The Real Daughter Came Back To Chill And Kill Novels & Stories

"You don't go near that thing again. Whatever she is, Jess she's not your daughter" The lights flickered. The humming grew louder. The entire chamber seemed to pulse. Then the same not-human voice whispered again from the walls: "We rebuilt one child. But she was never the only one". Jessica's breath vanished. Romeo spun around, gun raised. "Who the hell are you?!" A panel slid open behind them. Footsteps approached. Jessica turned And her world stopped. Aurora. Her real daughter. Standing there. Alive. Breathing. Eyes wide.

"She is our daughter—not some cursed relic to be hidden behind stone and warded gates!" Tarek didn't flinch. "I have stood beside you on every battlefield, Xavier. I bled under your banner. But you know I speak not out of cowardice—only survival. If she ignites something we can't extinguish..." Councilwoman Maldra leaned forward, voice like broken glass. "She may no longer be yours," she said grimly. "She may be Flame incarnate. The Codex warned of a child that remembers—not one that obeys."

Mom's face went pale. She gripped the mic, her voice shaking. "Wh-What... what is this? Is this donor cadaver really my daughter, Charlotte?" She stared at Elayne, frozen in disbelief. Elayne took a shaky breath. "Yes. The cadaver in front of you... it's Charlotte." The mic slipped from Mom's hand, slamming to the floor with a sharp, earsplitting crack. People in the audience flinched, hands flying to their ears.

she says as I look at her in surprise because all the gods and goddesses have at least one mortal descendant or child, except Nyx, at least until now I look at the guards, "I'll take it from here, tell no one about this, consider that an order from Empress Atia," I say as I walk into the castle and tell Revdea to follow me, and I lead her to the Empress's room. We get to the door of Her Majesty's room right as Venus is leaving "Oh, you're back, who's that?" she asks when she notices Revdea "This is Revdea Ubris, she says she's the daughter of Nyx, and she came here looking for a job because her father died and her uncle was trying to force her into a marriage that she did not want," I say

"Elayne! Shut your mouth! I didn't raise you just so you could humiliate me in front of the family!" "I'm the humiliation?" I stared at her. "Not you treating your own daughter like an ATM?" "Get out!" Mom shrieked, pointing at the door with a shaking finger. "You are not my daughter! Ungrateful brat! Get out and don't ever come back!" The relatives rushed to calm her down, but she'd already lost it. "Let her leave! I'll just pretend I never gave birth to her! She won't get a single penny from me! Everything I have is going to Sophie! Sophie's my real daughter!"

“Drink this.” Ana took the medicine, falling silent as Aliana leaned her head on her chest, breathing a sigh of relief. Leaning on her chest, Ana opened up, weakly coughing, “Mommy.. I’m almost dying. Don’t worry about the punishment anymore. I be okay. Don’t chain yourself to someone who won’t value you even as a mate.” Her voice was soft, too soft. It made Aliana thoughts go completely blank at the word of ‘death’ from her daughter mouth. Her heart clenched, as she trembled, forcing herself to not break down.

My real father. "Daddy, I miss you. Can you come pick me up later?" Rage burned so hot inside me, I thought it might tear me apart. I wanted to rip her to shreds. Snatch that phone. Scream the truth—I was the real daughter of the Moore family. Raine tucked her phone away, her eyes flashing cold. "But as long as you're alive, you're a threat. I can only truly be the Moore heiress once you're dead." A chill ran down my spine.

Rhea stood behind her mother, silently watching her figure with deep, enigmatic eyes. "He is my colleague," Rhea spoke calmly, "He’s aware of this situation too." "Colleague?" Maria turned to look at her daughter. She was uncertain and somewhat skeptical. Maria had been living in pain since Rhea faked her death. The former only regained her courage to continue living when her daughter returned. Maria followed her daughter’s instructions without question since her return. Whatever her daughter said, she obeyed. Maria had no other desires as long as her daughter was content. Nothing else mattered to Maria anymore.

Eira was floating before me. Her eyes were wide. “Mother?” I grabbed her hands. “There's another daughter.” Eira went completely still. Behind her, both Damiens stared at me. My daughter swallowed. “You remembered.” I shook my head. “Who is she?” Eira's lips trembled. Then she whispered the words I had never expected to hear. “She is the reason Father killed you.” I turned toward Damien. He was crying. And the original Damien had begun to laugh. Not with joy.

he grinned and she feigned ignorance “What are you talking about? Capture you for what?” A hot slap landed on her cheeks before he threw her against the stool, crashing the bottle of wine. She held her left side in pain as she struggled to keep calm despite the pain. “I know that you are the daughter of that wench I killed because she healed Oliver. So you reincarnated just to take some petty revenge? Oh no! It’s so sad that you will be dying the second time without having the opportunity to take your revenge you so much desired,” he growled at her