John Cena Daughter Novels & Stories

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.

Detective Grayson said simply. “Oh my God,” Jessica said. She felt light-headed. Whoever the chaperone was gave her life to save her child. “Did she have children?” Deep down, Jessica didn’t want to know, but she had to. Detective Kidman shook her head. “No. She did have a son, but he died of leukemia at the age of ten. She had no other children. Her name was Pam Jackson. She had a husband who died in Iraq. Her only living relative is an older sister in Michigan.”

“So we agreed when we were eight years old to study hard, work harder, and become strong, independent women.” “But Dawn and Jenna look American,” I say. “Jenna’s dad is Dominican–Puerto Rican and her mom is Black American. Dawn’s mom is Irish-American; her dad is Cuban. She got more of the classic Hollywood bombshell beauty, but her mom insisted on giving her an English name.” Fiona’s lips curve in a subtle smile.

Jake is now talking to a couple with their daughter. The girl has a blonde long hair, fair skin, chunky eyes, and pink full lips. The girl's smile towards Jake is something. Hmmm, I know that look very well. She likes him, doesn't she? Well, who wouldn't right? With the good face, wealth and successful life, and hot body... he really has it all. "Jake, this is my daughter Carren. She's in her last year in college." the man in a tux introduced his daughter.

His breath comes in ragged gasps as the weight of her words sinks in. Sienna… his daughter? How is that possible? He has been fucking her for the past two years plus and now what? He has been… His daughter? “Dad?” A voice interrupts his spiraling thoughts, and he looks up to see Charles approaching. “Quinn has woken up from her coma. Where is Mum? How is she doing?” But John can barely hear him. His mind is still reeling, drowning in the revelation that has shattered everything, every damn thing.

"Spit it out instead of hemming and hawing." Carter said slowly, "Recently, I've caught wind of a rumor… about Richard—your dad. That he has an illegitimate daughter. Many believe it's you. After your concert, Wendy confirmed it in a reply to a fan online—she admitted you're Jenna from Bell University." The truth of Sharon's connection to Richard wasn't exactly a secret anymore. At least among the Malcolm family, Westin family, Blakely family, and other major families, everyone already knew.

He looked at her doubtingly, only to find that she looked even more scared than he was. He saw her shocked expression. Even though they didn't say a word, Mark smiled unconsciously. The shrewd man curled his lips and greeted him enthusiastically, "Are you back? Perfect, it's perfect. Come on, let me introduce you to each other..." As he dragged Jenny to Zachary with one hand, Mark's overly shrewd face was full of smiles. "This is Jenny. Jenny Stone. She's my daughter." As soon as he finished speaking, Mark pointed at Zachary with a smile and introduced him to his daughter, "This is Zachary Klein, the young master of the Klein family."

In the hallway, I had flirted with her casually, but now, seeing her care for my mother, I felt a strange sense of admiration. Mrs. Idris, my mother, glanced between the two of us, perhaps sensing something unspoken. She let out a soft sigh, as if resigned to the oddness of the situation. Then, turning to Jennifer, she introduced me. “This is my son, Samuel,” she said softly. “My only son. He’s the husband of Anna Edgewood.” Jennifer’s eyes flicked to mine, a slight pause before she nodded. “It’s a pleasure to meet you properly, Samuel.”

It was a good partnership, one that had served them well over the years. Thankfully, they were talking the legitimate side of the business when Jenna breezed through the door of Vince's trailer office. She swept the room with a glance, her grin encompassing both Jared and Vince. She bent over and plopped a powdery smelling baby on Jared's lap before swinging around the side of the desk and dropping onto her husband. Vince's arms came up to wrap protectively around the curvy redhead. Jared ignored the two and focused on the baby. Vincent Junior was going to be the spitting image of his father. A fair trade, since Jenna's daughter, Lola, looked just like her mother. Especially now that her hai

“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.”