Michael Jackson Daughter Novels & Stories

Jackson's daughter status," but now everything is completely ruined. Every single chance I had of getting closer to my father has dried up and disappeared. Today I was found pregnant, and the worst of it was that Rhett was not the father. But who would believe my truth? It is shocking and especially traumatizing to me as I saw it on the news channel. "The first daughter of the Jackson family has a messed up private life and is finally tied down with pregnancy—a baby whose father is not Rhett, her former fiancé." Amalia's secret lover is yet to be uncovered, and yes, just like you are wondering, we are all dying to know the man better than Mr. Rhett that Amelia had to leave her engagement par

I nodded but then thought for a second, “How do I know this is real?” I asked, “Am I truly here?” She giggled and got down to my level, “Look to your daughter for reassurance. Then you will know.” It didn’t make any sense, but I knew better than to argue with the Moon Goddess, real or not. I nodded then turned back to my family, “I’m ready.” Before I knew it, I was screaming as I felt my daughter leave my body. “It’s a girl.” The doctor announced; Andrew kissed my lips and made sure I was okay before meeting her. “Let me just make sure you’re okay, Mrs. Levette.”

he said, leaving the place. I will have the girl for myself and will grow more powerful. I let out an evil laugh. (Time Skip to 8 years) Karen's POV: After that day, 8 years ago, my life changed for the best. I moved out of that city and moved on with life as well. I met Jack, found true love, and built a very sweet family. I have another daughter now, Olivia Stark. And I named my elder daughter Ava Stark. When I met Jack and told him about my situation, he stood with me and gave his full support to me and this family. But unfortunately, four years ago, I had to lose him in an accident.

"You came. I did not think you would come." "Of course I came. You are my sister." Jackson reached for her hand, holding it gently. "I have been looking for you since the moment you were taken. I have been doing everything possible to find you. And when Eve told me they had rescued you but you were in labor with complications, I got on the first plane I could find." "The baby," Avery whispered. "Did they tell you about the baby?" "A girl. Five pounds four ounces. Breathing on her own. They said she is in the NICU for observation but she is strong." Jackson squeezed her hand. "You have a daughter, Avery. You are a mother."

And I could no way confess, seeing you and our kids looking so happy watching Mickey running around in our living room. " I would have killed him if he hadn’t already died.", Michael's Mom grits her teeth, a few tears slither down her eyes. “ He died of a heart attack, when you were four.”, Michael's Dad adds. “ He didn’t even give me the lady's address or details. But he told me she gave birth to a son and the couple are happy. Do you have a brother, Ethan ?”, he asks me. “ No..I only have a sister, who is only 6.”, I say.

I should have picked up his calls and read his messages! Now, take a look at the lunatic he wedded. “I'm sure she's either a powerhouse or her family is one of those ancient old money families,” I muttered, as my hands tapped on my keyboard. I searched for her image online, and it didn't take long before I got her name and image. “Edison Jackson… the daughter of the previous Alpha in the 4th district,” I read the message out loud and clasped my hands. “Of course she's from a wealthy family!”

Chuck was confused. “Wait. Hold the fuck on. You mean Lacy?” Michael chuckled dryly. He was looking at us with a look of absurdity. He was waiting for us to deny it. To tell him it wasn't true. None of us said a word. “Who's Lacy?” Chuck asked. He was the only one lost at the moment. “Aaliyah's friend.” Michael explained. “Wait, what?!” He gasped, turning his head to look at me. His eyes were wide in shock. And the disappointment was there too. “You're fucking your daughter's best friend?” That question killed me. Completely.

She said proudly, eyes growing sad. "That's cool," I said, and she beamed. The girl nodded before speaking up again. "You kept saying Casey while you were sleeping. Who is Casey?" She asked innocently. My heart skipped a beat at the sound of Casey's name and I suddenly felt so sad that she wasn't here with me. "She's my daughter" The girl gasped. "But you look so young to have a daughter!" I chuckled. "Yeah I know. I'm pretty young" "Can I meet her?" She asked looking up at me with hopeful eyes. I was about to speak when the door opened to reveal Mrs John and Andrea behind her.

“You knew I’d come.” “I counted on it.” I stepped into the center of the room. “Where is she?” He tilted his head. “Your daughter? Safe. For now.” He tossed a photo at my feet. Regina. Holding Hope. The breath left my body. “You stay away from her,” I growled. He stepped forward. “I gave her life.” “You gave her trauma,” I snapped. Michael’s smile dropped. “You don’t get to judge me. You chose Nicholas’s father over me. You let him take everything.”

Mr Jackson Peters started, pointing at my dad, while the sobbing Mrs Peters sat beside him. “I trusted him so much that I put all I had, including my children under his care, but he betrayed me. He connived with my supposed best friend to ruin my business, and he even went as far as.. abducting.. my daugh..ter..” Mr Jackson coughed out in pain. ‘Daughter? He had a daughter? But.. Andrea was his only child wasn’t he?’ I thought inwardly with my mind spiralling in confusion. From what he had said so far, my dad had worked for them long ago, and at that time, Andrea was very young. Mr and Mrs Jackson had a daughter together who my dad supposedly abducted.