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

“She is failing almost every class, and the ones she is good at are the least important ones.” “I understand this is serious, but we need to find out where Riog is,” Aler responds. “Can you imagine what might happen if he starts looking for her?” The question surprises Calyree, but then again it doesn’t. Charleza’s name wasn’t her choice, and neither was keeping her within the territory, but crossing Rozena Ironshield would have been worse. “Your mother knew what she was doing back then. She forced us to recognize Charleza as our daughter, but we had no say in anything else. If she hadn’t threatened to disown you, that girl would have never left a trace within this territory.” Calyree respon

Seven years after reuniting with my biological family, everyone in the Morgan family still hated me. My parents couldn't stand me. No matter how hard I tried, they just told me that I could never quite shake off my poor upbringing. In their eyes, I'd never be as graceful or well-mannered as the daughter they'd raised in my place. My older brother blamed me for sending her away for an entire year after I first showed up. So when she finally moved back into the family's mansion, he guarded her like a watchdog, constantly hovering around her as if I'd bully her the second he turned his back. Even my little brother, the boy I'd practically raised myself, said she was the sister he'd always dr

" Your words suggest that there is someone behind the whole setup and when I think about questioning it my pain increases due to nervousness and tension and I can't hide it. "I am your daughter!' I cry out, feeling the liquid wet my legs. "Yes, and that's why you're going to keep your mouth shut." Say, impersonal. My vision blurs and I feel my temperature drop, leaving my hands sweaty and cold. "What's wrong with you?" Dad asks, looking fatherly for the first time. "I am not feeling well." Is all I can say before I hit the ground, feeling my consciousness slip away and all I hear before passing out is Peter's voice screaming in alarm.

[FLASHBACK] "Please have mercy on me," his wife begged him not to kill them but he Pulled the ripples on his wife's head. "Hannah! You bastard, I will kill you,!" he said trying to get off the rope on his hand. "Mommy, !" Mommy, !" her daughter suddenly came and hugged her mom's dead body while crying. "You're a bad guy Why did you kill my mom,!" his daughter said while punching the toes of the guy and running towards him. "Daddy,! They are so bad, they have killed my mom, !" her daughter cried and hugged his neck, he hold back the emotion on his face while looking at his wife. "Now keep this on your mind I'm not an ordinary man," he said before leaving them.

If she could do it then, she could just as easily use the same dirty tricks to get rid of me now. If one attempt failed, there would be a second and a third. Now that I’d secured my position at Heights Corp, holding onto its most vital secrets, it was time to settle the score for the hatred that had burned inside me for seven long years. Since returning to this city, I hadn’t stopped searching for Georgina, the housekeeper who had worked for my father’s family all those years ago. My father had told me that after Xavier’s death, Mary had immediately dismissed her.

I begged, tears streaming down my face, "Mom, please listen to me! It's not like that; why won't you just hear me out—" Before I could finish, a series of slaps left me dazed, stars dancing in my vision. As she paused to catch her breath, her voice cut through the air, cold and sharp. "How did I end up with such a shameless daughter? You're the third wheel, and you're accusing her of being the other woman! Get out of my face! I don't have a daughter as pathetic as you!"

"Welcome back, sister. We've been waiting for you to wake up." Here, in this family with no shared blood, I felt a warmth I hadn't known in years. I slowly sat up, feeling the strength returning to my body. "Mom," my voice was calm and firm, "from this day forward, Alessia Moretti is dead." "I am your daughter." The moment the words left my lips, I felt a sense of release I had never known. The girl who humbled herself for her family, the woman tormented by poison, the daughter wronged by her loved ones. She was dead.

" His grip was brutal, my wrist aching under the pressure. Lyra pushed herself up from the floor. Instead of crying, she dashed into the storage room. When she came back out, she was holding a dagger left behind by my father, Cecil Conall. It was a hunting dagger inlaid with obsidian, its blade edged with a faint, silvery glow. Lyra raised the weapon that was far too heavy for her with trembling hands. Yet, her gaze was steady and filled with a cold, murderous intent that didn't belong to a pup her age. "Dad, let go of Mom." Kael froze. "Lyra, put the dagger down," I said.

"She's not our daughter," I stared into the eyes of the woman in the memory, my blood turning to ice. I knew what happened next. I had forgotten it for a reason. She slowly turned to look at me, here in this moment. Then she whispered, "You finally came back to kill your own daughter."

He straightened his tie, smoothed down his hair and turned to face the audience. “My fellow alphas,” he began, his voice smooth and charming, a smile plastered on his face, “This just goes to show that Malcom Murray would go to any lengths to avoid following the Council’s will and mating my daughter. To fabricate such tales…” He didn’t get to finish his thought. The main entrance doors to the hall burst open and Natalia Reacher, wild-eyed and covered in dried blood stormed in. “You!” She screeched, pointing at her father, “You murdered my pup, you bastard!”