The General's Daughter Novels & Stories

My father never wasted words. So when he called Damon into his office that morning, I knew something was wrong. I wasn’t supposed to be there. But I lingered outside the door, ear pressed against the polished wood, heart thundering in my chest. “I don’t like what I saw at the gala,” my father’s voice was sharp, cold, the same tone he used on employees who didn’t last long afterward. “You touched my daughter. In front of everyone.” My blood turned to ice.

"You're wrong. No matter how much this world tries to stop me—no matter how you try to erase or alter my memories—you'll never win as long as I still remember Mary." Gabriel subconsciously took a step backward and released his hold on my wrist. "Where are you going?" he roared. "I already told you that you're not allowed to go anywhere without my permission!" Just then, the interrogation room door slammed open. The young police officer looked ecstatic as he dashed into the room, breaking up the suffocating confrontation between Gabriel and me. "We've found her, Ms. Wilson! We found your daughter on the amusement park's surveillance footage!"

"Mom, the precious daughter you loved for 20 years wasn't a heiress who got switched at birth. She was never a Howe. She was the maid's kid. The real Lilith was swapped out at birth and left to freeze to death in the snow. "That maid forged the keepsake and staged the reunion so that her daughter could live a good life. And for the sake of appearances, for a so-called perfect child, you didn't even bother with a DNA test. You welcomed her with open arms while treating your real daughter like dirt."

Even though it's normal for men to have a lot of women in his house, she still can't accept it. She! The proud daughter of the most powerful General of the Empire cannot share her man to another women! Thus, she fleed with her two most trusted female servants, who she treated as her own siaters in the night when everyone's asleep except for the guards guarding the Estate but who was she? She is the Daughter of a respected General so even though she is a female, she was still trained by her father and brothers in the art of fighting, her maid also are not normal. In the dark night three slender figures can be seen running from the Left Prime Minister's Estate to the General Manor.

Sayori’s lips curled into a sinister smile without missing a beat, she said: “I am not your daughter.” As she struck the general’s chest using her spear. The general looked at her as he choked on his own blood. He stopped moving, his motionless body was cast aside as Sayori pulled out the spear from his chest. She dropped the spear on the ground and she turned to me.

The blood on Sarah's face drained as she crawled backwards, “no, you…you can't do that, my father would kill you, he would kill you for this!” “Should I start from this one.” I smirked, pulling at her ring finger. “Fine, fine!!!Let me call my assistant, let me call my assistant!” Sarah scrambled to get her phone. Hmmm! Something was wrong? Was this how a daughter of a general should behave?

It’s been years since the theatre laid out the thick red velvet carpet, but what’s disappointing was they couldn't distinguish the child or the woman's identity standing a few meters away from them. Who are they? What's happening? When their prying eyes caught a glimpse of the general's car logo from afar, they paled. No, the media company where they had worked will go bankrupt once they had not taken the general's order by heart. No none-sense headlines related to his family or else he would bring hell to anyone who dared to ignore his words as he speaks. That was the death dealing words the general said in a public conference related to the recent scandal of his beloved daughter that broug

I open my eyes on even more and I watch the exchange between the General and his precious daughter. “Now, Vanessa. Don’t you dare say things like that.” He tries to scold his daughter, but she shakes her head in frustration. “You are not hearing me, dad! You never do! And this time, I am beyond serious! Two freaking hours.” She says and then she walks away. The General cusses loudly as he pulls the roots of his silver hair in anger. “I can take him back.” Jack volunteers and the General gives him a nod and runs after his daughter.

“She sometimes attends these meetings to learn, like you. Her father had it cleared with Warrick.” I would stomp my foot and throw a temper tantrum if I could. “Pay attention,” Garret whispers to me. I know Colt just told me, but I ask Garret anyway. “Why is she here?” “She’s the daughter of one of the generals and wishes to learn the ways of war, so she sometimes attends.” “And you’re going to let her?” “Yes. Why? What’s the problem?” “Nothing,” I say, looking away and pouting.

"There you go, bitch. A nice little gift from me. So...what fun games should we play next, hm?" "I'll take her." The soldier's and Sergei's gaze both swung sharply toward the General. The General had already decided - the young blonde reminded him too much of his daughter. Instinct had kicked in, really, made the decision for him. He wouldn't leave her with these men for a moment longer. Not if he could help it.