Joey Diaz Father Novels & Stories

He stood at a distance before finding a place to sit, observing Joey and Harrison talk from afar. … When Joey felt full and had drunk enough, she couldn't help but ask Harrison, "How's your relationship with your parents?" "Not bad," Harrison replied. "Why did you ask?" Joey shook her head and said nothing more. Harrison took a sip of tea and looked at her calmly. "I remember you only lived with your grandmother. Did you find your parents?" He had heard some things about Joey from Selena. When they were dating, Selena shared a bit about Joey's life, like how she had no parents and was raised by her grandmother.

He owns the club I DJ at. “Kaycie, this is my Father Matteo, my grandmother and grandfather, my uncle Nick and uncle Adrian,” Darryn says. He introduces me to a few more family members. I give Luciano a hug, as well as Gio and Dianora. His father gives me a hug and then looks at me. He can tell something is wrong. I just give him a smile and sit down in a chair. Darryn looks at me since he can’t sit by me. I figure he probably doesn’t want to be around me.

“I was always good to you. We paid you well and took care of your family. Why would you betray me like this?” “You think a few dollars will make a difference when you killed my parents.” Frank yelled out at him. “What? Who were your parents?” “Selena and Gomez Gonzalez.” Javier gasps and puts his hand over his mouth. “Why would you work for me for all those years then?” “To feed info to your enemies for years. Don’t you think it’s odd that you could never expand your territory or how you could only distribute to certain areas almost like you were locked into a specific area.” He says with a laugh.

Asides saving Anabel, he was the best thing that happened to me so far on a bad day like today and I simply wanted to know if all his gentleness was just a charade to make me voice the bond we had and then humiliate me like the others did, or if he was just that caring kind of person unlike what the rumors says about him. Whichever one it was, I wouldn't be Danica fvcking Grayson if I let it slip that he was my mate in the next three days I planned to spend taking care of his wound. The drive was terribly silent but I could feel Joey's glare on me throughout till the car suddenly pulled up at the parking lot. As a former beta, my father owned a house befitting enough to be called a mansion w

Then, on our tenth wedding anniversary, he locked up me and the twins in the basement and set fire to the house. "Mommy!" The twins' cries amidst the inferno broke my heart. Hence, at the present, I fought back my swelling hatred and lowered my collar, turning in the direction of the study. If I remembered correctly, John Sullivan—Dylan's father—had been drugged as well. The Sullivans always had problems producing heirs, and as the only son, Dylan's place was secure even though he was conceived through IVF. But what if he wasn't John's only child?

It was apparent that Zidane towered over him. Zidane took the liberty to walk over to Jordan when he walked into the courtyard with quick strides. He called out respectfully, “Dad!” Jordan was originally just his uncle. However, Zidane was officially adopted by Jordan after his father, Valentine Larson, passed away, so he became the son of the family’s patriarch. He was also the first in line to be the next successor of the family. The corners of Jordan’s lips curled up ever so slightly into a proud smile as he looked at Zidane expressing his respect. He liked Zidane from the bottom of his heart and was proud of him as well.

His father, the successor to the last male family, turned out to be ill for a while, which made him impotent and of course unable to produce offspring. Only Jose is the only hope to carry on his big name. His father then hires a private investigator to track down Jose from his orphanage. Of course he did not expect that the only son, whom he produced from his mistakes in youth, grew up to be a man who wrestled in a black world. After the DNA test results were confirmed, the father begged Jose to leave the dark world that had been a part of his life. He begged Jose to come into the Santiago family, run all the businesses in their family and Jose complied with his biological father's request.

EJ turned to us. Rod nodded proudly at his son. "Ah, hi everyone. My name is Elias James Yana-Chavez. Nice to meet you all!" EJ repeated his introduction to the people, but this time, with Chavez added. The father beside me was so happy, he even clapped, catching the attention of his employees. Their usually grumpy boss was now smiling. Next, was DJ walking alongside EJ. "Hello everyone. My name is Daniel James Yana-Chavez. I am Papa’s son too," I smiled. They are proud to say that they are Rod’s children.

Wealth is not important to him, but his father's life, I don't know if it's okay or not. Pov'Joseph "Sir, after the arrest warrant is issued, we will enter Mr. Dymon Ignacio's hacienda. We will call you when the arrest warrant is here." The police spoke to him. Joseph sued Dymon, against hiding his father. None of his brothers knew where the father was, they said the old man was not in the hacienda. They said they went there once and Dymon said, he is in another country and he is recuperating there with my mommy.

It turned out that there was someone who could tame Joey. Joey's father, Ross Shelton, said, "Where are you now?" "Dad, I'm at Ripley Residence." Ross said, "Joey, you and Zayne are divorced. Don't keep getting involved with his family." Joey helplessly said, "Dad, before this, you said that I should keep in contact with them—that maybe they could come in handy and help our family's business." "That was before; it's different now. Quick, take back every asset you own from the Ripley family. As businessmen, we should never go into business to make losses!"