The Book Woman's Daughter: A Novel นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"You are carrying a mixed blood child, nothing will happen to them, they'll have to be born no matter what, so you have to learn everything in the shortest time possible. Here have a look,’ the woman said handing over to her a book that no one had been able to read except for her for centuries. Tilda's eyes lit up when she took the book, at long last she would get the knowledge she had wanted so badly. She flipped over the first page to begin to read when the book flipped themselves the information get loaded into her head, it did so till the end of the book then it disappeared. Tilda looked up and found the woman gone, it was only her shadow from the candle that could be seen. She tried to

Almost immediately, the woman gave her response. "A woman? And she claims that the reason she is acting in this manner is because she feels that I have looked down on her daughter? Is it even possible that I know her daughter?" Esme appeared to be bewildered. Is that a sufficient justification to throw someone in jail and come dangerously close to killing someone else? "Are you familiar with the daughter?" "I have never seen the daughter, but the woman ranting to me said that her daughter was supposed to marry someone named Izayah, but because of you, she came back home in tears and did not eat for almost a week."

She had left it there, guess she needs it now. She dust it and walked back to sit on her bed. ___ "Don't tell me that May! She owns every same right Marina owns!" Mr. Smith yelled. "Oh, really? No she doesn't.. that thing there you called a daughter don't own the same right as my daughter" "May! She's my daughter, our daughter!" Mr. Smith said half yelling. "Incase you've forgotten Smith, let me remind you,Elsa is not my daughter" May yelled. "Stop May! We agreed not to even remind her of her mother" Mr Smith said.

Isabella, on the other hand, seemed unbothered. "Me? A mistress? No, of course not," she replied lightly while giving her husband a sharp look. Elena was aware of that, but chose to remain unfazed. "I did, however, speak with a few mistresses. I listened to their stories without prejudice and, surprisingly, I learned a lot about them. So, one day, I decided to write a book about them." "Wow, that's truly interesting." She nodded as she sipped her wine. "Would you say that what they're doing is, to some extent, right?"

he immediately knelt infront of her. Yin Yue calmed down. "I am the daughter of General Jiang Lin.Merely taking their lives is not enough for me.I want them to suffer ,I want them to have the taste of betrayal,I want to disclose their conspiracy to the world and I want to restore my father's and my family's honor"she said with determination. Wang Wei was really surprised for a moment .Yesterday,she was a little girl,frozen with fear and shock but today she is issuing orders as if she is a general in army.

Arlene’s father. It felt like the air had been knocked from my lungs. Everything I had tried to rebuild in myself—every flicker of trust, of hope, of healing—was obliterated in an instant. Because the woman who made me believe in love… Was the daughter of the man who taught me to hate it. And just like that, the illusion shattered. She was his daughter. The daughter of the man who destroyed my family. The man who took my mother away and drove my father to the edge of madness and grief. The man who built a perfect life on the wreckage of mine.

She had to marry the man one way or another. TBC Maple Writes (Don't forget to leave a comment, share and give me reviews for me to know if there are things that I should improve with and change at the same time. Have a good day. Enjoy reading.) (MAISIE'S STORY IS THE FOURTH BOOK OF LOVE, LUST, LIES SERIES, AND IT IS CALLED "A DAUGHTER'S SACRIFICE" A STORY ABOUT AN IT GIRL MAISIE AND THE MYSTERIOUS MAFIA BOSS CONNOR WHO WOULD DO ANYTHING TO SUBDUE AND TAME MAISIE. THEIR STORY BEGAN AFTER HER ADOPTED FATHER SOLD HER TO HIM, AND NOW SHE HAD TO DO EVERYTHING IN HER WILL TO MAKE THE MAFIA BOSS IGNORE HER OR POSSIBLY HATE HER, BUT THINGS DOES NOT WORK THAT EASILY.)

"Welcome back, sister. We've been waiting for you to wake up." Here, in this family with no shared blood, I felt a warmth I hadn't known in years. I slowly sat up, feeling the strength returning to my body. "Mom," my voice was calm and firm, "from this day forward, Alessia Moretti is dead." "I am your daughter." The moment the words left my lips, I felt a sense of release I had never known. The girl who humbled herself for her family, the woman tormented by poison, the daughter wronged by her loved ones. She was dead.

"Your daughter consumed us. She ate my family. She tortured us for two years. She's traumatized? She's the victim?" "Yes," the woman said. Simply. Certainly. "She is. My daughter came to your world offering gift. Offering evolution. Offering partnership. You responded with violence. With imprisonment. With torture. You—" "She killed people!" Reaper shouted. "She tried to enslave humanity! She—" "She tried to save you," the woman said. "From yourselves. From your limitations. From your—your humanity." She said the word like curse. Like insult. "My daughter saw potential. Saw what you could become. Tried to help. And you—you punished her for it."

Perhaps this will give me understanding. I order two waffle sandwiches with pieces of omelet rounds and bacon slices, remembering how Evers enjoyed the maple bacon donut that the wolf male had gifted me. The little woman presses the silver square on the screen twice, it says "WFB" and I make a mental note. I sit next to the door as I wait on the pink haired beauty to arrive. I observe the people who enter and those I can see from the window. I pretend not to see Evers as I 'read' the book while she makes her way towards me. "Aislaine! So sorry, I'm running behind. I overslept. Well, I always oversleep. You look nice this morning! I love the top." She sits down across from me and I open the b