Brock Lesnar And Daughter Novels & Stories

Although after some years, they expanded in several businesses in other countries. A lot has changed since the last time she was in Birmingham for Paige's wedding ceremony. She inhaled sharply when she heard the footsteps on the pavement and soon the door opened and she listened, crossing her arms beneath her chest. 'Seems like our kidnapper is wealthy. I'm glad I don't get to suffer.' Aimee smiled secretly on hearing Skylar's words. 'WTH! Mason?!' Her heart squeezed within her when she heard her daughter's voice. The child she's grown so attached to immediately she had her in her arms 22 years ago.

I gritted out trying to reign my anger, making my father raise an eyebrow. "Go on?" He said. "He has abused his half daughter." I let out in a very angry tone. Clenching my fists to try and control my anger. "Half daughter?" He asked with furrowed brows. Right, I forgot that no one knew about that. "Yes, half daughter. Lady Nyx is his half daughter. And he has been whipping her. Her back is so scared from it. It is Horrendous.*" I let out more anger than I had intended. My father raised his eyebrows in understanding.

I’m surprised at how calm they are when all I want to do is break things and then wrap my fingers around her pretty little neck and throttle her. Bri looks like she is scared and about to cry. She turns to look at her mother then her father. “It’s okay baby girl. Tell us the truth, is this young man Ari’s father?” her dad asks her gently. To be honest I didn’t understand why they were being gentle when she is a goddamn liar. “Yes” she whispers the words that almost bring me down to my knees “Fuck!” I shout, forgetting that Ari was afraid of loud noises. I had a fucking daughter. A daughter who was probably a year old and until that time, I had known nothing about her.

“I didn’t know who Cara Nelson was, or I didn’t know that you were Cara Nelson?” “Is there a difference?” I spit the words at him, having difficulty maintaining my smile while we dance and talk. If it was possible, his gaze on me became even more intense. “Cara Nelson is the daughter of Lily Nelson. Lily Nelson gave her life saving my mother and I when another pack attacked us. I was barely 6 years old at the time, but I remember that day like it was yesterday. Cara Nelson is also the daughter of Clint Nelson. Clint Nelson saved my father’s life during that same battle but it cost him the use of his legs due to a massive spinal injury that could not be repaired, even though my father brought

"Who dares cause trouble at my daughter's birthday party?!" Jess looked as if she had seen a savior and immediately rushed toward him, crying. "Aaron! You're finally back! This bitch hit us! Save us!" Clarisse cried out as well, "Daddy! This bad woman bullied Mommy and me! Punish her and that illegitimate child!" Under everyone's gaze, Aaron slowly turned his head, and his eyes locked onto me.

I no longer expected anything from them. All the sincerity I had poured into them… I considered it thrown to the dogs. I wouldn’t pursue it anymore. Because I was dizzy, I underwent a brain CT scan. The results confirmed a mild concussion. Mira stared in disbelief. "Did your mom do this too?" I nodded bitterly. Instantly, outrage exploded across her face. "What kind of mother could be this cruel to her own daughter?!"

My voice trembled, not with weakness but with the weight of truth finally spoken aloud. “You all treated me like trash. Like a burden. Like something dragged in from the gutter. But I belong to this bloodline more than any of you ever did. I am the FIRST SON’S daughter. His ONLY child. The rightful heir to everything you tried to take. I am LOUIS GREY'S BIOLOGICAL AND ONLY DAUGHTER!!” Tears finally spilled down my cheeks—not from pain, but from relief. For the first time… they looked at me differently. Not like trash!! Not like a nobody!!

“I came on my own. I came to settle this once and for all. I don’t want you laying a finger on my son again.” Lesnar’s grin widened in a slow and mocking expression. “Settle? That's what you call it? Lady, we’re not actually bullying your boy. We’re teaching him a lesson. A lesson you failed to teach him.” “Listen to me. You don’t have any right to touch him. I don't remember telling anyone to help me teach my son lessons."

From the accident that took my parents and my hearing years ago to Jim's death recently, my relationship with Leo, and something else that made my heart accelerate and my breath catch. 1 I was Nathaniel Braxton's daughter. I didn't know if the news article was accurate. I looked up at Amanda. Her eyes were wide when she asked me, 'you didn't know?' I shook my head, numb, then looked down at the article and read it a few more times to make sure I wasn't seeing things.

“I’m not playing anything.” Maddox laughed—expensive whiskey over broken glass. “Oh, beautiful, you’re absolutely playing. Question is whether you know the rules.” Jaxon hadn’t spoken since leaving the arena. He blocked the alley entrance, still shirtless and gleaming with sweat. Every few seconds his tongue darted out to touch his split lip, and I tried not to remember how that mouth had felt. “Let me simplify,” Ronan took a long drag. “You’re Commissioner Marcus Hart’s daughter. Daddy’s been trying to cage us for three years. And here you are, kissing our fighters like you don’t know exactly who we are.”