Jada Edwards Adoption Novels & Stories

Yedda knew that it was useless to beg for his adopted mother, so he climbed to the side of his adopted father's feet. "Save him. He is your child. You can't watch him be gouged into the well." "Bitch." Yedda's words provoked her adopted mother. She grabbed the baby who had cut off the cord in the future. It was naked, and her body was stained with Yedda's blood. At the moment Yedda's adopted mother mentioned him, he cried.

The adopted daughter of the Willis family had only lived with them for three years, and she managed to set up an IoT company on her own, and it had developed rapidly. It was reported that this company had already obtained the qualifications to join the IoT exhibition in Sea City… This adopted daughter’s capabilities could not be underestimated. Kendry continued, “If she finds her biological parents, or she finds out what we did to her four years ago… It was a stupid move on your part to try marrying her into the Finnian family.” Jada’s face was suddenly as white as a sheet. She moved her lips and said, “When I found her, she had several injuries on her face, so I found a plastic surgeon for

Shawn nodded, trying not to break eye contact. Jade sighed and looked down at her fingers. “We weren't involved in an accident. We were kidnapped. He was a psychopath. He killed my mother. Gave her cuts all over her body and let her bleed. She died in my arms. Slowly and painfully. I was tortured and... And... R***d. Then I was locked up in that dark place, cold, hungry, and afraid. And every day I prayed for death. But it didn't come. Neither did help.” Jade paused as the words stuck in her throat. The tears were forcing their way down her cheeks as she wiped them off.

“Hi. How’s the transfer going?” “I still have a few boxes to unbox, but this is the closest I can call home. Thank you, Mykel.” Jade had been an orphan since high school. I had to admit—she was a strong woman, finished college, and raised a kid alone. Somehow, she reminded me of Adley. “You don’t have to thank me. I’m grateful you allowed me to help you. How’s Jax?” “He’s enjoying the space and the peace without our loud neighbors. He’s been playing and running in the apartment the whole morning.” She paused for a moment. “Have you opened up to your wife?”

"Edward is going to be officially adopted under Adriana's name? Chris… are you serious?" At the Slater residence, Joan's face stiffened, her red lips parting in disbelief. She had assumed that when Chris returned from the hospital, the situation would favor her. Yet instead, he proposed that Adriana adopt Edward. "This is the best arrangement for Edward," Chris said, his brow furrowed, features shadowed by a cold, unyielding edge. "And me? What am I in all this? Chris… I am not some woman of unknown origin. My family may not be on par with yours, but we are still a respectable, well-known household. Edward is my biological son! How can you do this to me?"

“But…he’s 11 months old.I can remember when I was told our son had died…you didn’t let me see his body because you said it would be too traumatizing for me…” “Our child is dead.I adopted Jayden from an orphanage.”He cut in,again. “Adopted?” Still I was still feeling hopeful that he might be my son. He has to be. “When our son died and you left me.I was too devastated.I had only forced myself to attend one of my charity organizations programs which was to donate some items to an orphanage…I had happened to see Jayden…I was told then that he was only a month old….he was abandoned at the front of the orphanage when he was a newborn.”

My fated mate, Alpha Felix, had always put his adoptive sister, Serena, first. Whenever danger struck, his first instinct was always to pull her into his arms. The night our pack was attacked by rogues, he smashed through three doors just to carry Serena out of her room first. Only after making sure she was safe did he remember I was still trapped in the thick smoke. He then sent someone to find me. That incident left a bad burn scar on my shoulder. For the very first time, I forced him to choose between me and Serena. He looked at me in confusion. "Nova, Serena is just my sister. Besides, she is much weaker. Why are you competing with her?" "I swear to you, I'll treat you both equally

"In New York?" "The adoption was finalized in New York. The adopting family — also sealed — the address notation in the administrative trail points to the northeastern United States. I can't be more specific without breaching the seal." He paused. "I've filed a request for unsealing on the grounds of a pending legal challenge to a sovereign claim proceeding. Depending on the judge, that could be granted in days or weeks." Lila looked at the record on the screen. A child born in 1988, the year James left. A year younger than Richard. A year older than Claire.

I was eight months pregnant when my water broke—the same day as the birthday of my husband’s adopted son, Evan Shaw. To keep my child from being born on the same day as his adopted son, he forced me to wait until after midnight. He refused to take me to the hospital and locked me in the basement. Adrian Shaw looked down at me. His eyes were dark and hostile. “Elena, you're really good at picking the timing, huh? Of all days, you had to go into labor on Evan’s birthday.”

Jake's POV I entered the house, searching for my family. Voices echoed from a nearby room where I heard Selena asking Nancy how they had managed to set up the nursery so quickly. “Dada!” a little voice called out. I turned to see Jada rushing toward me, her small form barely visible beneath the layers of her adorable outfit. Bending down, I scooped her into a tight hug as she began chattering nonstop, sharing everything she thought I needed to know.