Novel & Cerita The Daughter Book

Fangs: Alpha King Book 1 (COMPLETED) SYNOPSIS Born as the revered and respected daughter of Alpha Lester Fangs, Zane grew more and more domineering and proud. She had thought that as the only daughter of the alpha, her father would pass the throne to her. But the sudden appearance of another child, claiming to be her father’s child with his first love, became a problem. As the wedge between the two daughters grew, so as their hostility and the deep contrast of their characters shone.

"Oh, Mei!.... Come here" A beautiful girl walked towards them she was wearing a tight white short dress showing off her curves, she smiled looking at him. "She is my daughter, Mei" Kyro just casually nods again without even looking at her, he just wanted to leave as soon as possible. If it wasn't because of that damn auction, he wouldn't even care to come here. That girl flustered the moment she looked at him, he was like those handsome CEOs from novels who every girl wants to be with. She was feeling nervous but still acting confident she extended her hand out towards him as she wanted to impress him "Nice to meet you, Mr.Andernson"

Because of the excessive tiredness, she fell off to sleep after sometime. "aaah" Lady Lin heard a sound when she was passing by her daughter's room. "Yue Er...,What is it? she entered her daughter's room asking the reason. "Nothing much mother, Yue Er pricked her finger while practicing embroidery "she replied to her mother. Lady Lin looked at her daughter. Few drops of blood were coming out from her pricked finger and few drops of tears were waiting in the tip of her beautiful eyes looking for a chance to roll down.

Lily lay so still against the crisp white sheets, her small chest rising and falling with each shallow breath. I moved to her bedside on silent feet, not wanting to disturb the precious rest she so desperately needed. My fingers trembled as I reached out to brush a stray curl from her forehead, her skin was so cool beneath my touch. *What a pity soul,* I thought, the words catching in my throat like a sob. I don't want to lose my daughter. I don't want her to suffer. I don't want her to die. And Marcus, where was Marcus when our daughter needed him most? The thought brought a fresh wave of anger, hot and sharp. While I sat vigil beside our dying child, he was probably somewhere else which I

I broke it carefully. The letter was written by an elegant hand. The ink shined faintly, as if gauging refusing to age. “To the House of Icewood, by blood and covenant bound, The pact stands. The daughter shall live, hidden among wolves, until the blood calls her home. Fail this, and Icewood shall fall beneath its own frost.” I read it twice, each word sinking into me like a blade turned slow. The daughter — Hidden among wolves. For a moment i could almost hear my father’s voice again; low, hungry, filled with the same greed that had driven him to betray his own mate. Was this why he’d tried to kill my mother? Because she had found out?

Victor’s hands moved up to squeeze my tits through the dress pinching my nipples lightly as he fucked me. “You feel so good Daddy,” I moaned quietly against his lips. “I love how you stretch me. I’ve been such a bad stepdaughter wanting this for so long. Fuck me harder please. I need to cum on your cock again.” He picked up the pace just a bit, still staring into my eyes, claiming me completely. “You’re mine now, baby girl. This pussy belongs to me. Cum for Daddy whenever you need to. I want to feel you squeezing me.” The pleasure coiled tighter in my belly and my legs started trembling around his waist.

"You're nothing. Your mother is nothing. Everyone knows your branch of the family is the weakest." "Please, Charlotte." Another voice, younger, trembling. "I didn't mean to upset you. I just wanted to read—" "You wanted to read?" A cruel laugh. "Since when do pathetic little mice like you deserve to touch the same books as me?" I moved closer to the door, which stood slightly ajar. Through the gap, I could see two girls. The older one was perhaps fifteen, with sharp features and cold eyes. Charlotte. Lord Edmund's daughter, if I remembered correctly from what Rosie had told me. Diana's child.

Faina Green Two years had passed since Michael Holloway first walked through the door of our home, and the mansion had found a strange, fragile rhythm. The chaos of the quintuplets — now eight years old and twice as loud — still filled every hallway, but Darya had changed. At fourteen, my daughter was no longer the little girl who ran to me with scraped knees and endless questions. She had grown tall and graceful, with my curly blonde hair and Heros’s sharp green eyes. Her movements carried a quiet confidence that squeezed my chest with both pride and fear at the same time.

I wanted to know immediately but I couldn’t bring myself to leave my father. ‘Hunter where are you,’ I mind link, giving up on trying to find him. ‘I’m in the library.’ I head straight for the pack house library, eager to learn what he has found out. When I enter the room I find him with all sorts of books sprawled out everywhere as well as maps and drawings. “What in the world are you doing?” “Dude you have no idea how powerful Katerina is. She is going to be more powerful than you.” “Seriously?”

My mind went blank. I didn't have a daughter? That was impossible. My dear Marilyn was so real and so warm. "No! You're lying!" I screamed as I leaped up to my feet. "My daughter's name is Marilyn Lopez. She's six years old, and she loves eating strawberry candy!" Gabriel walked over to me and placed a hand on my shoulder. "That's enough, Nat. Don't say anything else," he said, sounding exhausted. My eyes darted between him and Taylor.