The Secret Daughter Book Novels & Stories

Then, she shoved all her books into the bag, including the ones she had stolen from Gregon’s bookshelf. Suddenly, her room door was pushed open and the large form of her father appeared. “Are we going somewhere?” he asked her. “Aren’t you supposed to be asleep?” Frya, who had whirled around at the sudden intrusion and now, her books laid scattered on the ground, smiled a what she presumed was a sweet smile. “But the Mahi Riders are in town and you need me in the secret place.” Her father walked into the room and sat on her bed, looking like a mountain on a very tiny island. Frya gathered her books and arranged them in her bag.

was the last thing he said before I decided to drop the call. Why did I even bother asking my father for something I knew he wouldn't do? My father is a powerful man and yes, I decided to leave his wing and live as a normal person because of Theo Delfin. Theo did not come from a wealthy family and I have no problems with that. Back then, I liked him too much and I knew he would not even dare look at me if he knew who I am. In order for him to notice me, I pretended to be someone else. In this world, I am not Saskia Smithsonia. I am Valerie Damer -- using my mother's maiden name. To Theo, I am someone who is exactly like him.

I couldn’t speak until I was eight years old. Everyone in the Sterling family called me dumb. Even my mother would secretly wipe away tears, convinced she had given birth to an autistic daughter. Whenever my father looked at me, his eyes were filled with nothing but disappointment. However, for the sake of the family’s reputation, he could never bring himself to send me away to a special education school. Then came the day someone from a prominent hedge fund company arrived to acquire our family company, Sterling Group. He was so arrogant that he chewed out everyone in the boardroom until all of them hung their heads low. The room full of corporate executives fell silent, too terrified to

I grinned like an idiot and took the stuffed flower bouquet from Elayne. "Thanks." Then I went quiet, eyes glued to my phone. Elayne slid her hand over the screen. "Don't look at that." I shook my head. "It's fine. I'm not mad." The camera zoomed in—Mom and some girl in the pic. Caption: [Valentine's Day with my daughter, Tia.] Elayne gave me that look—like she was trying to read my mind. I forced a smile. "I know her. Tia was in the bed next to Dad. She's an orphan. Got better thanks to donations.

He left with his head bowed, like a man walking out of church. Elena arrived two days later, all perfume and pearls and the firm hug only a woman who has survived this world knows how to give. “Business brought me to the city,” she said, but her eyes were wet the moment she saw my daughter. “Dio mio, look at her. A Bonanno nose and your smile.” She spread a silk scarf on the floor and sat crisscross like a schoolgirl, letting tiny hands rearrange her bracelets. She asked about naps and snacks and favorite songs, then looked at me only when I looked at her—careful not to trespass, careful to be kind.

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

My father cautiously asks Alpha Nico stops pacing and lets out a sigh "I will answer whatever questions he has, it's time for the truth" My father simply nods in agreement as Alpha Nico finally takes a seat in the arm chair next to the sofa. "Look I know it's not my place to question you Alpha Nico, but I have to ask why so many secrets? I know you want to keep her safe but is this really keeping her safe? She has an enemy that she doesn't even know about? She's the target for reasons completely unknown to her or anyone else, we need to know what where really up against and why" I keep my tone as calm as possible so as not to anger him

She couldn’t help but wonder what other secrets Catherine was keeping, and she couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more than she knew. One day, Catherine approached Ariana again. “I have something to show you,” she said. “Something that will change everything.” Ariana was hesitant, but her curiosity got the better of her. She followed Catherine to a secluded part of the forest, where Catherine revealed a hidden cave. Inside the cave was a chest, and inside the chest was a book. “What is it?.” “It contains everything you need to know about your father.” “He is not my father!,” she reminded her, vexed.

Lily’s secret was unspoken, but her daughter stood there, a silent bellwether of yesteryear love and trust. Weeks turned to days in the office corridors that had taken on the whispers of a scandal that threatened to bring down their very foundation. Ella moved around these halls with grace that hid turmoil within her. This, however, remained unanswered; even though she kept it locked up inside her heart as a sign of sweet hate she once had for lily.

The barrel is pointed at Liam. "Step away from her," my father says. His voice is gravel and rust. "This does not concern you." Liam does not move. His body is a wall between me and the barrel. "She concerns me," he says. My father smiles. It does not reach his eyes. "So I have heard. You have my daughter in your bed. You have my secrets in your safe. You have my ghost in your head." He tilts his head. "You are just like your father. Always taking what does not belong to you."