John Cenas Daughter Novels & Stories

“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,

“It’s a pleasure to have you all today. As you all know, it’s my daughter’s 24th birthday. A daughter who is now the active CEO of Cybernix Enterprise and a daughter you all have never met.” He continued talking as I moved closer to the top of the stairs, ready to descend when he says my name. “I’ll like you all to welcome my beautiful daughter Jessica Hart.” He said, and the applause came as expected and I made my way slowly down the stairs as my heels clicked against the marbles. One thing I couldn’t miss as I walked majestically was their whispers and glances being exchanged among the crowd. Some looked impress others looked curious.

Right now my loyalty is with Demitria and will remain with her in what ever hell she walks through, I only hope that my allies stand strong by her side as the only women as a head of family. 🔷🔷🔷 Alessiano The rumors of Jaspers daughter being a wild one have been common knowledge for the last few years along with the scandal of her having an abortion while here in the states before returning to Canada after a winter ball have also stopped any potential families to reconsider binding their sons to her.

He asked while still laughing and helping me to stand up. No bitch! A tiny girl threw me out of her room and she's strong as hell! I didn't know that her mother is Do Bong Soo and her father is John Cena! I was shouting on my mind and I'm on the verge of voicing it out but I still choose to just keep that to myself because I know that Jiroo will freak out if he finds out that I jumped to Hera's balcony to say my sorry but we ended up fighting and breaking my arm.

“You called them Dirty J. Divas when me and Titus crashed your burger date with Bray. It kind of stuck with us, so we renamed our fans the Divas.” Conor here. I have a special post today. Y’all keep asking us for a photo of my daughter, and I’m happy to finally introduce her to you. You’re all great and we wanted you to meet her first. So here she is, the littlest Diva, with me and her amazing mama, Chloe. This is my Milka. I swallowed my nerves as he clicked “post.” He turned his face to me and our daughter. “There. Done.” “She’s not a secret anymore,” I whispered, running my fingers through her unruly dark hair.

Her name sounded oddly familiar though. No results, please let No results pop up my screen. A tab opened up. Layla Jones, 22 years old Daughter of Cedric Jones and Granddaughter of the iconic, Hendric Jones Shit... There was even a profile about her and a few pictures. She was kind of pretty though definitely not my type, but she'll do. “You like what you see on Toogle?”, he asked amused, and I threw him a glare “Its G****e”, I corrected. “And no, she's not the kind I pictured I would marry when I would plan to marry”

he conceded, holding up his hands in mock surrender. A comfortable silence settled between them for a moment until he spoke again. "About that kid from earlier..." Cyan looked up from the apple. "Zendaya." "Yeah. Where is she?" "She’s with your brother right now." "Is she really our daughter?" Cyan hesitated. Technically, Zendaya was Zach’s daughter, but she wasn't hers. The truth was a tangled web. "She is..." Cyan said carefully. "She is your daughter... but with someone else.”

I hesitated for a moment, then opened it and went inside. There, on the bed, lay my beautiful daughter, Cassandra. She was sound asleep, and beside her bed was the young man whom I had seen earlier with my sons, Cameron and Chase. At this point, I could only think of him as Cassandra’s mate. Tears filled my eyes as I stood there, staring at the young lady who was my daughter. The last time I saw her, she was just a little girl, and now she has become a full-grown woman.

she try to calm the little baby down. “You deserved it. When karma hits, it’s pretty relaxing but quote you, John didn’t kill your son. You thought being rich or getting married into a rich family is all roses, trust me when I say it’s nightmare. Your poor boy was used as revenge on John and if you had allowed him stay in newyork to fight it, the little boy would still be alive so literally, you also killed your son” Cynthia said for Ciara to start crying. “So pitiful” Cynthia said as she watch Ciara trying to calm her crying daughter while tears pour down her eyes.