Michael Jackson Daughter Novels & Stories

Now, not only were there so many wonderful women she knew for a fact were prepared to be amazing leaders, she had her daughter as a testament to the fact that there would be more Lunas to come. River kissed her goodbye, stooping to kiss Michaela as well, and then he left. Ellie finished feeding Michaela, cleaned her up, and then took her into the living room, putting her into the playpen for a bit to play with some toys while she went to talk to her dad about the Moon Goddess Ball. She could hear the television, so she knew he was awake, but she knocked on the door and waited for him to call her in. "Hey, Dad," she said. "How are you?"

"Angela, you're pregnant with your second child now. You have to be careful about everything." Gary quickly chimed in, his tone respectful. "Dad, Mom, don't worry. I'll take good care of Angela. She's the hero of our family now." Ever since Angela gave birth to a daughter for Gary despite his fertility issues, her status in the Cardone family had skyrocketed. Mrs. Cardone bragged to everyone that Angela had a naturally fertile body, and that the second child was definitely going to be a boy. Even the Miller family had landed several business projects because of it.

But before that, I need to tell Daisy. The instant thought of my daughter—my brilliant, strong, beautiful daughter—brings a fresh wave of happiness mixed with sadness and another portion of anger. She is pregnant. Eighteen years old and pregnant with the child of the Lycan Prince. I found out about the whole issue from a video going viral across every pack network. I watched the video and saw how Liam Kingston publicly defended my daughter and asked her to be his girlfriend in front of the entire world. And she said yes.

Ashley asked. Vivian grabbed Ashley's hand tighter. "We're leaving. Now." She practically dragged the child out of my office. I watched them go. Heard Vivian's heels clicking rapidly down the hallway. Heard her voice, shrill and panicked, demanding to see Jaxon immediately. Then silence. I sat down at my desk and realized my hands were shaking. That was Jaxon's daughter. Three years old. The same age as Rowan and Nova. The heir he'd divorced me for.

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.

Yubi “Who is this little angel?” Michael asks again, his eyes fixed on the baby carrier I’m gripping way too tightly. His voice isn’t angry. Just stunned. Confused. Trying to understand. I swallow. My throat is dry. Chanel whimpers softly as if she feels the tension seeping out of my pores. “This is Chanel,” I say, clearing my throat. “She is my daughter” Michael’s brows lift, his face is still expressionless, shocked even, he doesn’t ask questions, Instead he takes two slow steps toward me as if he’s scared any sudden movement might scare me away.

"Wait didn't Santiago or Jack tell you where I was?" "Uh those boys didn't even look in my direction when they passed me by with girls in their arms going into their rooms doing God knows what." "Mom you do realise that those girls are actually your daughter and nieces, Jasmine, Jennifer and Jessica?" Michael pointed out and Aunt scarlet almost chocked on her spit "Oh my goodness I swear if those boys even dare lay their fingers at my little babies I will murder them!!" with that she forgot all about her grandsons and hastily went into the house yelling and cussing my brothers.

She glanced at her watch and said “Say, in an hour?” At their nods she walked away. Justin glanced at his brother Dash who was with him and said, “See to it Mr. Kingsley is shown from the property.” He paused then said “Oh, a word of warning you might want to pass on to your father Kingsley, that little girl is Hunter McDaniel’s daughter, she’s the granddaughter of Jamison McDaniel’s and Harrison Denae. I suggest the next time you choose someone to try and abuse you find a better target.”

“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.

They looked at him in shock and confusion. "Baby's mother?" "Don't fucking lie!" They both exclaimed at the same time. They shared a confused look before looking back at Jackson to understand what he meant. "Yes, your maid, this woman, Faith. She is my daughter, Echo's mother. Faith, I never told you but Echo is my daughter. And I am here to take you with me!" Jackson once again said in the same strong and confidence filled tone while smirking down at both of them. He was trying to play the game again.