A'ja Wilson Daughter Novels & Stories

Wilson replies, "He knew we wouldn't, Ajay. Jude isn't like that." Now, Andrew and I are watching each other. He chuckles, "Wilson's still wet behind the ears. Dude, you'll learn the hard way soon enough." Sighing, Wilson leans back and stares out the side window. We enter the house and scatter into our separate bedrooms. Chiara's door is shut closed. Curious, I check both ways and ease towards it. Out of nowhere, Wilson blocks me, saying, "Let her heal, Ajay." Once alone, I think about Deena saying she's carrying Jude's son. My emotions fluctuate from anger to heartbreak. Hopefully, she's lying, but why would Jude do this if not?

She peaks around corners, tip toeing around the palace hall. “I got you,” Joshua scoops his youngest child up in his arms and tickles her. “My Ariella.” “My Father,” Ari’s hands go to his cheeks. “I love you.” “You are my precious Princess,” Joshua whispers and kisses her head. “Father,” Alicia’s voice cuts through the moment. Joshua hurries to put Ariella down and turns to Alicia. “My daughter!” Joshua scoops Alicia into a tight hug. “How were your lessons?” “I got top marks!” Alicia brags.

" I turned to see Kaelos running toward me, his face pale, his eyes filled with panic and something else—fear? Guilt? “Kaelos,” Jessica greeted him in a voice that suddenly became soft, almost sweet. “It's been a long time.” Kaelos stopped beside me, his gaze locked on Jessica and the child in her arms. I watched his face closely, trying to read every emotion, every reaction. “Jessica,” he finally said, his voice controlled but tense. “What are you doing here?” “I'm here because of our daughter,” Jessica replied, lifting Elara slightly. “Elara. She's one year old now. And she has the right to know her father.”

"You're so beautiful, Alice. Kenzo will definitely like your appearance" said Brissia Tiffany Johnson praising her daughter's beauty. Her mother grabbed her daughter's shoulder, then stroked her daughter's long, wavy hair as a result of being curled on purpose. "Have you prepared a present for Kenzo, sweet heart?" asked Richard Johnson, her father. The man leaned against the doorway. Alice Gricelle Johnson. The 19 year old girl seemed shy and reluctant to answer her father's question. But the next second, she said quietly.

Jessica looked like she was about to squeal, and Emma seemed ready to jump up and down. “Uh… what did I miss?” I asked, thoroughly confused. Fiona broke the silence first, practically bouncing in her seat. “Oh, my gosh, Aria, your daughter has to do the shoot with you!” “What?” I was so shocked, I almost dropped my phone. “Think about it,” Fiona continued zealously. “Jasmine clearly loves this stuff. She wants to be a model, and this would be an experience of a lifetime for her! And the two of you could have so much fun together.”

She assures him, kissing his cheek, and he smiles lovingly at her. “Thanks Mum.” “Ugh, you’re such a mama’s boy.” RJ gives her a side glare, and she pokes her tongue out at him. “Look, it’s your girlfrie—ow.” Alaia hisses when RJ kicks her under the table. “Morning!” Aimee chirps, walking into the kitchen, followed by Josh, Isla, and their youngest daughter Zuri, who was one year younger than Aria. “Hi, punctual as ever, Aimes.” Shayla drawls sarcastically, and Aimee grins.

Wilson Heinrich was placed on his cradle after being fed. Jade took the name of her youngest son from his adoptive father Wilson and Heinrich, the man who saved her from those who sought to kill her. "Why are you wearing a long face?" Cecilia cast a question to Jared innocently. "You should be in a festive mood because your nephew and niece are delivered safely," Jade said, wearing a sad expression as if she was offended. But deep inside she was just trying to pry on his love affair.

Lila said. "Okay," I said, and followed her into a large and beautiful building. Inside I saw women seated in rows of chairs, leafing through books while they waited their turn to get their hair done. "Good morning, Luna." A tall lady with nicely styled hair came to greet Lila. "Good morning." Lila returned her greeting. "This is my new daughter—Ares's twin, Aria," Lila said. "Ho, the Alpha's lost daughter. I've been hearing about her since he found her," the lady said excitedly.

Disapproval flashed across his face when he took in my dress. “Jaxon , meet my daughter, Ayla .” A hint of warning rang in Dad’s voice, which bounced right off Jaxon ’s stoic demeanor. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Ayla .” His mouth pulled into an almost non-existent smile as he took my hand and kissed it. I trembled. Dark blue eyes flashed up to mine, and I straightened my spine. “The pleasure is all mine, s—Jaxon .”

I grinned like an idiot and took the stuffed flower bouquet from Elayne. "Thanks." Then I went quiet, eyes glued to my phone. Elayne slid her hand over the screen. "Don't look at that." I shook my head. "It's fine. I'm not mad." The camera zoomed in—Mom and some girl in the pic. Caption: [Valentine's Day with my daughter, Tia.] Elayne gave me that look—like she was trying to read my mind. I forced a smile. "I know her. Tia was in the bed next to Dad. She's an orphan. Got better thanks to donations.