John Cena's Daughter Novels & Stories

Her mom said it was okay, just feed Cindy to get her better, Cindy thanked them for their effort even though their not blood related, Geneva's mom insists and said it was okay she was like sister by Geneva and she was like second daughter to her, Geneva's mom treated Cindy nicely even although she knows everything about Cindy's dad, While Cindy and Geneva is eating, Geneva's mom asks Cindy if where's her father, Cindy stopped for a second and she said don't mind him, he's a coward man Geneva agreed and said,"Yes, he is. If my dad is similar to yours I would rather not meet him." For the last time, Geneva's mom asks Cindy what if she hear that her father left for other woman, Cindy said she k

She replies nonchalantly. Jake furrows his brows with a grin on his face. She looks really unbothered about his words. But there is something interesting about that nonchalance. He puts his daughter next to him and looks at Dawn who is clearly sitting like there are thousands of important things that have been roaming in her mind. " She is my daughter! Janet Dustin. Last Monday, she turned 3 years old." " Oh! Really?" Jake's eyebrows rise when he finally sees her smiling and becoming so interested in them. " Yes.!"

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.

He's only 15 years old and has a his whole life ahead of him. Jenna, who is 10, was born from a boyfriend my mom had when I was around 8 years old and I had thought that she would stop her drinking but instead her drinking habits increased and Jenna's father walked out on her leaving Jenna behind. He didn't even give a fuck about his daughter. I was pissed beyond belief that he would just leave her behind with a drunk for a mother but in the end it didn't surprise me as he was an addict as well.

To avoid retaliation from his enemies, he entrusted me to his former underling, Johnny Wyatt. Johnny took care of me by marrying a woman who lived alone with her son. But he had no children of his own. My father's company was going well. By the time he wanted to pick me up, I knew Zander. So I refused my father's arrangement. I wanted to be with Zander. I continued to live as Johnny's daughter until now. I thought I was happy, but I was 100% wrong. "Ms. Riddle, we packed everything up," Lucas said as he walked up to me and leaned over.

Summer woke up to my parents hugging each other in tears. She said mockingly, "You can drop the act. Even if Sienna is alive, she won't want to be your daughter. You two were much crueller than I was. Sienna wouldn't have been so miserable if it weren't for you two." Summer no longer cared about anything. Every single sentence she said was to provoke them. In the end, my parents left the hospital in a huff. They spent the next few days handling my funeral.

“My Mamma isn’t dead! You have no right to say that she is!” The living room fell silent for a moment. Donna Moretti hesitated before looking at Father. “Don Vitale… this is…?” Father’s face looked as cold and hard as iron, his voice completely emotionless as he said, “A servant’s child.” My entire body froze. It was true that he had already announced to the outside world that Bianca was his only daughter. At school, Bianca had always told everyone that I was the daughter of a servant, too.

"Mom, the precious daughter you loved for 20 years wasn't a heiress who got switched at birth. She was never a Howe. She was the maid's kid. The real Lilith was swapped out at birth and left to freeze to death in the snow. "That maid forged the keepsake and staged the reunion so that her daughter could live a good life. And for the sake of appearances, for a so-called perfect child, you didn't even bother with a DNA test. You welcomed her with open arms while treating your real daughter like dirt."

“Do it. Every time you cause trouble, I’ll print out Selena and Howard’s chat and post it everywhere. I’ll show everyone how your son stayed in my house for free, spent my money, and slept with my wife.” Zanda’s expression changed. She loved her dignity the most. Compared to what Howard did, she was even more worried about her neighbors, friends, and family learning about what Howard had done. Howard grabbed her arm. “Mom, stop arguing.” She teared up and hugged Howard. “Oh, Howard, you’re so unlucky!” When I saw this, I just found it funny. Him? Unlucky? The one who was truly unlucky was my daughter. She had spent three days without anyone bathing her, cooking for her, and putting her to sl

"Anyway, I thought you should know he’s been cremated. Celine made the arrangements. Blake is still heartbroken so I better return to him…he needs me.” She left with the same smug grace she came in, and I was left in silence again, save for the television playing softly in the background. “…media confirms the death of Julio Jenner, billionaire CEO of JJ Empire. He succumbed to a brief but severe illness. Sources close to the family reveal that his only daughter has been missing for two years and has not been reached for comment.” Julio Jenner. My father. Dead. The tears came harder now, relentless and uncontrollable. I wept for my baby. For my father. For the girl I used to be—the one who be