Prodigal Daughter Book Novels & Stories

I had simply survived by chance, and somehow, I had to endure all of this. When Dad came home from work and saw me covered in welts and shivering, he finally snapped and argued with Mom. "Kendra, enough! Lily has suffered more than enough!" "She's suffering?" Mom shrieked, tears streaming down her face. "I lost my son... I'm the one who's suffering!" She clutched her belly. "If it weren't for Beau, I would've given up on life a long time ago!" Dad looked at her and shut his eyes wearily. "Wake up! Beau is gone. Lily is our daughter, not Beau's replacement."

***** {{ Prologue }} Have you ever been haunted by someone? And I don't mean "haunted by the dead". What happened to me had nothing to do with ghosts or poltergeists. No, it was much worse. You see, I was haunted by a living person. She goes by many names. Olivia. Olive. Liv. Livvy. She was nineteen when the true torment began. The way she plagued me will become clear as you read the following passages. The girl I'm talking about is none other than my very own daughter.

“You’re finally home.” My chest trembles as I hold back tears. “I’m sorry.” “No. No apologies. Never again.” I close my eyes and breathe him in, aftershave, paper, coffee. His scent. My childhood. My only constant. The moment is shattered by a familiar voice laced with venom. “Well, well. The prodigal daughter returns.” I stiffen instantly. The warmth in my chest turns ice cold. I pull away from Dad and look up at the top of the stairs.

She was so angry that she really wanted to subdue the fat woman immediately and ask about it. "Haha, I am the daughter of your master. My name is Tie Yinghong." The fat woman sneered and jumped off the brick bed. It didn't matter if she jumped down, but the ground was shaking. If someone fell asleep, he would think it was an earthquake. When Black Phoenix heard that the fat woman had introduced herself, she was shocked. She had long heard that there was a daughter of Fisherman. She was in her forties or fifties this year, but she had never seen her.

’ Sophia said, sighing at the thought of what her mother had told her. She was told by her mother that she had left for a friend’s house in the midst of the confusion. Upon reaching her friend’s house, the situation at which she met them wasn’t conducive at all, so she had to leave. If she must survive, she had to overcome her shame and return home. So, that was how she found herself back to their house with her daughter. Her parents on their part, welcomed her with so much feast like that of the prodigal son. There was no place they didn’t look for her prior to her coming back. They continued in this quest until they lost all hope and decided that their daughter would return home one day. T

My skin prickles and my gut is screaming to be wary. "You can't trust him," I murmur. "That would be a huge mistake." Connor sighs, reaching for a notebook and pen. "Let's list the pros and cons." My oldest brother, always the pragmatic one, starts making columns on the page. A couple of years ago, Connor met and fell in love with Trisha Volkanov, Matthias's oldest daughter. He had no idea who Trish really was and their whole love story was rather epic and very Romeo and Juliet. Now they have a precocious son, Griffin, who is a little over a year old. He's already quite the charmer who looks just like his father with black hair and bright blue eyes. Yesterday, he handed me a flower and said

Meanwhile, the other party is chatting nonstop about the characters in the book but they completely paid attention to one of the cannon fodders in the original novel. They already knew that the story already began but they still felt awful when they saw the mother and daughter relationship. The mother is so vicious that she even made her daughter do her awful so called task. So she could hold a countless notes in her hands again by selling her daughter body to her rich customer. The daughter is greedy of wealth too so she did not paid extra attention to her situation, if she really find out the truth or after they did the task her mother was talking about. Xia Yu already bet. Xing Xing will

I make it to the door again, but Grace gives me a nasty push that leaves my left elbow bruised and throbbing with pain. “Hey, what was that for?!” I cry out. The girls laugh and hi five each other. “Look at her, she is such a slut. My father warned me to stay away from her because her bloodline is known for their slutty behaviors.” “Her mother is just like her. Have we forgotten that she left her husband and became Beta David's prostitute until they got married? Why are we surprise her daughter is fucking boys secretly in the basketball court?” I stop in my tracks and slowly turn around. My eyes have gone dark with anger.

I hadn’t even thought I would be like this. Kristoff gave me an assuring smile as he caressed my cheek. “Yes, I believe you are the prodigal daughter.” He chuckled lightly. “But don’t fathers get excited when they meet their daughter? Ain’t the father in the Bible welcomed his prodigal son when he came running back to him?” “But I did more than what the son did. And Dad is not someone from the Bible.” Kristoff held my hand and squeezed it lightly. “I understand you have issues with him but at the end of the day, you can never change the fact that he is your father,” he told me.

“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.