Strong Father Strong Daughter Mga Nobela at Kwento

Ana pursed her lips, revealing a dot on her cheeks, as she chuckled in quiet mockery, “Whose father will skip their daughter's birthday if they dont know they have another daughter outside?” “I–” Ana finally looked at him, dead in the eyes. Those dark with a hint of emerald hue, identical to his own, met his gaze without a flicker, “Can you do it? I won’t bother you with my other birthdays in return.” “I won’t need you to be present anymore.” “Father.” That single word at the end made Lancer chest tighten, feeling some difficulty breathing as he quickly dismissed his daughter's words in a panic. “Nonsense.”

She had to know. ‘Be strong, my daughter’, I urged, my voice strained but filled with love. ‘You are more than capable. You carry the strength of the Moon Goddess within you. The pack will need you—‘ my words faltered as I struggled for breath, my body betraying me. ‘I am so proud of you’.

He liked that his daughter could anyone's ass at any given time of the day, I was proud of that too but that strength threatened a lot of men, especially those that were in my pack. As if that was not intimidating enough, he always told the men in his pack that his daughter would never marry a man who would never best her at a dual, I guess the guys thought that they had no chance with me, especially since I was next in line to take over my after my father. You see the werewolves do things a bit differently, my father's family have always been the ones with the strongest bloodlines. Each and everyone of us was strong. My sisters too, only if they had any interests in the fights but they are

Becca POV I can't believe how I didn't know I was pregnant! How dense am I? Jason and I were just in heaven the entire ride back to my home to get all my stuff. Jason said now knowing that I was having a pup no way in hell was he leaving my side. I tried to say I'd be fine because of my family and he just glared at me. I'm sure he would've used an Alpha command on me except he knows it would never work. A daughter with Strong Aplha blood is a true Alpha. For some reason every Strong has married Alpha blood. We are the strongest Alpha's for a reason. I know it. I'm never sure how I know these things I just do.

my baby is alive and I'm not losing this one. Her father knows trying to convince her will only make matter worst so he dared not. I'm not losing this one.Even if it cost me everything I have already tried five times …five times father.Do you know what it feels?. He fell silent. “ You're just like your mother.He said softly “she was stubborn too once she make a decision nothing could change it. Javier like the facts that his daughter wasn't the broken girl who returned home months ago.She is stronger.She is someone else .

she narrated. “They were all your supernatural strength because you are a white witch and the most powerful one in all the East. Just like your mate Aldric, and your dear Ethan, you have your supernatural identity with supernatural abilities. Do not fear him. He only loves you. If you need time, just let him know you do, and he will not pressure you. Remember, love should prevail. Just like your dad and I,” Alona embraced her daughter lovingly before giving her a kiss on the forehead and let the father and daughter exchange hugs as well, knowing their moment had to end for now.

Fuck fuсk fuck, bаd wау to ѕtаrt – hе'ѕ gоіng to lау dоwn thе hammer! "Here's the thіng. Mаrу'ѕ mу only dаughtеr. Shе'ѕ mу wоrld. Shе'ѕ еvеrуthіng tо mе, аnd her mоm. Shе nееdѕ ѕоmеоnе rеаllу ѕресіаl. Sоmеоnе extraordinary. Shе nееdѕ a ѕtrоng mаn, ѕоmеоnе who саn tаkе her fire аnd nоt back dоwn but whо'ѕ also ѕmаrt еnоugh tо give her rein whеn іt'ѕ nесеѕѕаrу." A ѕір of thе whіѕkеу, a раuѕе.

“Show me how strong you are.” She grabbed the pole with both hands. I loosened my hold, letting her take the full weight. My daughter didn’t falter. She braced her feet on the ground and held steady, her brows furrowed in concentration. “Dang,” I muttered with a laugh. “My daughter’s hella strong.” She beamed at the praise, her shoulders straightening with pride. For years, I had felt hollow, wandering through a life without direction, convincing myself I didn’t deserve love or family. Now I had something to boast about.

“But it’s my mistake to make. I won’t be controlled by you—or by anyone. I’ve spent too long letting others decide my fate, and I’m done with that.” For a moment, we just stare at each other, two forces locked in a battle neither of us is willing to lose. Then, slowly, he exhales, the fight draining from his posture, leaving only a man—my father—staring at his daughter with a mixture of frustration, anger, and something that looks a lot like loss. “You’re too stubborn and strong than I thought,” he says quietly, almost to himself. I take a step back, my hands trembling slightly, though I refuse to show it. “I learned to be strong because I had to be.”

I haven't gotten my wolf yet but that doesn't mean I am not strong. My father knows this, which is why he tries to subdue me every chance he gets. He forgets that I am my mother's daughter and my mother was a strong wolf. She was stronger than he was. That was what made him so jealous of her that he did what he did.