Novel & Cerita A'ja Wilson Daughter

"Welcome back, sister. We've been waiting for you to wake up." Here, in this family with no shared blood, I felt a warmth I hadn't known in years. I slowly sat up, feeling the strength returning to my body. "Mom," my voice was calm and firm, "from this day forward, Alessia Moretti is dead." "I am your daughter." The moment the words left my lips, I felt a sense of release I had never known. The girl who humbled herself for her family, the woman tormented by poison, the daughter wronged by her loved ones. She was dead.

Three more weeks. 847,000 likes. I scroll before I can stop myself and find her daughter in one of the photos. Aria. Sixteen years old, from Vivienne’s first marriage, and somehow just as devastatingly pretty as her mother, same bone structure, same easy grace, like beauty was simply something that ran in their blood and couldn’t be diluted. She was smiling at the camera with her arm around Roman’s neck and he was smiling back and something about that picture specifically sat in my chest like a stone.

another reporter said in agreement with what his colleague said. Romulo Armstrong arrived at his great grand daughter’s banquet and that included her great grandmother, May Haywood then her aunty, Elena Haywood. Alex and Allison also arrived with their son who is now 2 years old. Jena could not miss her god daughter’s birthday for anything so she and Maximino had arrived in H city in time for the birthday. Everyone that Alicia knew had arrived and even handed her gift to her but her father was not yet here. Her mother had told her that her father will soon arrive but he is still not here.

My father complained and I took a deep breath before turning around to look at them. "And why the hell were you two talking about Aria Watson, could someone explain what is happening to me? Aiden!" My mother said as she looked at Aiden for an explanation. Aiden gave me an apologetic look before speaking up again. "Actually Mrs.Campbell, Axel hired Aria about a week ago and....." "You hired that same Aria, Mr.Watson's daughter?" My father asked interrupting Aiden. "Where the hell did you even find that girl?" My mother asked as she looked at me.

A Day to Remember Charlotte stirred, stretching slightly before glancing at the small figure nestled between her and Astor. Jasmine, their beautiful daughter, was still deep in sleep, her long lashes resting against her cheeks. Charlotte smiled, exchanging a glance with Astor. Today was special. Today, their little girl was turning thirteen. Astor leaned in closer, brushing a soft kiss on Jasmine’s forehead. "Happy birthday, Jasmine," he whispered. Charlotte followed suit, stroking her daughter’s hair gently. "Happy birthday, sweetheart."

his father said, picking up a file. “Jessica Belles, age 22. The first daughter of Leon Harrison, from his first wife who passed away years ago. Very few people know she’s Leon’s daughter, which is part of the reason she changed her surname to her mother’s maiden name. She’s a D-list actress and a part-time model. She has a clean and decent record.” He smiled before looking at William. “I think she’s the one for you.” William’s mother nodded in agreement. William sighed deeply. There was no way he could win this argument.

She asked Aaron as she removed a few strands of hair that fell across his face. "Yes, Mommy. I have two but I've done one." "That's good. You'll do the other one tomorrow. Tomorrow is Saturday." "Guess who is coming to visit us tonight?" Jayda asked her babies. "Eenora?" "Lenora?" Ariella and Aaron said respectively. Ella still couldn't pronounce 'Lenora' well. "Yes, my loves!" Jayda announced and her babies jumped up for joy. Lenora was Lilian and Roman's eight months old daughter. Ariella and Aaron love her so much and were always protective of her.

Funnily, and not quite surprisingly, Alpha Joffrey didn’t hesitate to choose the second option, but he had also pleaded with Killian to help them get ready. “My daughter, Aiyisha may be hotheaded and all, but between you and I, she isn’t ready for such a huge responsibility yet, and I am not as strong as I used to be anymore.” He admitted sadly. Killian however didn’t agree, “I humbly think you fail to give your daughter the credit she deserves, Alpha. From the little I have observed of her, she’s more than ready to take your place.”

He remembered the scene he had witnessed at the hospital a few days ago. They had no idea that the tough, powerful Kane was as obedient as a kitten in front of Aria. "If I'm not mistaken, your daughter is three now," Alger said, agreeing with Eden. Even though Kane and Aria weren't married, they had a daughter, a beautiful little girl who was just too adorable. The others couldn't help but feel a little jealous. "Basia is so cute, so sweet," Frank said, remembering the first time he saw Basia at the hospital.

The soft sounds of laughter and music mixed with the clink of glasses. As they stepped inside, their eyes immediately found Aria, who was sitting in the center of the room holding her daughter, Cacacia, in her arms. The baby who was now a year old, wore a deep blue dress and had a white tiny bow in her hair. She had her mother's eyes - big, round, and full of curiosity. Jace stood beside Aria, his arm casually wrapped around her waist as he laughed at something their daughter had done The years had changed him in very obvious ways.