The Wrong Daughter Book Review Novels & Stories

he stepped forward and then pointed at his daughter before saying, “You are my daughter and you are going to do everything that I tell you. I am sure that you do not wish to see our pack getting ruined now do you?” Daniella bit her lip while staring at her father. “I know that you feel bad about this but the world is for the fittest to survive, Dani,” stated her father with a smile. “If you make that man roll in the sheets with you, it is not you who were the one in wrong it was that witch who was too weak and couldn’t keep her man. You won over her man because you were stronger and more charming than her, why do you have to feel bad ? Just listen to me, alright?”

“Yes, I am! I’m never in the wrong!” “Joniss...” Jaelyn suddenly felt that maybe her daughter was in the wrong. Her daughter was beaten up by Joshua because she had provoked him in the first place. Maybe she had gotten what she deserved at all. Everything that had happened after that was also because of Joniss. Even Jaelyn was beginning to think that it was Joniss mistake. “Mom, what did I do wrong? It's all his fault, all his fault! I hate him!” Joniss burst into tears. The despair that she had felt in the A****n flashed before her eyes. She was almost robbed of her chastity and it was all because of Joshua. If it weren’t for Joshua, how could she have done that?

He deadpanned and stormed off immediately, his arm brushing Daniella’s shoulder in the process. Without turning around, Daniella’s shoulders slumped as if the world has really come to an end. As if the agony of her feelings were as heavy as the weight of the world and they have crashed on her. ********** *A real and dependable father will not shag his own daughter, he will never spread his daughter’s legs and have his dick buried there bottomless. A responsible father will assist me to clear my eyes to see some other men out there, not giving in to my desire,

It was a hand written book filled with scraps and notes, most of it was in such poor handwriting that I struggled deciphering many of the words but from what I could make out, this book or more journal, had belonged to our late Luna's ancestors. It was filled with tips on how to control the magic within, sketches of great mythical beasts and a tattered family tree dating back thousands of years. What captured my interest most was that the start of the family tree held no werewolves, only witches. It also became increasingly obvious that this book ended with our late Lunas mother. How is it that Elder Micha came to possess such a thing? Luna Talia couldn't have been the one to give him it if

After I outright rejected the Duke's daughter to the Duke's face, my father and I had countless arguments following that day. Once we got to the Sparrow estate, I quickly left the carriage. It was like gasping for air and then finally getting it. I helped my mother out of the carriage and my father followed after her. We followed my father into the building and into the dining area. As we entered the dining room the Sparrow family stood and bowed to us. Once my father sat, the rest of us in the room followed. The flushed daughter immediately caught my eye. She was a beauty to behold. Her red hair was vibrant and her cheeks were rosie despite her pale complexion. I would have tried to marry h

I was the host that day, yet I didn't receive a single glance from my mother, as if I were her enemy instead of her daughter. During a break, I went to the restroom and accidentally overheard a conversation between Wendy and her friend. Her tone was smug, as if she had pulled off some grand feat. "Luckily, your uncle holds a high position at that old witch's company and helped me gather her preferences! Now that I've successfully become her daughter, you all can expect some benefits in the future!" Her friend chimed in, "I heard she hates pick-me girls, so you'd better not get caught! Haha… just thinking about how easy it is to manipulate that old hag makes me laugh!"

“Don’t refer to her as just his ex, mother.” “But she is.” Her voice was cold, certain. “Adrian, you’ve always been the disciplined one,” she continued, stepping closer. “The steady one. Don’t let a girl undo that. Don’t let her unravel you.” “She isn’t undoing me,” I said, perhaps too quickly. Margaret’s gaze narrowed, lips curving in the faintest of smirks. “You sound like your father when you say that.” The words landed like a slap. She pressed on. “You think I can’t see it? The way you look at her, the way your temper snaps when her name is mentioned? She’s a distraction. And distractions are dangerous.”

"This isn't about taking sides, Mother. This is about recognizing what is right and wrong, and living for what is right. I'm tired of constantly having to explain that to you. As of yet, you're too stuck in your head, in your terrible manner of thinking, worshipping blood and status, rather than embracing what is good, pure, and true. And I am sick of it." "I don't care what pathway of redemption you think you are on, but there is nothing right and pure and true about this girl. She's literally the worst thing that could have happened to you. And see now, just look, my daughter is nowhere to be found and it's no one's fault, except hers."

I had been a fool to be manipulated by them when we were much younger and look where it landed me? I never for once considered my daughter a mistake, she just came from the wrong woman and it was my fault. If I had known better, it would have been Caroline who would love her and the only problems we'd be having was too much affection not lack of love or a form of a weapon. "Your attempt at a scandal was weak and pathetic," I spat before gulping down the whiskey that burned my throat. I saw the fucking news and I knew immediately who was juvenile enough to pull that off.

"I never told you anything, even when you made a mistake, I avoided it, but not anymore. From now on, you will have to suffer the punishment for every mistake you make. I gave you freedom and you abused that freedom. And you, John, as a Father, you did not even try to find out where your daughter went or what she was doing outside. You are responsible for this. Your daughter dared to do it because your never tell her anything. She first had an affair with her sister's fiancé because she did not want to marry Duke and got pregnant. I forgave her for thinking about you all, but now she has made this mistake again. She should have been punished severely when she had an affair with her sister's