John Cenas Daughter Novels & Stories

Even Helena was docile in her presence. "That girl is Quin Johnson, Vivian’s only daughter and the Johnson family’s most favored granddaughter," Caelus continued, pointing to the young woman who tried to hug Alain. "When she was younger, she frequently visited the Ward family and followed Mr. Alain around. Originally, the Johnsons wanted her to marry Alain, but after learning he had been poisoned and disfigured, they gave up on that idea."

The tearing pain from my wound kept me painfully awake. Nelson took the microphone again and announced the highlight of the night. "To show our sincerity, I've decided to donate one of the villas under Lilith's name to charity. And on top of that, more happy news. My eldest daughter, Alexis, will be officially engaged to Mr. Paul Schultz of Crownford Group…"

All the luxury things are definitely my cup of tea. I did not leave daddy's side even though many greeted him, some looked at me and surprisingly recognized me. "Is she your daughter?" Wonderful question from a woman in her 40's who is maybe but still beautiful. "Yes Josephine, this is Azalea, my unica hija .. Lea, she's the Ceo of Jnc Entertainment," dad introduced me. The woman smiled at me so I returned it. "Hi, Azalea," she approached me gently. "Nice to meet you, you're so pretty .. Are you interested in modeling or acting, perhaps?" She asked.

When they finished, her friend left, leaving her alone. Months passed and the big day arrived, Judith would give birth to her beautiful daughter. As luck would have it, she was not alone when her water broke, she was with her mother and her mother-in-law. They called the ambulance, who took her to the private clinic where she had her prenatal check-ups. They performed a cesarean section, delivering a beautiful baby girl they decided to name Jenna Black Carlson.

There hadn't been anyone left at the Larson residence; Finn had passed away. One day, many years later, Catherine had happened to see Jessica on TV. Upon seeing the latter's familiar birth mark—a tiny mole at the corner of her eye—Catherine had identified Jessica as her daughter. She left the living room without a look at anyone else.

“You’re Cybil Ashcroft. We met once at the Silver Rose Gala, didn’t we?” Cybil blinked. “Yes, yes, I remember. And you’re Laya Kerrigan. John’s daughter.” Laya gave a small, shaky nod. “That’s right.” Cybil’s expression softened, her maternal instinct stirring. “I heard about your father. I’m truly sorry for your loss. He was a fine man.” “Thank you,” Laya murmured. “He left a big hole. I’ve been trying to hold everything together since, but…” She trailed off, brushing at her face with embarrassment. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to fall apart in public.”

"It's our family now, isn't it? I see no backing down from either of the two— neither Zayn nor Cassandra any time soon. There will be a wedding and Cassandra will be a Johnson." Once again... Suddenly, I thought of the woman I've named my daughter with her name. Her name had such a ring to it. Even to this day, I remember how she's saved my life. How she managed to keep in touch with me while I was drifting out of reality. Only I knew what I was trying to do in that bathtub that day, that night. With Eugene still by my side, I didn't care if I was letting go of my life. Cassandra Johnson...you will be forever remembered in my heart and mind. That's why I've named my daughter with your honor.

“Let me just make sure you’re okay, Mrs. Levette.” I was so excited to meet my daughter. Andrew led the boys into the room once she and I were cleaned up and decent; Jacob crawled up into the bed beside me while Neil stood next to his father. We all looked at the little blessing. Jacob spoke up, “She has white hair.” I smiled; this must’ve been what she meant. I haven’t had a chance to tell Andrew about what happened to me, but he didn’t ask questions or anything; instead, he looked to our son and said,

Used it as a free pass to be rude and act like she was above us all. "Jasmine Sharon Byrne, daughter of Delta Jason Byrne and Carmen Byrne" again the pack silently clapped as the warrior cane to fetch the beautiful girl who wore the same confidence Theresa wore. "Lydia Carmen Smith, daughter of Warrior Daniel Smith and Wesley Smith." She stood up slowly looking around nervously, and her fathers gave her an approving nod, and she silently followed the warrior to the back door.

"Who beat my daughter? The mayor's thunder without the rain, he was furious. In his family, his younger daughter was the most spoiled and loved one, He never raised his hand to her, not letting anyone dare to, yet his daughter called him now and said someone beat her. His entire body burned with wrath as if he was going to eat the person alive. When he was about to come alone, his elder daughter tagged along. She was also the same as her father. Her character is calm, and she's a lawyer, As the mayor of John Carson's daughter, Jen Carson has a unique privilege; she fights tough cases and never loses to anyone. She's her father's pride for her cunning brain. She made her father the mayor of A