Henry Cavill Birth Chart Novels & Stories

Fortunately, the young lord, out of nowhere, came to pull her out to safety, embracing her during the course of it. The event itself became the start of her innocent friendship with Cain, but to him, it was much more. Cain Vincent Von Cavill was his name; five years older than Lianne. He was the firstborn and only son of General Lord Midas Von Cavill, thus intently trained to be his father’s apprentice and heir to the Soulisse Mansion and the House of Von Cavill. The Crown Prince and the young lord were expected to be best of friends, but somehow it never happened.

Then, he said softly, "One moment, please." Henry got out of bed and into his wheelchair beside him before wheeling himself to the balcony. Only when he was on the balcony did he continue, "Go on." "Mrs. Yoder went into labor in September." Henry's eyes narrowed. September… Wasn't that Natalie's birth month? He thought that it was all too much of a coincidence. That was why he'd specifically instructed his men to look for photos of Celine when she was younger. The results shocked him—Celine's younger self and Natalie were like two peas in a pod!

he smiled, but it looked forced. “My mother? What's she got to do with all these?” “What's your birthdate?” He asked instead of answering my question, looking intently at me as if he were afraid he might miss something if he removed his focus from me. “June 16 2003,” I answered, with my brows raised, wondering what my birthdate had got to do with all this. Henry gasped, rose from the bed and took a step back, gaping at me in shock. “What's wrong, honey?” Favour held his right hand in hers.

The shutters started again, faster than before. My mother took a paper from her bag. It was her birth certificate. Date of birth: June 13, 1975. Mother: Grace Walker. Father: blank. In one of Henry's letters, he had written: I will come back before the baby is born. He had not. Henry swayed and caught the back of a chair, his fingers turning white. My mother didn't look at him. She lowered her eyes to the black box. "Mom," she said softly, "the man you waited for all your life is here today. I brought you to see him."