Quavo Daughter Novels & Stories

I wonder if she’s been the rib-cracker in my stomach. Deborah turns to Quirin. “Want to hold your daughter, Alpha?” she asks him. His eyes go wide, but there’s a softness there too and tears. He nods his head and puts out his arms. “I don’t know what to do.” Deborah helps him get our daughter into his arms. I narrow my eyes as I watch him sway. “Quirin, so help me goddess, if you pass out with our daughter in your arms, as soon as Echo is back, I’ll have to rip you limb from limb,” I growl as my contractions start again.

Mom stepped forward to confirm it. "My friends," she said, "my family, I am thrilled to reunite us with Batsheva Andreas, now Moromond, who has at last come home to the coven. We have reviewed the submission of Dominic Moromond and, by her honor, their son, Quaid." The three stepped forward. I tried not to watch, doing everything I could to avoid the smirk I knew was plastered on Quaid's face. Maybe he wasn't really so hot after all.

I was a proud father. "What is it?" Solomon asked. "Your daughter is a Quorian. She is the first in history," he replied, looking at the book. "Legends have it that a Quetet will conceive a child, and she will have the blood of a Quetet, a pure vampire and a human. She will be the most powerful creature in history." "Even more powerful than Suzana?" Jocelyn asked. "It seems so," Aleksandr said. "So Faith is also a Quetet?" I asked.

She knew Zoey had heard him because she was standing right beside her. “Hello, po! I’m Zoey Gray, the one and only beautiful daughter of Mommy!” Zoey chirped excitedly to Claire’s brother. “You’re her only daughter, period,” Quinn teased her goddaughter. “Tita Quinn, why do you have to ruin it?!” Zoey pouted, making Quinn and Claire laugh. But Timothy knelt to be at her eye level. “You have the same eyes as your mom,” he said in awe. From the moment he saw her, her eyes were striking—though her face resembled her father’s.

I stood, stunned speechless as Kaiden’s face lit up with a heart-warming smile and he swung the girl up to sit on his shoulders. “And last but certainly not the least, Aliya, meet Quinn, my darling daughter.” What. The. Heck?

Already being trained to lead—our daughter, the future Alpha queen. Ciara had a son of her own now, just two years old. We often swapped visits. Our bonds, growing deeper. And... I wasn't alone anymore. The End.

A simple life, but full of love from a noble-hearted woman whom she believed was her birth mother. "From this moment on, my granddaughter has been found. Gather with me here. The sole successor of Quassano, Leora Eddith Seraphine Quassano. Whatever she says is an order to all of you." Alfred spoke assertively to everyone in the living room, welcoming their presence with a bow and respect.

Now, I can't help but wonder, is my daughter happy about not having a dad these past years? I suddenly feel like I have swallowed all my pride and conceded defeat. I didn't say a word or two. I just stood there silently, watching him weep. I've overdone it, haven't I? "What is her name?" He asked after the long silence. I looked away. "KC," I replied. "Kiera Claudette." He nodded and replied, "Okay." "Saavedra," I added. I saw how his cold glare warmed a bit. I am not so evil to not give our daughter your surname, Quel.

“Then I’ll see you next time, Sera.” Sera waved her goodbye as she walked towards the gate of the palace where their carriage was waiting for them. “Did you have fun today?” Alejandro asked his daughter who was seated on his lap. Her head was leaning on his chest and her eyes looked drowsy as if she was trying to fight the sleepiness. “Yes. Her Highness was so energetic.” Sera hugged her father’s neck. “Papa, can I sleep? I’m tired.” Alejandro chuckled and hugged his daughter. “Go on. Sleep for a while, my dear.”

"That's right, Mr. Edison. Stop hesitating and just say yes. Actually, I…" She faltered, then finally seemed to summon great courage. "Mr. Edison, I need to ask you something. Is Finn really your biological son?" "What? Of course he is. Why would you ask that?" "Mr. Edison, I'm ashamed to even say this, but the truth is… Finn can't perform. I've been thinking about it a lot lately. I'm really torn. I don't know if getting married like this is even right." Her words shocked me. So my son really was impotent. No wonder she'd been pleasuring herself in broad daylight that time.