The Daughter She Chose Novels & Stories

"I know I shouldn't be doing this but I can't help it ,I want the both of you in my life ,I love you Jade I also love my daughter with my whole life no matter what she did ,but right now I think that I just have to do this I know my daughter too well. She would never accept you no matter what you do or no matter what happens ,she's still going to do what she has in her mind . I know I don't deserve any of this but who I am I just want my happiness. I had Been living my whole life all these years and looked after her as my daughter but never had I thought that a day like this would come. ,I know that I love her so much and I could do anything for her but I think this is where we say goodbye D

she stared up at me wide eyed, trying not to sniffle. I want to scream. What kind of question is that? How do you think I am? How could you do this to me? To us? To our daughter? But I can’t. The words won’t come out, and no matter how much pain I’m feeling in this moment; my heart still belongs to her. Felicity has and will always be the love of my life. I made a choice that I can't go back on. Even now. “We lost three of our own,” my words came out void of emotion.

“As you know, Casey was chosen to participate in the Choosing Night, but she doesn’t want to go. Not when she already has Chase.” Like earlier when I got framed, I didn’t like where this was going. “Yes. And?” “The contents of the letter stated that the strongest she wolf of the Downfall Pack is selected to participate in this year’s Choosing Night. And that based on the Hecate Pack’s research on this pack, the strongest she wolf this year is my daughter. However, they gave no name as to which daughter was to attend.” My eyes widened as I caught on to his plan. Don’t tell me he was…

"I just want to apologize for everything that has been happening to us these past few days. The fighting, the secrets... all of it. And I want to tell you that I'm choosing you. I'm choosing you over Leo." For a moment, I just stared at her. Then, a rush of pure, hot joy flooded my chest. She chose me. She picked her daughter over some boy. Everything inside me that had been tight and angry suddenly loosened. "What changed, Mom?" I asked, a slow smile spreading on my face. "Because, to be honest, I was just about to start a war." I saw it then— a flicker of something in her eyes. Fear? Worry? But it was gone quickly.

The judge said, "You've done many good things in your past life, so you may choose your next life." I stared at him in disbelief. He led me to where I could choose my new life when I heard a commotion nearby. I looked over to see Summer. I did not expect to see her there. Another judge pointed at her and said, "You've done too many terrible things. You can dream about having another life." I finally felt relieved. Summer had truly gotten what she deserved. Since I had free choice of my next life, I chose to be a child in an ordinary family. The judge said that it was too small of a request.

Elaine’s daughter standing between worlds with dragon gold in her blood and my hand around hers. My father looked at me, and for one second, the survivor was gone again. Only my father remained. “You chose her?” my father asked. “Yes,” I answered. Nyra’s fingers tightened around mine. “And she chose me,” I added. My father looked back at Nyra. His eyes softened painfully. “I am glad,” my father said.

I stood there listening. "Get your daughter to do what needs to be done. Otherwise, time will be up and there'd be no way of her returning to you." I heard Adona say. "She will, trust me." My father responded. "I was sure it was your granddaughter that would become one of those...beings. Luckily, it didn't work out. Apparently, this new Chosen is of impeccable stock." I frowned. My father scoffed. "I care for none of that. I would've preferred Sierra being a Chosen. Then we'd have the biggest piece, to our situation, solved."

He looked confused. The girl stepped closer. You didn't know me. You couldn't save me. You couldn't choose me. And yet you kept choosing life. Even when life hurt you. Even when people you loved disappeared. Even when you could have stayed inside another reality where everything was perfect. You still came back. Ethan looked at his daughter. The girl followed his gaze. And she did too. Ethan's daughter smiled. She didn't choose me. She chose herself. Exactly. The girl looked toward the newborn.

My daughter and my husband’s godson were diagnosed with acute leukemia at the same time. The doctors said a banked cord-blood unit could save a life. His foster sister, Rebecca Sloan, knelt in front of me with her son in her arms and begged until her voice gave out. “Claire, please, let Leo have the cord blood. His father died right after he was born and I never banked any of my own. Have some pity on the two of us. “Leo is the only child I have. I’m begging you. Save him.” I refused outright. I was not going to gamble with my daughter’s life. Then, on the morning of my daughter’s treatment, my husband, Ethan Hale hit me with his car and left me critically injured. The wheels went ove

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