The Unseen Daughter Novels & Stories

"What he did to me was real—" "And unprovable without your testimony, which you will retract." She held my eyes. "Or I will sit down with Brett Temples and tell him everything. That Ziva was his daughter. That she lived seven years without him knowing she existed. That she died without him ever holding her." She paused. "Imagine him finding that out. Not from you, gently, in the right moment. From me. Here. Tonight. It will only take one phone call." I felt the chair under me. The ties at my wrists. The cold of the room.

“Marian left this with me in case the will surfaced.” Eleanor swears softly under her breath. Interesting again. “What does it open?” Aurora asks. “A deposit box at Crown Union Bank. Registered under Elena Sinclair’s maiden signature and Adrian Reed’s private code phrase.” Clara pauses. “Marian said if the affidavit ever came out, the key went to the visible daughter.” All eyes shift to Aurora. I feel it happen before I see her react. She hates that wording now, visible daughter. I can’t blame her. “Why me?” she asks. “Because whatever is inside was left for the one who could still move in daylight without being questioned for existing.”

He was looking at his daughter's eyes, and his face was the face of a man watching his house burn down. "It didn't work," he said quietly. To nobody. "She's not cured. None of them are cured." "It worked," said Sigrun. "Just not the way you wanted." Against the wall, in a wooden chair, with a chain round her ankle, a white-haired woman lifted her head. Her eyes were silver too. Fainter. Like a lamp only just lit. "Where is she?" she said. "Where's my daughter?" Nobody answered. I looked at the open iron door. At the black stair going down. I reached for the thread under my ribs and for one terrible moment I couldn't find it.

"Because it's none of your business, Aidan. This is absurd. Why would you even think that?" "Because I've seen her," he replied. "She looks just like you." Karina's heart skipped a beat. "What do you mean, you've seen her?" “I told you that I saw a girl the other time, right?” "You're a fool. You saw someone else and mistook her for my daughter.” “Okay then. That means you've got a daughter. I did some digging about you. You've got a daughter you're keeping from the public, especially me because I am—"

The days after the funeral clouded together for Daniela, a mixture of grief and confusion . Her father's words kept ringing in her brain." You're no longer my daughter " She sat alone in the mansion, staring at the rain falling in the windows. The house felt colder, and emptier than ever. Alexander had been absent for most of the day, busy with meetings he refused to discuss . Daniela felt like a prisoner, not just of the house but of her own mind. Not long after, A maid appeared holding a small envelope. " This just arrived, ma. And it is stated urgent. Daniela collected the envelope from the maid and waited for the maid to go.

It felt like a challenge, or perhaps a warning . I lean back on the chair, thinking about the list and everything seems so strange. allot of secret surrounded me, the Hayes family the powerful family is full of secret and I really need to find out more. I have been kept in the dark for long. before my father was killed he told me that he was trying to save Leo Levine daughter, but as he was about to do that he saw some men with a group of girls in the car, Leo Levine daughter was running away from those men. my father said that those men used there car and hit Leo Levine daughter but when my father rush there she was already dead, when Leo Levine men arrived. seeing the girl's body laying In

Her words haunt me like a needle to the skin but I had to calm my nerve not to get angry at her over what she spoke out "Mother, it's for the good of the company I have signed the contract" "I just want to know if they have a daughter," "Is she crippled, disabled?" I was so inquisitive to know about the hidden daughter. She keeps silent on me and then responds after a few minutes "They have one beautiful lady alive but… " She stays mute again I was eager to know the rest of the story "the daughter is rare in one kind" she finally spoke out "but she does not associate with others; she is living in her world"

The daughter answered me, causing me to look at her. "What do you mean?" I asked her. "She's going to kill Zas because she found out she can't control her mind, and we hid you immediately. She looked for you, and we almost reached her. Well, Drake and Erika caught her." My daughter answered me and said that Sheena had a suspicion that I was the reason for Zas’s change, even though there was no truth. We both ate, and my daughter said that Rufus was hiding from us with his accomplices. David's friend, who is one of the accomplices of the enemies imprisoned with Sheena.

“You were my daughter.” Evelyn looked away. For years, she had imagined her father. She had imagined what he would look like. How he would speak. Whether he would be proud of her. She had never imagined meeting him like this. Surrounded by secrets. With a possessed husband. A missing mother. A dead brother who wasn’t dead. A sister made from her own mind. And a door that should never have existed. She wiped her tears. “I don’t know you.” Lucian nodded.

Untouchable. But the mirror had caught her off guard. For a split second, the woman she saw wasn’t untouchable at all. She was a woman who had stood in front of a painting at midnight and felt her armor splinter. The studio was quiet, save for the distant hum of traffic outside and the occasional drip of paintwater sliding down the sink. Alex hadn’t intended to start a new piece tonight. He was supposed to be resting after back-to-back commissions. But the news of Sophia standing in front of Unseen refused to leave him.