The Secret Daughter Novels & Stories

“She should be almost five years old now.” Daphne's fingers slowly tightened around the edge of the table. Nadia's daughter was alive. A slow, dangerous smile appeared on her lips, if Nadia had a daughter, then there was more to her past than anyone knew and Daphne intended to uncover every single detail. For the first time since she learned Nadia was a true Laurent, Daphne saw another opportunity. She had already found Nadia's biggest secret and she was going to find the one thing that could completely destroy her.

She didn't forget about the woman who was there from the start. "I mean, YOUR DAUGHTER, MELISSA MILLAR OR SHOULD I SAY MELISSA JONES." She said in a clear voice while looking at that corner with a smirk. "Melissa, you can come out now. It must be so hard to stay in the dark, right?" She said with a smirk and soon enough the woman from the dark came in the light and removed the shawl from her face. There she was! Melissa Millar, the MM Queen or should she say Melissa Jones, Richard's hidden daughter.

I shifted my gaze to the young girl next to her. I examined her overall appearance. Based on her posture, she could be a model. But I want to see if she has any experience and a portfolio first. Then I looked at the young girl beside her, who was clueless about what's happening. My lips curved up as I gazed at her beautiful and innocent face. Is what I'm seeing true? The little girl looks like Mikaela Mayell, Travis' ex-girlfriend. Is this girl her daughter? Based on her age, she is not far from Trishana's age.

It made perfect sense. I chuckled when I pictured McKenna with her hands on her hips, explaining why I should accept her as my daughter right away. I called my best friend Harry. He was also my attorney and the only one I trusted with personal and business matters. "What's with the emergency meeting?" Harry asked as he rushed into the living room. "I need your advice on something," I said. "There's this girl, McKenna. She showed up at my doorstep and claimed to be my daughter. She says her mother is Tatiana Henry." I explained the situation to Harry, my voice barely above a whisper.

She shook her head, “I don’t want to know. I don’t want to know anymore. You are not my angel anymore. I don’t know who you are, but you aren’t my angel. I will NOT become a part of this, I’m getting my daughter and we are leaving. She will NOT be raised in the lifestyle of the mafia. You can say she will never know but those kinds of secrets ALWAYS come to light one way or another and I will NOT have her become the target of your enemies. If you really know me like you say you do, then you would already know that I would NEVER let you care for me with blood tainted money. The fact that you thought you could just shows how well you DON’T know me at all. I will keep your secret but don’t come

I rose to my feet and got down from the small podium, approaching her as I continued, "But in order for that to happen, you have a part to play in it." She returned her gaze to me and exclaimed, "Whatever it is, Your Majesty, I am willing to do it. I can do anything to see that my daughter becomes well again." "Good," I replied and fixed my gaze on Nuella. "Please, tell her what you told us." Nuella nodded in response and turned towards Athena's mum, "You have a secret you are hiding, one which can help save your daughter's life." Athena's mother narrowed her eyes in confusion, "Secret? I don't understand," she said, shaking her head.

**A Daughter’s Secret** The morning sunlight spilled into Isabelle and Andrew’s home, casting a warm glow over their tranquil surroundings. Yet, Isabelle couldn’t shake the growing unease that had settled in her heart. Her daughter, Liliana, was changing in ways that defied explanation. At just three months old, she appeared closer to a three-year-old, her body developing far beyond normal growth patterns.

"Damn!, fox... i remember everything. THE SECRET MEET UP* The night was heavy with silence. Tate sat across from Richard in his living room, her hands trembling as she placed the folded DNA papers on the table between them. Her eyes were swollen, her face drained of life. Tate voice quivering “Richard… I can’t hide it anymore. I did the test years ago, just after Pearl was born. Adrian isn’t her father. You are.” The words dropped like stones in the room. Richard froze, staring at the papers with wide eyes. His breath hitched, and for the first time in years, he looked rattled. Richard: “…What did you just say?” “She’s your daughter. Pearl is yours, Richard… Not Adrian’s. I carried this secr

We both turned back to my Dad who nodded and continued. "When I found the lake, I immediately showed my Dad, who at the time was the Alpha. I was just barely coming of the age to take over the pack and I hadn't found your mother yet. Anyways, that's when my Dad finally shared the secret with me. Now it will be your secret. The Silver Throne Queen made an agreement with my father after he had discovered the lake. The barrier, or allusion can sometimes be fickle. When the Silver Throne had to relocate, they couldn't take the lake of course, so they disguised it as you now know." This information has my head spinning and again, more questions arise. Leon raises his hand, as if he were a student

"Life happens." His brow arched. "But why the secrecy? No one knows what the President’s daughter looks like." Lydia’s expression darkened. "You must have heard about the tragedy ten years ago, right? My father had four children. One was poisoned, another died in an accident, and the youngest was kidnapped. Her body washed up on the beach." Rowan exhaled sharply. "That's... horrific." Lydia nodded "All within a year." His fingers tightened around his glass. "How did you survive?"