Roman Reigns Daughter Novels & Stories

I could tell that Romano’s move was a calculated strike, a warning for me to stay in line, but I didn’t want to believe that was all it was. What would happen next if he decided to act? Was there anything I could still do to ruin this? I wondered, but my thoughts were cut short when my daughter called out to me. “Mummy, did you hear that? Romano Sinclair wants me as his daughter-in-law. It’s only good news from now on,” she beamed, and I let out a slow, heavy sigh. “Are you that happy about getting engaged to that boy?” I asked, my voice edged with bitterness. I watched their smiles falter as they both turned to look at me, confusion flickering across their faces, as if they couldn’t underst

At Le Château Royale, the clinking of silverware was the only sound between them. Lydia and Rowan ate in silence. Rowan finally broke it, dabbing his lips with a napkin. "So... you're a Zander?" His voice held amusement. Lydia met his gaze. "Yes." A slow whistle left his lips. "Damn. The woman I pulled out of a pool turns out to be the President’s daughter." She shrugged. "Life happens."

Anna, who had insisted that she could be the leader, was the one who organized everything. She sat on the floor in between Celine and King Roman and began handing out pieces of chalk to each player. King Roman leaned forward in his chair while waiting impatiently for Celine to finish drawing her piece of chalk on the board. He glanced over to the clock, checking to see how late his meeting was going to take place. King Roman and Celine raise their daughter together . When she was just a month old he found out that she had been conceived during one of their many fights and he was devastated when he found out.

Both turned to Shantal, but she only raised her eyebrows, her playful smile widening. Shantal rubbed her eyes slowly, savoring the moment. “Sorry… what did you just say?” Regina’s heart pounded as the weight of her words sank in. Her bravado cracked as Shantal’s mocking gaze pinned her down. Panicked, she looked away, her eyes flickering with regret. Before Regina could recover, Shantal turned to Roger, her laugh light but sharp. “If I heard right, your daughter here just announced she’s the Zellweger heir.”

"What happens when I draw first blood in a war against the sister I should have protected?" "You keep your throne," Roen answered. "And you ensure your son inherits it, not a she-wolf with a crown of fire and a beast at her side." My fists clenched at the mention of my son. Rylan. Still young. Still learning. He wasn't ready, not yet. But if I allowed Zeina to ascend, if I let her claim this strength, he never would be. I looked out the high window toward the horizon where her mountain rose, black against the stars. The flames from her training pits could be seen even from here, flickering like omens.

Regina said as she demanded for what had been promised to her. Darius’s grey eyes narrowed slightly at the unmistakable meaning behind her statement. Lady Regina Baldirius is the only daughter of the current prime minister and thought to be the prime candidate to become the next queen. Both the lady and her father had their eyes set on the first prince of the Kingdom and had no qualms in making their intent known to all.

He was undefeated in countless battles and had won the hearts of his people. Although, he was feared by many, but to his family, he was a loving husband and father. He had three daughters—Princess Naila, Princess Nilenia, and Princess Natalia. Princess Naila was supposed to inherit the throne, but she was sick and was bedridden for four years now. While Princess Nilenia rejected to be the next heir. The youngest daughter of King Lucius was chosen to be the next ruler of Etholia. That was what everyone thought until a proclamation was given by the king itself.

Both turned to Dexie, but she only raised her eyebrows, her playful smile widening. Dexie rubbed her eyes slowly, savoring the moment. “Sorry… what did you just say?” Regina’s heart pounded as the weight of her words sank in. Her bravado cracked as Dexie’s mocking gaze pinned her down. Panicked, she looked away, her eyes flickering with regret. Before Regina could recover, Dexie turned to Roger, her laugh light but sharp. “If I heard right, your daughter here just announced she’s the Zellweger heir.”

My smile widens at his words. "Stop stalling, Amelia. Throw out what's repressing you from the inside out at once." She crosses her arms, making her breasts stand out more, and I drop my gauze, wondering what color her pout is. Damn, focus! She is the daughter of the enemy. It must be a card out of the deck. She is his ex-wife's younger sister and last but not least, she is eighteen years old. "What happened?" I resolve to cut to the chase and avert my eyes from temptation. His face turns into a disgusted frown, but he's still looking at me.

I panic. “You fainted.” My hand grips my stomach. “The baby!” “Fine. The baby is fine,” Raphael says. “What?” “The doctor checked you. The baby is fine.” “Really?” “Yes.” He hugs me, and for a short while, I enjoy his embrace. “What happened, Raphael?” “The Raven Wolf King has taken over. But you are his daughter, and he has left us to do as we wish for now.” “But I tried to kill him.” “I don’t think he cares.”