The Daughter She Chose Novels & Stories

He had no way of knowing which one was his, he never got the chance to see her before she was whisked away, and even if he did, he couldn't possibly save his daughter's life at the expense of another innocent life. "You've got only 5 seconds left," Liam announced with a certain glee coating his face, and in that moment, Asher made his decision. "I choose both of them," he announced just as the beeps stopped and the men in black turned to Charlotte for her decision, "you never said I couldn't choose both. I choose both of them." "One of them isn't even yours" "That doesn't matter anymore because I chose both of them, now give me my daughters. I have made my choice."

I locked eyes with big blue orbs that stared back at me. “Yes, baby?” “You haven’t chosen one?” She asked and bounced her legs softly. I nodded and ran my eyes over the titles on the card and I continued reading, I gradually realized that they weren’t just titles, they were a list of my favorite books. “Choose one!” “Um,” I pulled myself out of my thoughts and smiled at her. “I think I will go for um, Me before you. That one that, um, number three.” I rushed out because my daughter looked intimidating when she was frustrated or annoyed. Moore like her father. Unfortunately, she was nothing like me. But fortunately, she was everything like the best person in my life.

« So you expect me to believe that you from all people want the good for my daughter. I don’t believe you. My daughter is precious to me like the rest of my family. You can’t expect me to surrender while I know that you will enslave her. » « I would never do that. Besides, she is too beautiful to deserve a harsh life. I can’t deny that when I first heard about her abilities, I wanted her to side with me, and I didn’t expect to get rejected. Your daughter is too strong; you cannot pin her down. She would become stronger next to me. » « My daughter has the right to choose whatever she wants, and she didn’t choose you. »

“So Phoenix, weakened me? That is why it took me so long to break from it then? And that’s why the others couldn’t wake up by themselves too?” The blinding white smile of hers reappeared. “You’re getting it. Yes, in all honesty, you should never have woken, it should have taken much longer than four years. That’s why Mrs Velt was so interested in you. She was shocked that someone with that gift she has been researching for so many years was so close. Daughter of an I.L. agent. Someone that we all fought with back in the days.” “What, my dad?” “Yes. He was one of the best.”

Her mother asked with a shrill laugh that pierced the air, “They are the creation to be ended and to make all of the rest more prosperous. Now David pick the other one since your father can’t choose and he stalled four years.” Deanna remembered David coming closer and looking them over. He reached out and picked the other version of her. “This one Mother. This one will live here. The other is the chosen one.” “Are you sure?” her mother asked as he moved closer to the two. “They are mine.” David said. “this one will live here and the other will be used later.”

I should have been exhilarated, enveloped in the joy of my daughter’s new beginning, but the knot in my stomach refused to untie itself. The dress hung on a hanger, delicate lace catching the morning light. Sophie had chosen it herself—classic, elegant, yet youthful. She would be radiant. I knew that. And I wanted to feel only happiness for her. I did. But the shadow of Ryan’s presence hovered behind every thought, unbidden and unwelcome, yet impossible to ignore.

Her wet face was purple from suffocation, covered in snot and tears. "Cough, cough... You're crazy! I'm Damien's daughter! My dad is a CEO!" Even in this state, Lily's eyes were venomous, like a rabid wild cat. "You dare touch me? When my dad comes to get me, I'll have him kill your whole families! I'll put you all in prison!" "CEO?"

That caught me by surprise, and then my heart ached. My daughter used to adore Timothy, even though he'd barely shown up, and even if he did, he never smiled at her. When I found out Timothy hadn't forgotten about his first love, I asked my daughter, very subtly, if she wanted to leave with me. And she cried, every single time. "I love you and Dad, Mom. Why can't we stay together?" So I didn't get a divorce for Tabitha's sake.

I knew her better than anyone. But for the first time, I couldn't read what she was thinking. (Victoria's POV) I stood at the cliff's edge, paralyzed by an impossible choice. The moonlight illuminated both my daughters, hanging suspended over the abyss. Katherine - the child I had raised, loved, and cherished for sixteen years. And Eliza - my true flesh and blood, the daughter I had rejected without ever giving her a chance. "Choose," the cult leader demanded again, his eyes gleaming with malice. "Your time is running out."

“No my dear, the Council is my family now. That is enough.” She lifts her goblet again and drinks. Leah smiles too. But I know that’s a lie, a perfect, and practiced one. Because I remember. I remember that she made the cgoice between duty and love, the throne or ger family. And she chose the throne. I also know something she doesn’t. I know her daughter didn’t die that night. Her daughter lived. She was hidden, and was raised by strangers. And now that girl sits on my lap, smiling, clueless. And neither of them know it. Not yet