Chief Keef Daughter Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Can someone tell us what is happening?" I asked. Kwen turned to face us. "Like I said, I am Kwen. I am Alpha Brandon's oldest daughter and eldest child. I am the one your daughter came to help with her mate, who tried to kill me at 12. I'm also the very person who told your lacky to shut the fuck up and made him do it. But it appears that as soon as I drop my magic, he thought it necessary to speak like an idiot again. One thing you and anyone else that comes to know me will learn, is that weak has never been a part of the many names I hold. So let's start this shit again."

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean that, Kinsley. Okay, I’ll bring Kayleigh tonight. You’ll meet her at the wolf run, Reagan.” “Kayleigh? I only know one Kayleigh… The Alpha King’s daughter?” “Yeah. Kayleigh Donnelly. She’s my girl.” “No way! I hate that fucking bitch!”

He's messed with the wrong opponent. “Clean this mess before I return.’’ I referred to the hangover soup that was already flowing in a thin line, peeling the beddings away from my frame and climbing down from the bed. I headed into the bathroom for a hot bath. There wasn't a single soul in ClawVille pack, probably except newborns, that didn't know Keegan's home. He wasn't the high priest for nothing. It was also general knowledge in the pack to anyone who cared that one of his daughters was an unwanted seed in the family. Although the reason behind that is unknown, who cares to know anyway?

I quelled my rage and asked politely, "Did you just say you're from Centuria's Keaton family?" "Another one? Is this your backup, Aubrey Keller?" The girl sneered. "Yes, I'm the heiress to the Keaton family from Centuria. The name's Ophelia Keaton! Why? Do you have something to say about it? "Oh, I know. You two are trying to get in my good books. Well, you're too late! No other families in Centuria by the name of Keaton are fit to be part of the social upperclass besides us, losers!"

His jaw nearly dropped when looking at her. He feels hard just by looking at her adorable face. "Jostein…" Mr. Alfredo mentioned his name then he smiled, looking at him. "Yes Mr. Monteverde." He replied to him in a coaxing manner. Keesha sits down beside his father then he is always taking a glimpse of her. The waiter approaches them and gives them some champagne. Jostein sits down beside Mr. Alfredo and has some conversation. Mr. Alfredo looks at her only precious daughter. "Ohhh I almost forgot CEO De Vere… I don't formally introduced her to you, this is my only daughter Keesha Monteverde." He formally introduced her to him, then immediately, Jostein extends his hand.

There goes the No public knowledge down the fucking drain. “Niccola Fairchild, daughter of Monica Sutclife, who recently married Magnat Cole Sutcliffe, joining their fortune, is photographed kissing Phillip Price. Will the next marriage join the most popular families in New York?” I read and close my eyes for a few seconds, not believing what I am seeing.

he ended quietly. I stood up, grabbing my jacket, having had enough of this cursed topic, "well I do,” I graciously informed him, “her names Stephanie, her and her measly eyed cheer leader daughter " I spat, putting one arm in the jacket. "Really Kaya? You're bringing Khloe into this?" "Oh please she's an exact replica of her stupid mother," "That's low even for you,” Dad countered. Leave it to him to always defend her against his own blood, “where are you going?"

he asked, impressed. "Maybe," I replied bluntly. I knew that people who recognized me as my father's daughter were often more interested in my social status than me as a person. "My father is George Samuels, the owner of MAXCO." I felt a shiver run down my spine at the mention of that wretched company. Who would have thought that the son of the man trying to defraud my father was standing right in front of me? I smiled politely at Christopher, and he returned it with more enthusiasm. Why did hearing his father's name make me nauseous while he made me feel nervous with just a look from his blue eyes?

My mother makes three million dollars a month overseas, yet my monthly allowance is only ten dollars. When my father confronts her about it, they nearly get a divorce. My brother, Peter Thorne, takes pity on me and secretly gives me some money. However, he is punished for his actions. Hence, every time I get so hungry that my stomach feels like it's digesting itself, sheer resentment wells in me toward my mother. I hate her for being so ruthless and cruel, for giving birth to me yet being unwilling to take care of me. And then, one day, I receive a video call from myself ten years into the future. I eagerly ask, "How is life for me ten years from now? Did I finally cut off all ties with

She had wanted to go again, but Jeff wanted to be gone before the mother woke up and found him with her daughter. "God, but they were a pair and I'm never going to forget them. Even if the two of them hadn't fucked me damn near to death I wouldn't forget them because they both had names out of the ordinary. The mother's name was Chloe and the daughter was Anastasia. But I'm not done yet" he said.