Poison Ivy's Daughter Novels & Stories

My mum says which just makes me roll my eyes, she does know I'm not made of glass right? "So, you just want me to keep this weird disguise on, pretending I'm a different person while you lot decide you wanna look for him?" I say with my arms crossed annoyed; I can't believe she won't let me help them in anyway. "You’re my daughter Ally, they already have your father I'm not allowing them to get you too." She says with a sigh, I just roll my eyes still annoyed about the whole situation.

"Life happens." His brow arched. "But why the secrecy? No one knows what the President’s daughter looks like." Lydia’s expression darkened. "You must have heard about the tragedy ten years ago, right? My father had four children. One was poisoned, another died in an accident, and the youngest was kidnapped. Her body washed up on the beach." Rowan exhaled sharply. "That's... horrific." Lydia nodded "All within a year." His fingers tightened around his glass. "How did you survive?"

Of course, her mother was very angry and wanted her daughter to divorce. However, her mother-in-law didn’t believe her. She even said that Rosa was the one who abused herself to blame her precious son. Rosa didn’t give up and try to talk to other David relatives, still, no one believes her. Everyone thought that she abused herself and blame David just to have huge alimony since David had become richer.

“You are the daughter of House Fiore, one of the greatest duchies in the empire. All those knights will bow to you and protect you with their lives. They will also respect you because you are their lady.” Sera wanted to believe him but there was still doubt in her mind. Did she deserve everything that she was experiencing at the moment? “Sera, did you know?” Xander whispered as he hugged her from behind. “My dear little sister, you are the daughter that our lineage thought we would never have.” “You are the flower that was born from the wolves,” Xander added. “And you are the Fiore among the Fiores.” “The Fiore among the Fiores?” Sera was confused. How could she be more Fiore when she was an

"Welcome back, sister. We've been waiting for you to wake up." Here, in this family with no shared blood, I felt a warmth I hadn't known in years. I slowly sat up, feeling the strength returning to my body. "Mom," my voice was calm and firm, "from this day forward, Alessia Moretti is dead." "I am your daughter." The moment the words left my lips, I felt a sense of release I had never known. The girl who humbled herself for her family, the woman tormented by poison, the daughter wronged by her loved ones. She was dead.

“But the belief was. Isla left willingly. She saw something in Ivy… something worse than herself.” Killian shoved him. “You used her!” Aiden didn’t fight back. “No. I saved her.” “And doomed us all,” Ivy whispered. Because if Isla left willingly… She had plans. That night, Ivy sat alone in the garden behind the safehouse. The wind was still. And then she heard it. Laughter. Soft. Familiar. She turned. And saw her unborn daughter—standing across from her in the moonlight. Not in flesh. But in spirit.

Emily POV “What do you mean?” Easton asked. “I was a kid again and I heard my parents arguing in the middle of the night. Daddy was yelling at mama about not hurting some “her” and mama said she didn’t belong there. Then daddy said that’s his daughter and that mama had done enough damage with her potion.” I rushed out. “A potion?” He mumbled with confusion. “That’s what I said. And he said something to her about she said she’d be my mother so she needed to be my mother.” I trailed off as a thought occurred to me.

This guy, really is. Aliana sighed, putting her fork on her plate, she crosses her arm. “You know…” instead of answering Lancer question, Aliana started to say, the corner of her lip curling up in some mockery as she remembered the conversation she had with her daughter earlier. “Someone very ‘close’ to you, suggested that I leave you because you’re a scumbag and it doesn’t matter anymore what would happen if I really did it. So tell me Lancer,” she paused, taking the expression of her mate in front of her, “How could I possibly sown discord between you two, when your daughter already dislikes you so much that she came up with such suggestions?” she smiled, her dark green eyes twinkling.

“How could you do this to your daughter? You’re an evil woman!” Before I could explain, a mob of angry parents pushed me to the road and had me killed in a car accident. The last thing I saw before I died was Cecelia’s wicked gaze. It was not the kind of gaze belonging to a five-year-old girl. I felt so pathetic for not knowing why my biological daughter hated me so much, even in death. I had always hugged her when I slept, and she would hold my arm and kiss my cheek. “Mom, I love you the most.”

"What do you mean her? Do you fucking know who she is? Who's daughter she is? Are you kidding me?" The man sighed. "She is the only daughter of the almighty East Gonzalez. You must have heard of him. A fucking powerful man" Ivy said, smiling at me. Tears clustered my eyes. "I should make her a million but I want to get rid of her right away" Ivy said. My heart sank. My breathing became abnormal. I think I am about to have a panic attack. "Let's make it two hundred" the man priced. Ivy scoffed. She snapped her fingers.