Addams Family Daughter Romane & Geschichten

Not a billionaire's daughter. ______________________________________ Next will be updated on friday, keep on liking and commenting. Till the next adios

Nonetheless, she could say that not today. “Dad, she is with Damon, again.” Thanatos instantly told Hades – causing her husband to clench his jaw. She bit her lower lip as she stared at Hades’ annoyed face. He hated the fact that their daughter was always fond of playing with Damon – Dreyson’s son – instead of her circle of friends like Lianna and Storm. Lianna was Damon’s little sister, while Storm was her cousin – Raven’s daughter. “Princess, what did I tell you? Stop playing with Damon. You are still too young. Be with your brother or with Lianna or your cousin, Storm, instead.” Hades darkly suggested.

Newman quickly understood the reason for the communication breakdown and proceeded to update them on their daughter’s life. “I had her marry my comatose son for a year. She asked me to give you two billion from her payment to invest in your company. She has a rising jewelry and clothing store.” “She’s also learning hacking and working on other startup businesses, in addition to being a brilliant actress. Later, she plans to group them under one umbrella, except for one. She will provide you with the details.” “She combines all this with acting? How does she find the time?” Mrs. Adams asked excitedly. It was a great relief to see their daughter rebuilding her life and following a path she had

While others might have a more pungent smell like; ginger or cinnamon, but with Adria I didn't get a whiff of anything except her floral perfume. Maybe I wasn't paying attention. I finally reached Adam who had his hands crossed in-front of his chest "So who's the girl you were talking to" he asked me with a smirk. "Take that look off your face, that's Beta Abby's daughter." I mumbled. Adams jaw dropped as he looked past me to see Adria. "Well damn. Being away from us sure did her well." I raised my eyebrows "What? You cant deny the girl looks good." Adam remarked as he lifted his hand towards her.

She will beg me to kill her but I won’t. Because that’s what I want. Make her beg for me to kill her. BUT I WON’T. I will make her hate herself and I will make sure she despises her own life. YOU WILL GET WHAT YOU DESERVE, MARK. Even if it’s your daughter who will suffer. _________________________________________________ Chris’ POV “So, I am retiring from the Adams Foundation,” dad said as I stepped inside the house. “So Soon?” I asked. “You know I have other stuff,” he said. “Those you don’t like”

He’s always been here, even when I tried to push him away, even when the world seemed determined to tear us apart. As we turn away from my mother’s grave, I take one last look, the words **Iris Adams** standing out against the fading light. I carry her with me now, not just in memory but in the blood that runs through my veins, in the strength I’ve inherited from her. I’m not just her daughter; I’m a part of the family she sacrificed so much to protect.

Beth looks away, changing her mind about whatever it is the was going to say. I have been aware of Addy’s eyes and ears being on us throughout our brief exchange. She is older than when I left, of course. Her face is lined, just like mine. Her hair is whiter, her eyes lost their shine, but she still has that magic about her that drew me in all those years ago. I cannot imagine what the two, or three, of them have endured in my absence. It is not the child’s fault that she was born into this mess. She is part of my Addy, my daughter’s sister, which makes her mine too.

I don't know how I missed the most obvious thing in the world. Adriana is Dreaya’s daughter.

“I’m too old to know about these trendy things.” Taylor hesitated a little before pulling out her phone. She tapped on something and passed her phone to me. “Have a look at this.” On her phone screen, Lydia and Ben were crying as they complained. The title was shocking. [An Evil Mother Abandoned Her Own Daughter And Left With All Her Money!] In the video, Lydia was tearing up as she sobbed. “My husband and I feel very pressured at work, and we still have to take care of both of our parents.

He tried to sound strong "I need you to take my position, as the Queen of the Cosa Nostra, I know it is earlier than we planned but..." He let out a sigh "... But I don't see myself recovering from this" "Father, I will honor you as your daughter" I nodded I was never good with emotions, I understand them but I had a hard time figuring out how I felt. As I sat on my father's bed, all I could think about was how weak he was, how his breathing was shallow and his skin turned a greyish pale, how his hands where trembling and how his eye lids appeared heavy. I knew the signs, He wasn't going to make it.