The Daughter Book Novels & Stories

But she was not. Taking the book, Scarlet analyzed it and felt a sharp pain in her heart. The book dropped over the floor and opened emitting strong dazzling light that pierced through her eyes. She was feeling a strong pain in her heart and her head started throbbing. But composing her leaning figure, she held the book again and stuffed it in the bag. Exciting the room, she rushed downstairs at the same pace; slow and coordinated. She left the house without even saying goodbye to her parents. “She needs help. I am certain now.” Bob muttered and Jessica kept on looking at the door which her daughter left ajar while leaving the house. She kept looking at the disappearing figure of her daughte

Those were the words she had always used on me. Suri had been in a terrible mood lately because she was unable to attend school and was deeply humiliated. Worst of all, without school, where was she supposed to bully others or extort money? She stomped her foot and screamed, "Why won’t you give it to me?! If you can’t afford me, why did you even give birth to me?! You old hag, why don’t you just die? All the money in this house belongs to me!" Hearing her beloved daughter tell her to die, Mom nearly fainted from shock. She thought about all the humiliation she had endured begging for Suri’s schooling and all the money she had spent, only for this ungrateful child to curse her over allowance.

Come back! "I was wrong! I'll give everything back to you! I'll trade my life!" "Forum, can you hear me? I'll trade! Bring my sister back!" But the countdown had already begun. No matter how much they regretted it, it was too late. I felt a wave of lightness. A soft white glow wrapped around me. Maybe this was fine, too. Goodbye. In the next life, let's not meet again. Being Dad's daughter hurt too much.

At me. “For being brave,” she continued, “for loving me… even when I wasn’t easy to love. For letting me find my way.” Tears blurred my vision. I didn’t try to hide them. “You don’t have to thank me,” I whispered. “You’re my daughter. I love you. I always will.” Sophie leaned into me, pressing her forehead lightly against my shoulder. “I know,” she breathed. The baby cooed—a soft little sound, almost a sigh. She lifted her tiny hands as if she understood the gravity of the moment. It tugged a breathless laugh from all of us.

Her dad said, leading the way back to the living room. "No dad. Actually,I want to take my place as our family heiress. I want my identity revealed,I don't want to live in the shadows anymore,I want to be known as the only daughter of President Zander ; Lydia Zander !" President Zander paused, hearing that from his daughter, he turned back to look at her . Surely this woman standing before him isn't his daughter,the shy Lydia who didn't care about the family politics. He is seeing a brave and fearless woman who wants to lead, a woman filled with rage, a woman filled with passion to get what she wants.

Covering the ground and heading back to the place that created our nightmares, the place that changed us forever; to face our past and create a new future. ***THE END*** Thank you for reading, please remember to leave me a review and look out for the continuation of Lamia's story in:- Rise of a Queen - Book 2, in The Delta's Daughter Series. OUT NOW!

says the other guard "Please, my lady, I need a job. My father was killed, and my uncle took over the family business and is trying to sell me into marriage to a noble, but I don't want to marry him, so please give me a job," she says "Who are you?" I ask, " I am Revdea Ubris, the Daughter of Nyx," she says as I look at her in surprise because all the gods and goddesses have at least one mortal descendant or child, except Nyx, at least until now

She says, her eyes seems eager for it. “What’s going to happen after all this, are you going to be done with your book, with your writing stuffs?” She shakes her head. “I got a million books playing out in my head so no, I will move on to the next book in the series.” “Which is?” I raise an eyebrow. “It’s Isabella’s book, the daughter of Gwen.” My eyes widen immediately, “Wait, wait. The name is the daughter of Gwen? And why are you writing about her, a little child.”

Raina continued to read, and when her eyes fell on the next page, a gasp left her lips. “The page…” she remarked, her heart racing. “It’s gone. It looks like someone had intentionally burned it off.” I furrowed my eyebrows as I glanced at the page. What did daughters of the moon mean? And why was Raina’s mark under that subtitle? Who would have burnt off the page of this book? And why that particular part? Something was definitely fishy. Was my father hiding something? Was he the one who burnt off that part? If he did… why did he pretend like he didn’t know anything about Raina’s mark?

At my bonding ceremony with Liam Jones, the pack witch appeared and dropped a bombshell—my long-lost sister, Victoria, was still alive. She could bring Victoria back, but there was a catch. She turned to my parents and asked: “Are you willing to trade Margret Davis for Victoria Davis? The two will swap bodies.” My parents' faces lit up with excitement. They didn't hesitate for a second. Yes. They said the only reason they had me was because Victoria had vanished, and their mind-link with her had gone silent. I'd spent twenty years living a life that was never mine, while my sister suffered for over a decade. This was what I owed her. Then the witch turned to Liam. Victoria had gone missing b