Ariana Grande Daughter Novels & Stories

She asked and Ariana found herself blushing slightly as she immediately looked away. 'Oh my god, she just called me pretty. ' She thought to herself and then chuckled as Alex slowly turned around to look at her. "Oh, my bad, I'm sorry for the lack of introduction, Emily, this is a very good friend of mine, Ariana, and Ariana, meet my daughter, Emily, that I've told you about. " He said and Ariana smiled uncontrollably as she extended her arms towards little Emily on her dad's shoulder. Emily stretched her arms and took hold of Ariana's large hands with a beam on her face.

Like every other eighteen-year-old girl all over the capital, she has an opportunity to look into those icy blue eyes, hoping she can be the one to enchant him. “Sure thing, darling.” Peter answers his daughter before he exchanges a worried gaze with his wife. Their only daughter is about to enter the palace in a few days, and they do not know what the future is going to bring for them. Yet neither of them could spoil the excitement their daughter showed during her birthday celebration. This is her day. The only day in a year which belongs only to her. For Ariana, the envelope which the courier brought earlier today was the best birthday present she could even wish for.

Now, she is my Luna, and I promise to protect her and her family with all my heart. Ariane has two twin daughters, Zara and Zoya, who are now five years old. They are the light of my life. Even though they are not my flesh and blood, I love them like my own children. Every time I see their smiles, my heart is filled with happiness. The cheerful Zara and the quieter Zoya, both have unique personalities, but they always make my day more colorful.

But now, I didn’t want to do anything except go back to my room and lie down. So I turned without answering him and walked toward the stairs. Mother quickly began to soothe Father, just as she always did, murmuring soft reassurances before hurrying after me. “Now, don’t be upset with your father,” she said gently when she caught up. “You know he speaks harshly, but he has such high hopes for you.” I turned to look at her. Mother was holding a champagne glass from their toast. “Since you missed Eva’s debut,” She continued, lowering her voice, “Why not make a toast to her now? Your father would be pleased to see you getting along.”

Before he could get the words out, another familiar voice screamed my name loudly, and we all turned to look. Surprisingly, it was Riley. Whoa, did everyone decide to visit us today?? They must be really tired from their journeys. Riley waddled toward me with one hand resting over her round pregnant belly while little Ariana, their daughter they named after me, held tightly onto her mother’s hand. “Auntie!” little Ariana squealed before launching herself into my arms. I hugged her tightly. “You’ve gotten taller.” “I know, I’m going to be as tall and pretty as you one day. After all, we're namesakes.” She said proudly, and I smiled, placing kisses on her rosy, chubby cheeks

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.

“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.

What are you doing here? "What I should have done weeks ago." The audience parted as Ariana approached, treating her like a queen. "Correcting my mistake. You see, I didn't intend for you to truly fall in love with him. The plan did not include that. Leon's arm encircled Aria more tightly. "What plan?" Ariana grinned more broadly. "The plan to marry him myself, obviously. But not as Ariana Hale, adopted daughter with a gambling problem and embezzlement charges looming." She gestured grandly to the watching crowd. "As Aria Hale. The real heiress. The biological daughter who is worth billions."

he asks looking over his shoulder. My daughter grinned over his shoulder at me, her eyes twinkling with happiness, I can't imagine her happiness right now. "Hey Dad!" Mila waves at me. "Hey, how are you?" I ask shifting from my seated position on the bed and laying down. "I'm fine, quit worrying" she brushes off, "grandpa and Patty are making me very comfortable" she says happily. "I'm sure" I replied with an eyeroll.

Like he didn’t even recognize me. Reluctantly I handed over the toy, I didn’t want him to leave. Talking to him was a gift I haven’t had in a long time. “What’s your daughter’s name?” “Alexis.” Quickly, I tried to mask the surprise that I knew he could read on my face, but not before he noticed. “Alexis. A beautiful name.”