John Cenas Daughter Romane & Geschichten

And he chose to give it all than stand up and give up. Wait, did he say 'my daughter'? "And what's the name of your daughter?" I asked out of curiosity. "Her name? Her name is Katlyn Carlson. She is now a fourth-year College student at Lawson University," he immediately replied to me, and rubbed his hands together since it was freezing here outside. Katlyn, he said? Oh, what a surprise. I smiled when an idea came to my mind just thinking of Katlyn who stole my Dad's attention and kept comparing me to her.

"That must be difficult. Not remembering." "It was. For a long time. But I've made peace with it. I have my son. I have my career. I have good friends." She smiled. "The past is the past. I'm focused on the future." "A son," Cassian said. "How old?" "Five. His name is Colt. He's obsessed with dinosaurs and thinks vegetables are a personal attack on his freedom." Cassian almost smiled. "I have a daughter. Emory. She's also five. She broke her arm recently and has been using the cast as a canvas for her classmates' artwork."

In front of the live-streaming camera, the large office was eerily silent. There was only the sound of heavy and frantic heartbeats. My daughter Tina, who had previously been deemed "emotionally unstable", was now the only judge. She was still trembling, but when my hand covered hers, when she saw the encouraging look in Rick's eyes, light was rekindled in her hollow eyes. Standing in front of the enormous whiteboard, she picked up the pen. In the live stream, the comments surged.

"If you want respect, you need to have a powerful father first. Unfortunately, that would be my father. I'm the daughter of Don Caruso, the Principessa of a mafia family. You'll never be better than I am in this life. You're nothing but a dog I can beat off!" Looking at how confident she was, I frowned slightly. Could my father really have an illegitimate daughter behind our family's back? I asked carefully, "I heard that Don Caruso's daughter is studying overseas and has only just returned. How do you explain the fact that you studied at a local public university?"

She chuckled. “What did you do to Carys!?” Joshua growled, holding back his rage in his tightened fists. “Nothing. She is just sleeping. She is my precious daughter. I’ll never do anything bad to her,” Calista smiled. “Daughter? When did you ever consider Carys as your daughter? You shameless bitch! Haven’t you done enough!” Joshua snarled.

We began to deliberate on the matter, and later my mother and Cena agreed that Nikki was the biological daughter of my father, but she strangely lost her memory. As we talked, Jeremy's gaze was on Cena's wound. He stole some gazes to draw my attention to it, and I immediately followed his eyes to the area where Cena was wounded. That was the same kind of wound on the prison guard's body. And it looked like the handwork of the white-bearded man I saw in my father's territory some days ago. "Cena, we need you to help us find some clues about the proprietor. That man might be evil!" Jeremy said to Cena. Cena rolled his eyes disgustingly at him.

"She is the daughter of the head of the Keppa's clan. Her father is indisposed, and he asked her to represent him." "Why don't you let her introduce herself." I cut him a stern glare. The lady stood up, and I marveled at her perfect figure. Damn! Not even Gemma stands a chance. Where have you been all my life? I almost said that out loud before biting down on my hunger. "Pardon me, Alpha. I am Ciara Torres, the Daughter of Collin Torres. I am only representing my father for today. You don't have to worry about seeing me again." She smiled so beautifully. Suppose the goddess makes this many beauties. I wonder how she looks.

My mother asked and my father shook his head. “By Hecate, when did you get this stupid Iannis? Is it old age? You're just a hundred and ten for crying out loud. So he gave you a baby and you didn't think to ask who her real parents were?” My mother shouts and the windows in the living room crack. “Mum, you need to calm down.” I tell her. “I know son, I know. Now back to you Iannis. Luna is the daughter of Killian and Lena Kelly.” She says and my father gasps in shock.

He wanted Summer to only have pleasant memories and to live the rest of her life happily. That night, Catelyn hosted a dinner at the Majestique. She invited Edwin, Eason, Charles and the others to celebrate. In front of everyone, she announced that Puffy was her daughter! As for Jennie, the skinny child Ralph brought home, she was not Catelyn’s daughter. She was a fake, just like Ralph. Guess Sofia picked her up from somewhere. Out of her kindness, Catelyn sent Jennie to an orphanage and donated a large sum of money for her.

There is an uproar in the hall. I see attendees looking menacingly at Jasper and others glare back confused at the stage. An older man and woman emerge, the woman getting down on her knees, crying her heart out. The man comfortingly wraps a hand around her shoulder to pull her up. "Elder Nicolas. I am Kenston Weiner and there on the stage is my second daughter, Rain. I was reported that she is suffering from amnesia," the man exclaimed emotionally. "This is my wife, Ana and here is my third daughter, Ruth. I confirm what Alpha Jasper here declares, my daughter is already mated with him". My eyes go wide. I have parents! And a younger sister!