Presidents Daughter Novels & Stories

Contracted Story Don't Plagiarize It. {Advice/ What a plan?? } Andrew's POV “I'm Cali Rea Simon, President Simon's only daughter... ” She uttered at that moment; I knew I'm finished... I didn't expect to meet the president's daughter this way. Wtf!!! I'm fvcking responsible for her condition, I need someone to talk to. Seriously, this news is too much for me to bear alone. The president and I only saw each other once but the first lady had several...

At Le Château Royale, the clinking of silverware was the only sound between them. Lydia and Rowan ate in silence. Rowan finally broke it, dabbing his lips with a napkin. "So... you're a Zander?" His voice held amusement. Lydia met his gaze. "Yes." A slow whistle left his lips. "Damn. The woman I pulled out of a pool turns out to be the President’s daughter." She shrugged. "Life happens."

Gregor smiled out his dimples 'I have someone I want to introduce to you anyway" President Asher said "Oh...who?" Gregor asked "My first daughter,she has always wanted to meet you,she's a grest fan, this is a surprise for her" The president said and Gregor nodded "I'm sorry it's just for that, but trust me it means the world to my daughter" The president said "It's fine, I want to meet her too" Gregor smiled The president gave sign to the guards standing In the living room,one of the immediately walked away and soon he arrived with a lady in her early twenties

He thought that he might have made a mistake in raising Eloisa. David just wants to be a good example to his daughter. Be a good father to his only daughter. But the opposite happened to Eloisa. Became childish. Scolds and often runs away from bodyguards. It also often hurts all the bodyguards he gave to his daughter. He is ashamed of his daughter's behavior like a child when Eloisa gets angry and loses her temper. This ugly behavior is seen and witnessed by many of their maids. He is very ashamed and heavy in his chest to witness that he made a mistake in raising Eloisa.

_______Evans___________ “Dad will be discharged today” “Yeah, I know”said Natasha my sister “Did you find him a caretaker like the doctor said” “Yes, we did” “Where is she? She is supposed to be here” “She on her way with mom and Madison” “Wait, Madison is back?” “Yes” “When?” “Yesterday” “Why didn’t anyone tell me?” “She wanted to surprise you” Just then, there was a knock on the door

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.

"Angela, you're pregnant with your second child now. You have to be careful about everything." Gary quickly chimed in, his tone respectful. "Dad, Mom, don't worry. I'll take good care of Angela. She's the hero of our family now." Ever since Angela gave birth to a daughter for Gary despite his fertility issues, her status in the Cardone family had skyrocketed. Mrs. Cardone bragged to everyone that Angela had a naturally fertile body, and that the second child was definitely going to be a boy. Even the Miller family had landed several business projects because of it.

Even the blood still running down my forehead seemed to turn cold. So in her eyes, her eldest daughter was just an unsightly embarrassment, something that couldn’t compare to Suri in the slightest. I struggled to my feet and started toward the door. I didn’t want to stay here for even one more second. I didn’t want to watch Mom and her precious Suri clinging to each other while I stood there like a stranger. However, before I could reach the door, Mom blocked my path. Frowning, she rummaged through a box, pulled out gauze and antiseptic, and shoved them into my hands.

I grinned like an idiot and took the stuffed flower bouquet from Elayne. "Thanks." Then I went quiet, eyes glued to my phone. Elayne slid her hand over the screen. "Don't look at that." I shook my head. "It's fine. I'm not mad." The camera zoomed in—Mom and some girl in the pic. Caption: [Valentine's Day with my daughter, Tia.] Elayne gave me that look—like she was trying to read my mind. I forced a smile. "I know her. Tia was in the bed next to Dad. She's an orphan. Got better thanks to donations.

“Gusto mo mainit na tsokolate? Sopas? Aruskaldo? Kanin? Ano?” Pumipintig ang ugat sa kaniyang ulo. Hindi niya alam kung dahil ba iyon sa ingay ni Josephine o dahil sa kaniyang alaala. “How is she?” Nagmulat siya at sinulyapan ang bagong dating. Si Paula iyon, ang class president nila. Ang girlfriend ni Yael. Parang may tumusok sa dibdib ni Andra. Naglakad palapit ang babae at masuyong ngumiti.