Poison Ivy's Daughter Novels & Stories

“I’m too old to know about these trendy things.” Taylor hesitated a little before pulling out her phone. She tapped on something and passed her phone to me. “Have a look at this.” On her phone screen, Lydia and Ben were crying as they complained. The title was shocking. [An Evil Mother Abandoned Her Own Daughter And Left With All Her Money!] In the video, Lydia was tearing up as she sobbed. “My husband and I feel very pressured at work, and we still have to take care of both of our parents.

I couldn’t speak until I was eight years old. Everyone in the Sterling family called me dumb. Even my mother would secretly wipe away tears, convinced she had given birth to an autistic daughter. Whenever my father looked at me, his eyes were filled with nothing but disappointment. However, for the sake of the family’s reputation, he could never bring himself to send me away to a special education school. Then came the day someone from a prominent hedge fund company arrived to acquire our family company, Sterling Group. He was so arrogant that he chewed out everyone in the boardroom until all of them hung their heads low. The room full of corporate executives fell silent, too terrified to

They are now serving life in prison. My name is Ivanka Marie Harris. My parents are Mary and Donald Harris. I have four siblings: Tiffany, William, J.R. and Sharon. My nickname is Ivy. Like Poison Ivy because once my sisters' purposely made me hide in a bunch of poison ivy, playing hide and seek as a child. I looked awful and felt awful for two solid weeks. I'm the youngest child, but it was still my fault. I should have known better at 6 years old. They were 16 and 14 years old at the time. *********

"It was highly embarrassing. It was one of those moments I wanted to be swallowed up by the ground." ‎ ‎"Can't you tell the person privately?" ‎ ‎"It comes when it comes, and whenever the revelation is made open I don't have control of my body. I just blubber everything out." ‎ ‎I start thinking of suggestions on how to help her with this dilemma. "You could try looking at-" ‎ ‎A slithering strange voice interrupts me, causing me to halt my swing. ‎ ‎"Ivy Lyovles, descendant of the Indar clan, daughter of the wiped out tenth generation."

I am The Poison so no one will ever take my daughter away from me or kidnap her! I sighed and walked to where Ivy was seated. I took her laptop and started suching for new born baby girl's clothes. As much as I wanted to ask Linda to bring them cause her shop has clothes for all genders and age, I couldn't. She might go out there spreading that I am pregnant and that is the least of the things I want right now. There were so many beautiful clothes and I couldn't wait to dress her in them. Honestly, I loved each and every outfit. I heard Ivy chuckling and I looked at her with a confused look.

Ivy felt rage swim through her veins, her heart thrashed in her chest her mind a jumble of thoughts that echoed in her brain. She stormed out of the house and ran into the greenhouse; she wasn’t sure why there but her feet took her there before her brain could catch up. looking at all the plants available with the thought of waking her father and leaving this island and never returning. Repeating through her mind. Her determination fuelled her, her love for her father warmed her and guided her to what looked like poison ivy but had bunches of small red berries were in groups with five flat leaves.

"No... this can't be..." "Ivy isn't your daughter," Caleb’s voice was like ice. "Years ago, the Rogues killed your real daughter to infiltrate the Silver Moon Pack. Ivy is a plant. The life-saving act, the constant illness—it was all a setup to destroy Evelyn and tear us apart from the inside!" Thomas slumped to the ground, staring at the glaring "Negative" result on the paternity test. He realized that for the past six months, he had been protecting an enemy pawn while personally driving away his own brilliant daughter.

"Just picture it, in an age when women are waking up to their power. A mother financially tormenting her only daughter. If you nail this story, think of the payoff!" Her hesitation crumbled to dust. A true journalist would never pass up a story with real value. Three days later, the announcement hit the video platform. Celebrated educational influencer Jessica Lowell was set to unveil a groundbreaking live documentary series titled, 'Cruel Mom Refuses $80 Allowance, Poor Daughter in Trouble.' My daughter, Evelyn Smith, and I had both signed on for the reality show, agreeing to let cameras follow us around the clock for a full week. No filters, no edits–just raw, unvarnished life.

“The Miami project has been losing money for three months. I will go there and fix it.” In my past life, my father took the trust fund my mother left me, and all of it ended up in Seraphina's pocket. When things got bad, I asked her for fifty thousand dollars. She laughed and transferred thirty thousand with a note that said her sister loved her. I learned my lesson, and I refused to make the same mistake again.

Here I am again, thanking you guys for reading the story and for being a part of this journey. Daughter of the Moon is a series because there are a lot of things that are unsaid. What happened to Ersa? What will happen to Ava and what is the deal with her vision and her precious daughter Nova? Can Ava really change the course of her Daughter's fate?