John Cena And His Daughter Novels & Stories

Jennifer Zeller said as she put down her coffee cup. Jennifer was the eldest daughter of the Zellers and Cynthia's older sister. Zac, Cynthia's father, looked her up and down. "It's been almost two years, and you finally remembered to come home?" Cynthia stepped forward and said, "So you all noticed that I've been gone for almost two years. Not a single call, and no one came looking for me." Zac frowned. "Are you blaming us for not caring about you?" "Did you ever care about me?" Cynthia sneered. "I've never seen any of you care about me from the moment I was born. You probably wouldn't care if I died somewhere out there."

“You mean… you…” “I own it,” Jenna confirmed, calm and lethal. Celeste’s eyes widened. “Oh my goddess. You’ve been hiding this the whole time?!” Jenna’s lips curled. “Some truths are safer hidden.” She paused, then added coldly, “Like the one my father has hidden from the world. That he has another daughter.” Her friends froze, stunned. “What are you saying?” Mina asked carefully. “That daughter of his?” Jenna’s gaze stayed fixed on the screen. “She’s not me and tonight you’ll see her smiling beside him as if she’s his perfect little treasure.”

Jason cut off the secretary. " Her mother, Cynthia Jones is late sir." The secretary replied. " Do you have a picture of her mother?" Jason Inquired. Of Mira turned out to be the daughter of his aunt, didn't that mean that his aunt was no more? How would grandmother react to those news? He was sure everybody in the family would be devastated. " It's easy to find pictures of Cynthia Jones in the internet. Afterall, she was the CEO of Jones group while she was alive." The secretary commented, placing afew copies of pictures on Jason's desk.

Vince had spent his entire day thinking about Jenna. He'd texted Jared more times than a drunk sorority chick texting an ex-boyfriend. It was embarrassing. But it was what it was. He was falling fast and hard for the woman and for her adorable daughter. He'd never seen himself as a family man. Why would he? The only family he knew was Jared. He didn't know much about women, except how to fuck them. And he sure as shit didn't know anything about kids. The little beasts had never been on his radar. Until now.

Joe immediately forgot about everything else, enduring the intense pain in his body as he crawled to Charles, kneeling and banging his head on the floor, begging him to spare Xena. He had nothing left except for his precious daughter, Xena. Nothing must happen to her! "Clap, clap, clap—" Applause suddenly echoed in the room. Charles burst into laughter. "What a touching father-daughter bond. Joe, do you know where I caught her?" Joe looked confused, slowly lifting his head as Charles continued. "She was caught at a high-end club in the capital, fishing for rich men." "No, that's impossible!" Joe shook his head vigorously, refusing to believe that his pure and kind daughter would do something

Celine said for Cynthia to smirk. “ I can still accept junior because he’s Stacy son but that Hazel, she’s the daughter of the woman that came into our family and destroyed it and the daughter of the son I thought I left an impression of motherhood in him but I actually trained him to be his uncle killer. She’s the last thing I want to touch or even see” cynthia said in disgust. “ but actually mom, everything would have been an happy ending if only you accept her as the woman Aaron choose.” She said closing her bag.

She hugged the kidneys tightly and said, “These are for my daughter! No one can take them from me!” A police officer gently said, “Your daughter, Jenna, is dead. The hospital already told you.” “No! That’s not true! She’s not dead! You’re lying!” I was standing right there. No matter what I said, she could not hear me. Nothing mattered anymore. I watched as the police took her away to jail. My dad’s legs were badly hurt, and they could not be fixed. He would be in a wheelchair for the rest of his life. After that, Joan’s real parents showed up. She was actually the daughter of a rich family. Many years ago, her parents had enemies, and someone stole her when she was a baby.

"That day. Yes, I was deeply unpleasant to you. I sent you off for agricultural work. If you want your revenge against me, I can understand that. But what had Jenny ever done to you?" "Jenny? Jenny...?" "She was in the line-up with you that day. She had a damaged ankle from a badly-fitting cuff. I gave Jenkins a bollocking for it. Jenny is my daughter." "But... your daughter's called Charlotte. Stuck-up little rich-bitch... Got it all..." "Try checking your facts if you want to claim the moral high ground. Jenny, who was standing beside you... one of you... Jenny. Is. My. Daughter." "I didn't recognise her. She looks nothing like..."

Joseph urged his daughter, making her see it as another way of healing away from the city of Los Angeles. Her father saw this as the only for his daughter to heal and bring a child into this world without any chaos or crisis. He knew how much love his daughter had for Ethan and wasn’t to let her strong girl look deceive him into thinking that she would try to reach Ethan soon. If Ethan was to ever find out the truth and return asking for forgiveness, he was aware of how fast Jessica would return back to his arms.