The Lost Daughter Novels & Stories

I can still see her, her skin pale, her lips chapped, and her white-blonde hair that used to be shiny and soft now ashen and dry. It had all started when my daughter went missing. My world had been turned upside down, and the only thing that kept me going was the hope that I'd find her soon. And found her I did, in the hands of an assassin who had been hired by Alpha Darius, Nyx's proud foolish father who was good at outstepping his boundaries.

“Just pack your things and leave. I, Alpha Adam Lyons, forever banish you, Emily Charlene Lyons from the Blue Moon pack. If you return back to Blue Moon land, you will be placed in the cells until execution.” Easton let out a murderous growl, and my eyes went wide with shock. “Daddy…why?” Why would my father banish me for finding and marking my fated mate? Before I could even ask the question, my mother was glaring at me. “I never should have accepted you as my daughter. You’re just as terrible as your whore of a mother.” She snarled before walking away.

“What’s so urgent?” Bernard chuckled weakly and shook his head. “It’s good news, of course.” Narrator’s POV: Bernard had lost much in life: power, mobility, time, but the one loss that had haunted him for decades was his daughter. Losing track of her had carved a wound he never fully recovered from. And every day in this hospital bed, he feared he might leave the world before finding her again. “Austin has found a lead to my daughter,” Bernard said proudly, his eyes shining with hope.

she says "I wish I didn't have to marry him if my mother wasn't the daughter of Hera I wouldn't have to but she is and my father is Hades so I have some of the powers of both My father and my grandmother and they want a strong Empress who has the blood of Hera so I have to I wish I could be with Soren because I love him" I say as I start crying Laguna walks up to me and hugs me. I'm just glad everyone else is in class so they don't see me crying

A bone-chilling shriek ripped the night. Chloe went limp in the freezing mud. Like all her bones were pulled out. She let out an inhuman wail. Like a mad mother wolf backed into a corner. She violently tore at her perfect hair. Her sharp nails gouging deep, bloody tracks into her own face. "My daughter! My daughter isn't dead! You're all lying!" She thrashed in the dirt wildly. Voice hoarse and desperate. Totally out of her mind. She lost her proud privileges. Lost the pack's protection. Lost her only daughter.

Lyra screamed. No! She rushed toward the place where her daughter had stood. Nothing. The child was gone. The darkness laughed. One down. Lyra's eyes filled with rage. Bring her back. No. Bring her back! The darkness whispered: You want your daughter? Lyra raised her sword. Yes. Then come inside. The darkness opened a giant mouth beneath the golden ground. Lyra stared into it. And inside the darkness... she saw her daughter. Alive. But standing beside someone else.

exchanging looks with his wife, David clears his throat to say, “Uh, well…Henry. Your daughter has taken to the other mansion for the housework. She might be back in a few days.” Henry continues to speak in a respectful tone, “She needs to say goodbye to her mother. My wife died this morning -” Upon hearing this, Miranda put a hand on her heart, taking one look at David whose facial expression also changed. David takes a deep sigh, he prefers to take his daughter back home so that she can attend the funeral. “Well, here the thing, Henry…” David braced himself before he finally blurted out, “Your daughter is lost.”

"What's going on? If you want me to help you, you have to tell me everything, from the beginning." "All right." - He took a sip of his whiskey and began to speak: - "My daughter has been missing since that day I told you about. I thought she was out on some adventure with her boyfriend, but he was found dead and I haven't heard from her since. This morning I received a video call and she was all bloody and screaming for help. I could not locate the location and no sound other than her desperate screams. I need you to help me locate the damn address. I can't lose my only daughter, I have already lost my son and I couldn't bear another pain." "Was the video sent to your cell phone?"

she whispered, her voice reverent, almost afraid. I stared back at her, breathless, shaken. “What mark? What are you talking about?” “The Alpha’s mark,” she murmured, her voice thin and wavering. “The one that belongs to the lost daughter.” I couldn’t breathe. Her words made no sense, yet they reverberated through me with everything she said. The Alpha? A missing daughter? Me? I struggled to sit up, my head spinning with disbelief. “Missing daughter? What are you saying?”

And if nobody cared about her, what was the point of keeping her? "So I helped you get rid of her. "Really, you should be thanking me." Vera's arrogant laughter echoed through the interrogation room. Dad clutched his chest and collapsed. *** My parents seemed to age overnight. Mom couldn't handle losing both daughters. Her mind broke, and she was eventually admitted to a psychiatric facility. As for the thirty million Vera paid the kidnapper, her own accounts didn't have enough. So she stole Dad's company credentials and sold confidential client files.