William Afton's Daughter Novels & Stories

A message from Marco, sent with the precision of a business memo: "I have withdrawn our engagement announcement. The official reason cited is irreconcilable differences. Effective immediately, we are no longer affiliated in any capacity. All shared assets are frozen pending review." Before I could process the words, another notification lit up. The family's encrypted channel—usually reserved for high-level security alerts. My father's statement: [My daughter Gemma has been disowned for attempted extortion and mental instability. She is severed from the Blackwell family effective now. Her actions from this moment forward are her own, and she is barred from all family properties and communicat

“What are you trying to say?” Chad was direct as well. “You have a daughter named Cordelia Jenner, right?” Silence greeted him on the other end of the line. It was after a long time that William’s low voice answered, “She has… moved to Centrolis.” Chad was delighted. This meant that Cordelia was really William’s daughter. “If I remember correctly, she’s your illegitimate daughter, right?”

she says With that, I get up and go to my wife's room and knock on the door. The door is opened by a little girl who looks about 10, and she lets me in when she sees who it is. I guess that was the daughter of Nyx that I heard my wife had taken in. "Atia," I say when I see her, she is surrounded by her ladies in waiting, and I see our Royal Prophets here.

Time passed, she did not wake up again. "Yesha." Tyler glanced at a crying woman approaching where Yesha was, but William immediately approached the lady. "What right do you have to come here? You left her when she needed help! You have the courage to come here and show your face here! She's gone because of you! My daughter died because of you! She died because you abandoned her!" "Forgive me. Forgive me, William. Let me see my daughter, even for a moment." "Get out!" "Even for a moment, let me see my daughter."

It made betraying her easier. But I had learned long ago that the most dangerous people were never loud. Silence was refinement. Stillness was calculation. I’d heard of Vittoria long before Stefano drove through my gates. Whispers in meetings. Mentions in intercepted conversations. The Don’s daughter who watched and never spoke. The girl who stood beside her father not as decoration, but as presence. Women raised in violence did not grow up fragile. They grew up precise. If she truly had been kept untouched, it was not purity, it was control. Christian Guerra had protected something valuable. Or volatile.

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!"

He could make his children all get along well. 'Somehow, I can make this work...' Jamie thought. They must have been surprised as well, when he had introduced Scarlett to them without a warning, as their elder sister. But what was he to do? He also found out from Aimee, his late wife's friend, that his daughter survived. "Father," Ashton called, on noticing his father's unusual silence. It really wasn't like him to call them out in this manner. Jamie Grey's train of thoughts was broken when he heard his son called him.

of the newcomer, and Afton was said to be badly injured. More news about Afton kept coming out over the next few days. All kinds of gossip exposed Afton and Mia's forbidden relationship. To avoid the scandal, Mia's family urgently expelled her and had her illegitimate younger brother take over all her positions and assets. A month later, Mia was penniless and ultimately driven out of the country. She tried to contact her former friends, but everyone avoided her. With nowhere left to go, she could only cling to the wealthy businessmen she used to look down on, trading her body for a chance to survive. The once-proud eldest daughter of the family ended up completely broken, living a miserable

This wasn't the woman who had once been a brilliant researcher on the verge of a medical breakthrough. With hands that still shook, I removed the red silk gown, letting it pool at my feet like a pool of blood. I stepped out of it and kicked it aside, watching as it settled into a heap on the bathroom floor. Tomorrow, I will burn it. But tonight, I had to focus on what was important, on the daughter who needed me to be strong, even when I felt like I was shattering into a million pieces.

I sat with that for a moment. There was a version of this I had been preparing myself for since the restaurant. Since Aurelio said she named her daughter after the city. Since I had gone back to my mother’s box in my head and found the document with the name Elena Bennett at the top and understood, finally, that it was not a coincidence of surname. I had been building toward this. And it still landed like something thrown from a height. “So my mother,” I said. “Was William Blackwood’s daughter,” Lucas said. “Yes.”