Phoenix Wright's Daughter Novels & Stories

My smile widens at his words. "Stop stalling, Amelia. Throw out what's repressing you from the inside out at once." She crosses her arms, making her breasts stand out more, and I drop my gauze, wondering what color her pout is. Damn, focus! She is the daughter of the enemy. It must be a card out of the deck. She is his ex-wife's younger sister and last but not least, she is eighteen years old. "What happened?" I resolve to cut to the chase and avert my eyes from temptation. His face turns into a disgusted frown, but he's still looking at me.

"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.

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."

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 was going to work for it and earn it rightfully. “Unfortunately, you’re 5 years late. Our daughter Emma Wright is long dead for us.”

Had he remained vigilant, this entire debacle could have been avoided. "I assure you, your promiscuous mother will be accompanying you shortly to the afterlife. I wouldn't want you to feel solitary," Cade says with a wicked grin, extending his sharp talons. "Do not even think about touching my mother!" Phoenix struggled to break free from their relentless grip, but the more he tried, the more his strength dwindled. "For someone who is neighing death, you are unreasonably audacious. You should be soliciting for your mother's life rather, and I just might spare her."

My wife, Lani Fort, finally answered my calls only after my daughter, Anjou, stopped breathing. “Didn’t I tell you that Warren Stafford’s dog was having a difficult labor? I’m in the middle of saving a life right now. “You’ve called 108 times in two hours. What on earth is going on?” Two hours earlier, my daughter had suddenly developed a high fever, so I took her to the hospital. The doctor diagnosed her with acute myocarditis and said her only chance of survival was to use an ECMO machine. The $50,000 initial fee for the treatment had become an insurmountable obstacle for me. I called her 108 times, but she had rejected every single call. My voice trembled as I held my daughter’s lif

“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