The Generals Daughter Novels & Stories

"That's exactly what you said. Don't regret this." ... The ballroom was warm and loud when I pushed through the heavy doors. Chandeliers blazed overhead. Father's cigar smoke curled toward the ceiling. They were celebrating—Bianca's confirmation as Blackwell heir, her takeover of the East Coast operations starting Monday. My arrival dropped the temperature in the room. Mother stood at the head table, champagne flute in hand. Her smile cracked when she saw me. "Gemma?" She set down the glass. Her hand landed on my drenched shoulder, light as dusting off a coat. "You're soaking. Why didn't you call ahead?"

"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."

I reluctantly tore my eyes away from Viktor’s, facing the crowd of people who came today. I could make out August Halifax’s mop of red hair, stylishly parted to the side. A smile formed on his face as we locked eyes, his Dad standing by his side. I wasn’t surprised to see Annalise Halifax missing, August had her on a tight leash after what had happened. August had kept in touch, giving me detailed updates on everything happening in his Kingdom. He was finally able to take the throne, his Dad proud at his side. “As kindhearted, brave, and strong as her Mother.” Dad continued, making my heart flutter from the praise. “My daughter will usher in a new era as the first Alpha Queen.”

Away from people, away from noises, away from stress and away from pressure. Being the daughter of the Mayor gave a lot of weight on my shoulder. Everyone is expecting more from me. Everyone's eyes are buried onto me. One wrong move and I am done. I've been trying to suppressed myself in public, that's why in everyone's eyes... I am the perfect daughter of the Aracosa. Ever since I was a kid, when my father started to enter politics, I felt like everything changed. I used to be a smiley cheerful teen but ever since my mother died and my father got a lot more bigger responsibility on his hand, I started to become aloof and build a huge wall to people.

She kisses my cheek before leaving, “Don't worry about it. I will see Layla and Nathan now.” My insides twist with nerves; there is no way I am leaving here without seeing Layla. Jackson won't be returning from the Alpha meeting for another couple of days; Nathan will have time to send scouts out to meet him. There is no doubt in my mind Jackson will bring a majority of his warriors with him once he picks up my scent and tracks it. I am deep in thought and don't hear the door open when the wolf scent of lilies and fresh peppermint fills the room. My heart stops. I turn slowly and see my daughter for the first time in eight years.

, you could ask me directly . I just opened it to kill time while I wait... it contained the story of my grandfather, then that of my father who, despite having one of the largest territories, had many losses. What is this? I said when I saw the last notes, where it said that my father raised his troops to confront Baltimore for the life of his only daughter, Princess Isabella... I was speechless, while I searched my memories about that event. But the years did not coincide with the age that I am, the story of his exploits in war, they were expressed in detail, for the terrible loss.

If it wasn’t for the duchess who liked Sera, would he even approach his own daughter? “Let me bring you to the basement. I think you’ll feel better once you see the legendary sword of the Fiore House,” Alejandro whispered to his crying daughter. “Was it beautiful?” Sera said as soon as she was calm. They had been walking for a while but she still couldn’t see where the basement was. “You’ll have to see for yourself, daughter.” Alejandro smiled as he stopped in front of an old-looking door. It was the last door on the ground floor and only the descendants of the Fiore lineage would be able to see it.

the father and daughter greated, at the same time they knelt down and bowed. "Stand up," he commanded calmly. When General Accientsy looked at the emperor's face, she was suddenly surprised. "He------he's the man of my dreams…" she secretly exclaimed. The father noticed her, so he immediately elbowed her, and she immediately bowed. "Thank you, emperor. I am Duke Murdoch, and she is General Accientsy, my only daughter." He Introduced. "—We were assigned by King Arran to pick you up, and protect you," General Accientsy said seriously.

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

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.