Adam Lambert Daughter Novels & Stories

“I had to know you would accept him. I didn’t want him to feel the rejection of a father that he has spent years dreaming of meeting.” “I take care of my family,” I snarl. “You know that.” “Yes,” she sneers. “Even caring for a child that isn’t yours.” Her bitterness doesn’t surprise me, but it is the first time anyone has dared to speak my fears aloud. I keep my gaze focused on hers. “What do you mean?” “You must know that Gabby is Damon’s child.” Lara’s tears have dried, and she looks pleased with herself. “I didn’t know.”

Lucain said, “a report from Coldstone Pack regarding Lambert.” Damian’s expression sharpened.“How is he?” “Changed,” Lucain replied. “Completely. Alpha Max says Lambert has become disciplined. Quiet. Obedient. He works harder than any young warrior there.” Damian’s lips curved faintly. “Good. I hope he continues on that path. He was a boy destroyed by a mother’s greed.” Lucain continued, “There is also a letter from Beta Matt. He reports that his mate—Sofia—is pregnant. He asks for your blessings.”

⚠️⚠️ Author Note ⚠️⚠️ Hello everyone. This is the last chapter of The Lovable daughter. I would like to thank all of you for the amazing support and the amazing reviews. Don’t forget to follow me on Instagram. The Heir Mafia boss is already ongoing. It is the third book of The shark mafia boss. It is Gabriel’s story. Amelia is still a secondary character in that book. I hope you enjoyed The Lovable daughter as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Clayton reached the cemetery before Liam and waited near Liam's mother's cemetery. “What do you want,” Liam said, removing the mask from his face. “Where is Amber” Clayton asked, controlling his anger. “It doesn't matter to you,” Liam said, putting a flower in her mother's cemetery. “She is fucking my daughter, you can't keep her,” Clayton lost his calm and yelled. “Stop yelling,” Liam said, liting up the candle in her mother's cemetery. “Liam, I do not have any enemies with you, so please give back my daughter,” Clayton said.

“They wouldn’t even let me touch her. Loyalty even through her own body in front of me to stop me from seeing her! Then her boy toy showed up and my daughter clung to him like it was second nature to her” Gabe steps back out of his room with a tablet in his hands. “Amory Williams, current age twenty-one, is the owner of the Spark nightclub in Red Hook, Brooklyn, New York. Her current address is the address of the nightclub's address. Her previous address was some building in Downtown Brooklyn. Her education, she has a degree in Business and Finance. The girl has been busy, damn! She owns two vehicles, the motorcycle from you and some car I’ve never even heard of before! She’s listed as legal

A smile appeared on my lips at that part. "Her name is Amelia Edla Glint. She is the daughter of former Alpha Stephan and former Alpha Aleena Glint of Silver Cross Pack." Immediately, my smile vanished when I realized that was my birth name and my parents' name. "And do you know Aleena Glint is one of the badass ladies? People also say that she killed her father and fated mate." "I wouldn’t be surprised if her daughter did the same," Teressa added. I took a deep breath, ignoring the fact that she was talking about my mother and me. "Anything else?"

My gaze gets stuck on the kids, one looks very much like Thalia. “Say hi to my friend.” Thalia prompts. Nova's daughter stares between us, scratching her head. “Are you a lawyer too?” “Yes.” “Cool.” They both swoon, “I'm Katie Rose Morello and this is Arabella Venus Winslow.” Now I get a better look at Alpha's daughter and, I know I'm not imagining things, she looks like Thalia did when she was young, almost identical. “Lovely to meet you both. I'm Amara.”

She was simply too cross with Alpha Gabriel for endangering the girl’s life. Alpha Gabriel kept blabbering and was at a loss to understand what wrong he had done. He was taking action against the girl for the sake of curing Luna. His Luna, Lara, was the daughter of Mrs. Rolex. But then, instead of appreciating him, she was getting vexed with him and threatening him.

They were aware of the story and what had happened in the past but they couldn't bring themselves to believe this new information was real, especially Aleida. "Are you saying this Gabriella Diaz is... my daughter?" Lombardi's voice was barely above a whisper, his usual authoritative tone replaced by vulnerability. The idea that his daughter, whom he thought had perished along with his wife in a brutal family feud, was alive and about to marry Enzo, was overwhelming.

My daughter also had his eyes those misty forest green eyes. Now I go by the Carlotta Garcia. Well that is middle name. So no more Amelia Cruz, that girl is dead.