The Male Leads Adopted Daughter Novels & Stories

She was barely thirteen when he adopted and abandoned her in the hands of Florence and her son. The man couldn't even recognize his own adoptive daughter. Isabella swallowed on her dried throat and as she was just about to speak, Adams interrupted her. "Father, I don't think her identity is important. We should just ignore her" he said. "No one who gets to dine with the Hunts' should be tagged as unimportant, son. Learn that" The man replied harshly. Isabella was caught up and couldn't say anything anymore. The room fell into a deep silence again before Mr Hector spoke. " I think I recognize you. You're that orphan girl. The one I betrothed to my grandson" the man stated.

“That’s not him. “He’s the adopted son of the Hoffman family, Rohan Hoffman. “My wife’s first lover…” “What the hell?!”

he says as if admitting you had sold your daughter was a common practice. “No,” she replies firmly. “You owe us, Rosie,” her father says. “You were supposed to protect me! I was your daughter!” she yells into the phone. There is a brief pause before her father replies, “You were never our daughter. We had adopted you and then later learned of your defect. You are supposed to be of Alpha blood, but you are weak like an Omega,” he says as if he was not dropping a bombshell on her.

"She's just an adopted daughter. Kelly is the real daughter of Alpha Carter, and also the first-place winner of this year's talent appraisal. As an Omega, Harper was no match for Kelly's little finger." The comments and taunts around me penetrated my ears, like a sharp sword piercing my heart, shattering my pride little by little. 18 years ago, Alpha Carter and his wife Elena, the most powerful couple in the Silvergray Pack, had been childless for many years. It was then that they made a decision to adopt me as a baby, as their child. However, not long after I was adopted, Elena found herself pregnant and she soon gave birth to Kelly. After she had a daughter of her own, Elena decided to sen

Blythe stormed into Vito’s chambers, ignoring the growl from his guards. He stood before the mirror, adjusting his collar. “I’m always serious, Luna. You should know that by now.” “You’re sending an untrained omega to lead a border patrol into a ghost trail. That’s not a test; it’s a death sentence.” Vito turned slowly. “Why do you care?” Blythe froze. Too direct. Too soon. “He’s still packing.” “He’s filth.” Vito stepped closer. “Your daughter rejected him. He should’ve been cast out. But you…” His eyes narrowed. “You gave him work, clothes, favour. Why?”

In our pack, every child received a barrel of moonwine at birth, to be opened on one of the most important day of their life. When my adopted sister Rosalie and I received our college decisions, Mother gave her both her moonwine and mine. “Rosalie got into the Royal Wolf Academy,” Mother announced. “We should all celebrate her achievement.” My brother Callum brought out his own barrel, declaring, “Rosalie has made us all proud, so I’m opening mine as well.” Father poured Rosalie the first glass and raised a toast in her honor. Even my boyfriend, Julian, arrived with a bouquet of moon lilies for Rosalie. No one acknowledged me. “What about me?” I asked. Mother’s smile stiffened. “You’re the A

If he were a normal father when he heard that his daughter was in danger, he would surely be worried and anxious, but Alpha Raymond was as calm as if I was not his daughter. His cold attitude made me also freeze and choke. I nodded hesitantly. Then I suddenly remembered my mother, so I added, "I would like you to help me listen to my mother's information. She helped me escape. I'm afraid Alpha David will get angry and punish her. I don't want anything to happen to her." "I will do all your requests, but you must meet one condition." Alpha Raymond said seriously. I frowned and asked, "What condition?" My father immediately replied, "You must replace Violet in marrying Darian, son of Alpha Har

She still looked at him defensively, afraid that he'd be interested in her baby girl. Jonason asked curiously, "Since when did you two have a daughter?" "We adopted her." It was obvious that George didn't want to get into the details. He only said, "We're just bringing her here to meet you." Jonason nodded and said, "Who are her biological parents?" "We're not too sure. We're in a rush, let's get going." With that, they left. Jonason took out his mobile phone and dialed Miley's number.

My humiliation was their entertainment. “Steady her,” the voice commanded sharply, and moments later, rough hands gripped my arms, hauling me back to my feet. I wanted to scream, to fight, but my body betrayed me—weak, limp, useless. “This piece right here,” Mark began, gesturing toward me as though I were a lifeless object, “is not only the daughter of the mayor but also belongs to our retired agent Dare. This is your chance to get back at him for the things he’s done. I am certain there isn’t a single person in this room whom he hasn’t crossed.”

They dragged me into the familiar back yard I had played in, ran across, looked out at, and they dropped me in the grass as the glass porch door slid open. I looked up at David, Catrina, and another woman—her belly round, very obviously pregnant—stepping out to gaze down at me. Catrina smirked, her arms crossed. The blond pregnant woman was unaffected by me. But it was David I dreaded seeing the most, his face without emotion as he regarded the daughter he adopted, who had run away, who now meant nothing to him. “You’ve returned,” he drawled.