Paris Jackson Parents Novels & Stories

He glared at her, "Is there any reason why you're asking, mom?" She shook her head, "oh no, you both are the perfect match." He chuckled, "A while ago you were trying to talk me out of marrying her." His mother smiled a fake smile he was sure, "It's not like that my son I was just worried." Indeed, Adam refrained from rolling his eyes but said nothing. He watched her walk away and he frowned. He wasn't happy with the way she had treated Kiara and Cassie and he wouldn't like it to happen again but speaking of Kiara, she didn't tell him that her parents were politically influential people in Paris. He was surprised and happy.

He finished what she wanted to say and Ana slowly gazed up at him from the ring. “ Your father, William Adams and Blackwell killed our parents and took us...Their kids in as a trophy. ” Stating in a now calm voice, Jackson sighed out. She was not supposed to know. He didn't want to tell her how horrible her father really was. But when she had already found it out, it was no use holding back. “ You remember what your father used to say about Enemy's dogs, right? ” Shaking his head, Jackson averted his eyes away to look at the sea.

Paris giggled before continuing, “My parents are already at the hotel, Silly. There’s no need for you to pick them up.” There was a few seconds of silence before Jaxon sighed. “I’m not here for your parents. I’m flying to D.C. with Katherine.” “What? Why?” Paris’s sweet voice turned to panic. “Why do you need to go with her? Where is her husband? And have you not been listening to a word I just said? My parents are in town, Jax, they want to meet us.”

That's all you need to know about me for now. Oh, that's what I call refreshment, nothing can spoil my day..... I said, my phone beeped after my statement. I spoke too soon...I said as I picked up my phone to check my message From Grand pa John Jenny your parents called and you know how they get, they want you to spend the week with Paris with them, you'll have to go tomorrow. That will be awesome, I can even do my next show in Paris, the city of love. I screamed happily.

"Then get married and get me a grandchild! I'm sick of this Celebrity and paparazzi hullabaloo! I don't have anyone else after you and I want to be a grandmother soon!" Oh well, Hello. Did everyone forget she was standing right next to them with a tray in hand? Maria thought, partially enjoying the drama she wasn't quite sure she should be. So, Jones Jackson had a mildly obstreperous mother who was desperate for a grandchild but was unsure of her son's sexuality, the kinds of deets Netizens would love to chew on.

I continued to ask her questions about Jake. "Fine Arts. Jake's a talented artist," she proudly said. "Did you know that he once used me as a muse?" I prevented myself from rolling my eyes as I saw how her eyes sparked as she kept on telling me about her boyfriend. "And what does his parents do in life?" "His parents were both into business. They have a winery abroad. That's why his parents were always out of the country." She sighed. "Jake's parents… they don't have time for him."

I wrapped my arms around him again and this time, I squeezed harder, "I'll arrange your meeting with the elders. I'm going to be there by the way." "I was counting on it. Paris is going to be there too." He was silent for a moment, before he finally responded, "I was counting on that too." PARIS's POV "How was it with Ember?" Jackson asked the moment I walked through the front doors. I sighed and collapsed in one of the chairs before shaking my head. "how did I never see just how stubborn that woman could be?"

Jake nodded, "Yeah, I know you are being modest as always. Still, I am grateful." Reign and Cora greeted Lisa's parents and sister before they finally left. After that, Jake waited outside briefly while the doctor went in and informed Tiffany that Jake had arrived. The moment Paris heard that Jake had arrived she said, "Well, I guess that's my cue. The person you want to see the most is here. I'll be back in the morning, okay, Darling." Tiffany nodded, "Thank you so much. Let's continue our gossip tomorrow when you come."

Emily bit her lip, staying silent. “My parents are quite traditional,” Allen explained. “In their eyes, Jackson cut ties with the family for three years because of a woman and then got into a car accident. Their opinion of you isn’t great. I know you never asked Jackson to do any of this, but he’s still part of the Parker family, and my parents don’t want you two seeing each other anymore.” Emily took a deep breath. “I understand. I won’t see Jackson again.” All she seemed to bring Jackson was disaster.

Jessica instructed Jovita. “What are you talking about? I am coming with, I am defiantly not letting my eighteen-year-old daughter slip out to a nightclub unattended,” Jovita said, following them out. “Seriously?” Jessica rolled her eyes. “You guys go down while I set up Jovita’s bed so that it looks like we are sleeping, just in case one of my parents comes home. Paris was already waiting outside Jessica’s house with Wynn sitting next to him in the passenger seat.