, I can't get over her beauty, how perfect she is. how she will fit in perfectly with us.If they accept her, I will treat her like the goddess she is, give her everything she wants in return for her compassion, in return for her love. I placed a gentle kiss on her forehead and turned to leave, the action harder than I would have thought, my dragon didn't want to be away from her, he was staring in my mind, marvelling in her.

she thought, taking her seat. "Ladies and gentlemen…I call you all here today to join me in welcoming my daughter, whom due to misunderstanding, she got separated from us but now, she is in our midst…with us, looking as beautiful as ever," he said. The crowds start murmuring, asking questions upon questions. Some are eager to see who that daughter is, others talking about his past story, on how he lost his wife and child while others wish they were the one to be called the little Ms of the Wright's family.

“She destroyed my pack and sold the survivors to the human butchers. They ended up being killed for meat as they are weak and unable to return to their human form. Lavana, I witnessed her kill my mum and r*pe my dad while stabbing him in many places. When she c*mmed, she stabbed my father’s heart. She forced me to watch everything and then she… she wanted to crush me down south but I was able to trick her and escape. I was hunted down for days until I accidentally met the Wiz king. He took me in and made me his prince.” “That’s terrible. I’m sorry.” “It’s fine.” “Could that mean, Chase isn’t Blake’s son?” “He is. They have a resemblance, don’t they?” he asked and she nodded. “How old are you

Her hair whipped in the wind, eyes chasms of green. Katharine. Julian, Mikaela and Caspian took a step back, watching my daughter unleash her powers in a brutal display. Sadness stung my nose and throat. With a flick of her wrist, Katharine sent more debris tumbling to the lawn, crushing the flowers we had grown together below. That wasn't my daughter. That was the purest form of magic there was. Power in its truest form. I turned towards my mates. "I'm sorry I didn't believe you," I spoke to Julian. "I am sorry that I have been utterly stubborn since the day you met me. But she is my daughter. My only flesh and blood. If I give up on her, there will be no one left in her corner."

This was her most beloved daughter. Fiona said weakly, “Call... call Yara.” Yara. Dora’s third daughter. In the entire Wright family, the only one who had never made things difficult for Stella was probably Yara. So now, the only person in the Wright family who might be able to say something in front of Stella was Yara. “All right. All right. Let’s go back to your room first. Don’t lie on the floor.” Fiona already had a fever, and now she was lying on the ground.