You Like Me Not My Daughter Manga の小説・ストーリー

He's had everything planned out, he made a trap and I fell right into it. "Where do you think you're going?" He grabs my arm forcefully and pulls me forward. "Let go of me!" I scream. "Get your filthy hands off my daughter, you bastard!" I hear my father shout but I'm being shoved to the ground, the hard pebbles and rough ground prickling my skin. I cry out in pain and turn smy head to the side, something I hadn't paid attention to earlier catches my attention now. A circle, something that reminds me of a scene from The Vampire Diaries series with Bonnie Bennet. God she was my favourite character in that series.

Kieran ~~ One thing I hated more than Jin Kisaragi was girls who didn't know their places. Girls with uncouth mouths, rascals, and opportunists like Nimue. I loathed her down to my bones. I couldn't decide who I despised the most between her and her stupid mother. Returning to my room in anger after my father had insisted that she was to resume the same college as me, I began to doubt if my plan had not backfired on me.

Judging from her tone, it seemed she harbored resentment towards him. "Pfft—" Emma had just taken a sip of beer, and the cold alcohol went down the wrong pipe. She coughed forcefully for a long time before catching her breath, her cute round face turning red. "Say that again?" Surely, she must have misheard. Claire hadn't even had her first boyfriend. It was impossible for her to sleep with some random guy. Emma sprayed beer onto the grilled meat, spitting and sputtering. Claire looked a bit disgusted, then drank even more beer under her partner's sharp and astonished gaze.

I said, referring to her father. “You wouldn’t know anything about that.” I nodded slowly. “I have a daughter,” I said. “Lyra. I didn’t think that I would love anyone in the world as much as much as I love that little creature. Her mother is pride and glory, and I know that I wouldn’t be able to breathe without her by my side. And my daughter, the young little version of her mother… the good in me, the sense of my humanity…” Her gaze flicked to me.

"Your core is capable of doing amazing spells, enchantments, and ruin activations but you are greatly limited in how much you can do them." "Did I get that from my father?" "I'm not sure. I could be from your mother's side. Your father can do a few top-tier spells but he is not limited at all in his supply. After I assessed your core, I was surprised at how very different you are from your father. I assumed that since you are his daughter it would be the same." Evy laughed in her head. The duke wasn't her father so that wasn't much of a surprise. "Did I anger some spirits? I don't quite remember anything."

Her hair whipped in the wind, eyes chasms of green. Katharine. Julian, Mikaela and Caspian took a step back, watching my daughter unleash her powers in a brutal display. Sadness stung my nose and throat. With a flick of her wrist, Katharine sent more debris tumbling to the lawn, crushing the flowers we had grown together below. That wasn't my daughter. That was the purest form of magic there was. Power in its truest form. I turned towards my mates. "I'm sorry I didn't believe you," I spoke to Julian. "I am sorry that I have been utterly stubborn since the day you met me. But she is my daughter. My only flesh and blood. If I give up on her, there will be no one left in her corner."

She smiles more, "I know you didn't Zavier, but you need to remember that you are very strong and not everyone is on the same power level as you are, ok? You are like Super Saiyan Blue Goku and I'm like.. Yamcha!" We both laugh at this and I hold her hand just to feel those funny crazy Sparks! Our hands tremble and we laugh even harder. We go upstairs to my quarters and all of my friends and my cousin is waiting for us. "Hey Y'all, are you ready to go to this Sleepover?!" I ask them excitedly and of course, they scream and shout happily. Hehehe we'll see if they are still happy after I pull off all of my pranks tonight lol. I open the door and see my parents all dressed up, where are they go

She clears her throat, which forces me to stop admiring her body and look at her face. “Maija, why do you keep calling me Klein?” I groan as I sit up in the bed. She shrugs and smiles without answering, but I already know why. Since the night we kissed, she has been doing it, and I suspect it’s because she wants to put some distance between us. “So, what’s up?” “I’m going downtown to the manga shop; Oda is having a book signing, he’s...” “The creator of One-piece, your favorite Anime, with your first love Zoro.” She looks at me, surprised that I would remember such trivial details she told me in passing, but she does not understand that nothing about her is trivial to me.

Yuri shook her head from side-to-side slowly. “This has got to be some kind of sick joke,” she muttered. “For years, I’ve wanted to know who my father was. I wanted to know what he was like. I wanted to know what he looked like. I wanted to know if he was a great man. I wanted to know if I take after him.” Yuri wiped away the tears that were forming in her eyes with the back of her hand. “But now that I know who he is, and what he is really like, I wished that I had never known the truth! And more than anything, I wished that you weren’t my father!” Her voice echoed throughout the entire room. Yuri glared at an emotionless looking Ryuou Kitagawa. “No…” She shook her head from side-to-side sl

This was the first time I had seen him like this. My heartbeat slowed down as I stared at him. “ I am your daughter too. ” His lips pressed into a thin line. His gaze burned into mine. “ I am your daughter. ” I repeated, my body going numb. No affirmation followed. Perhaps, he didn’t want to acknowledge me as his daughter because he hated me. But then…why was my mind starting to whisper strange things? “ Am I your daughter? ” My heart sank. “ Someone… ” His face scrunched in disgust. “ someone like you…can’t have anything to do with me. ”