Professor X Daughter Novels & Stories

Then I thought, how can a man as evil and cruel as Mr President give birth to a beautiful angel like this girl? Oh my! Such beauty! “ This is my daughter, Sandra. She will be starting with us in SS2 class and I would like you guys to make her feel welcome, especially her classmates. Will you do that? " We all chorused “ YES SIR! " Except me, my eyes were just fixed on his daughter's rare beauty... The Morning Assembly came to an end and we all went to our various classes. “ Chris, how far? Are you sure you can still have your pay back on that girl? She is really pretty." Ayo said as he came to meet me.

I glanced at the Xenostras sitting on the couch below and they seem to be more amused than bothered. My mom held out her hands and breathed out an annoyed exhale. “You know Zeke, I was calm when I first arrived here. Until I heard that 'my daughter’ is unconscious! UNCONSCIOUS YOU MINDLESS ASDFGHGF—“ She took the closest flower pot she could grab and threw it at the man which the latter just caught but is continuously backing away. I think I heard the Xenostras holding out their laughter. “That’s your father by the way. The famous Estenaethrian who has defeated dark magic against a witch and also a stern impassive professor of Loriostro Academy. But he seems to be terrified of his wife.” The

Summer woke up to my parents hugging each other in tears. She said mockingly, "You can drop the act. Even if Sienna is alive, she won't want to be your daughter. You two were much crueller than I was. Sienna wouldn't have been so miserable if it weren't for you two." Summer no longer cared about anything. Every single sentence she said was to provoke them. In the end, my parents left the hospital in a huff. They spent the next few days handling my funeral.

My next assignment. The daughter of the Prosecutor General and I can feel it, this one won’t be simple. My gaze lingers on her profile picture displayed on the screen. Striking blue eyes. Soft features. There’s something almost… disarming about her. I exhale quietly, shifting my focus back to the details. “She’s a law student?” Interesting. “Probably trying to follow in her father’s footsteps… This one might actually be interesting,” I murmur to myself before dropping my phone and getting ready to start the day.

“You’re... Eugene’s daughter?” Miranda’s eyes warmed. She nodded. “Yes, Professor Wright. I met you when I was little. How have you been?” “I’ve been all right.” The professor looked at her, unable to hide his emotion. “Eugene raised a wonderful daughter. Your father was my proudest student back then. He had exceptional talent in medicine. It’s just a shame that...” The old professor stopped himself there. Then he looked at Miranda again. “You’ve inherited his dream and continued the work he left unfinished. The research world needs people like you.”

I said no, I was just on my way home and didn’t have to be anywhere in a hurry and that I would like a glass of wine if it wasn’t too much trouble. We had been chatting for a while about her son when the front door opened and in walked a younger but spitting image of Valerie. I must have had a look of total surprise on my face as Valerie laughed and introduced her daughter Xaviera who was a 21 years old law student. Xaviera said hello and put a number of bags on the kitchen bench. The bags were from high class retailers so she had obviously been on a shopping spree.

He was also shocked to see his daughter behaving like this with Xavier because she was always polite and gentle. "Hey, baby. I have been looking for you. How are you?" Xavier smiled and blinked at Amelia. Amelia gritted her teeth in anger looking at the imposter. "Honey, do you know Xavier from before?" Amelia's Father asked his daughter, surprised to see how Xavier was talking to his daughter. It was clear from his attitude that he knew her. "Of course uncle. We know each other very well. Your daughter has been a great help to me. I was looking for her to show my gratitude to your daughter. Finally, I found her," Xavier said with a smile, and Amelia fisted her hand in anger.

she responded in affirmative and proceeded in tucking him up into the sheets. ****** Pedro sighed knowingly, listening on the wails of his daughter over the phone. She had went to the New Jersey that she was so excited about but only to meet disappoinment. He couldn't get why he's daughter was this obsessed with Xander. His mind flashed back to the day she was also a crying mess because him. How he'd heard what his daughter said and he got even angrier. "Why will you say your life is ruined, is it because of Xander?" He remembered asking with a frown.

"He won't say anything. He knows you will come back for him if he does." "Right, dad?" He took a deep breath, "I won't say anything, but don't hurt my daughter." Mr. X walked up to her dad, “I kill people, but I don't hurt or kill cowards.” "Yes, you, that's exactly what you are. I now understand why your daughter is with us." "I'm not. You outnumbered me and threatened to kill my family." "Dad, just stop." Mr. X was becoming impatient. Claire took him by the hand, "that's enough.” She stared at Mr. X in his eyes.