James Hetfield Daughter Novels & Stories

Edward glanced at Hunter sharply because of his nervousness. “The company belongs to Kohen James. You must have heard the news that Kohen James died years ago in an accident with his wife. And unfortunately Kohen James only has one daughter. As his best friend, I am responsible for ensuring his daughter's well-being. Including taking care of a company owned by Kohen James which was abandoned due to Kohen's death.” "So it seems. I didn't really know Kohen James because before that I was more active in Las Vegas. Now the company is controlled by Mr. prince?”

She's her Mother's Daughter **Get her pregnant** Seth's POV "Get her pregnant!"He replied and I flinched. "Are you kidding me?" "I mean how on earth will you say such a thing? She's sixteen for fuçk sake, sixteen!" I half yelled.

Killian’s heart thundered against his ribs. James, severely wounded, came limping toward them and dropped heavily to his knees before his daughter. "She saved us all again," he choked out, his voice trembling as he looked down at her motionless form. "She proved she is my blood—a true Alpha's blood. My daughter. But her life... she is leaving us."

Lily and Lacy gave him a sheepish apology. Lily handed her sister the journal, and they tried to hide their laughter. The older man just shook his head. "James, as much as I regret the manner in which you have met. This is my adopted daughter, Lily Nawassa," he said. He gave her another disapproving look. "Lily, this is James Lacrosse."

My smile widens at his words. "Stop stalling, Amelia. Throw out what's repressing you from the inside out at once." She crosses her arms, making her breasts stand out more, and I drop my gauze, wondering what color her pout is. Damn, focus! She is the daughter of the enemy. It must be a card out of the deck. She is his ex-wife's younger sister and last but not least, she is eighteen years old. "What happened?" I resolve to cut to the chase and avert my eyes from temptation. His face turns into a disgusted frown, but he's still looking at me.

Helen confronted David, she didn't yell at him but tried to talk to him in a calm voice because she knew he was easily triggered. "She didn't mean to bump on you David, she is just a child you know." David did not acknowledge her but continued playing games on his phone. "You can be nicer to her for my sake." Helen continued, she placed her thin hands on her chest. The long gown she was wearing hung loosely on her body. "Get off my back, I don't care about either of you, and don't push me with your bickering." Helen knew it was time to retreat, but it was her daughter after all and she must protect her from bad people so she went to where he was sitting and squatted facing him.

Hawk looked away and a couple of seconds left, mouthed the words that he was going to smoke a cigarette. I gave him permission until it was only the three of us. “I am only happy that I got to know you. Your aunts and your grandmother will be happy to see you.” My breath caught in my throat. Now, I got to deal with his family, too? “I want to see them, Mommy.” “You will, Liam. One day.” “Jett-Jett will be happy to see you.” “Who is Jett-Jett?” Your Dad’s daughter, I wanted to answer, but held myself. It was no longer my story to tell, but Calcifer. It was his duty to explain how the heck he had a daughter older than Liam.

It drove away. My blood turned to ice. The screen split. On one side was the video, now frozen on a close-up of Leo opening the car door for me. On the other side was a smiling photo of me from my company website. The reporter’s voice was serious. "The man in the video has been identified as Leo Grant. Sources confirm he is the ex-boyfriend of James’s daughter, Maya. The video was taken on the night of James’s fiftieth birthday party, just over a week ago. We have reached out to Ellie James and her company for comment on the nature of their relationship, but have not yet heard back."

I replied, sarcasm dripping in my tone. “You responsible?” Normally…I would’ve denied everything. But not with James. “Yes.” There was silence. “Good.” I stopped halfway down the staircase. “I suspected you would be pleased.” “I am.” His voice became colder. “That bastard deserved it.” I leaned against the railing. “Bishop’s going to lose his mind.” “I hope he does.” James rarely spoke with hatred. When he did…It was always because of Bishop. Years ago, before he’d become sheriff, James had a daughter named Emily. She was nineteen and a bright college student. The sort of girl everyone in Greystone adored.

Come back! "I was wrong! I'll give everything back to you! I'll trade my life!" "Forum, can you hear me? I'll trade! Bring my sister back!" But the countdown had already begun. No matter how much they regretted it, it was too late. I felt a wave of lightness. A soft white glow wrapped around me. Maybe this was fine, too. Goodbye. In the next life, let's not meet again. Being Dad's daughter hurt too much.