Shrek Fiona Dad Novels & Stories

Francis asked, his grin devilish. Fear rippled through Fiona's entire body at the sight of that terrifying grin. Still, Francis's words echoed in her mind, "I'm not Algern's daughter," Fiona denied, so Francis laughed because, in the end, Fiona really didn't know anything, still clueless and worthless she-wolf. "Hahaha, are you serious? You don't know that Algern is your dad? If no one's telling you, then I'll be the one to spill the truth," Francis replied, pushing Fiona into the house and locking the door.

In Felix’s eyes, she was nothing. No one knew that deep down, Fiona had once secretly fantasized about Felix noticing her, even just a little. Just then, her phone rang. She glanced at the screen and saw it was her mother. As she headed back toward her office, she answered, “Mom, I’m at work. What’s going on?” “Fiona, did you know Xena is now a shareholder in your father’s company?” Fiona felt like her head exploded. Her expression changed instantly. “What? How did she become a shareholder in Dad’s company?”

he asked. “I have no idea. She’s just… a Fiona,” I laughed. He chuckled and looked toward the TV, which was on but muted. When I turned, I saw Shrek playing, and there on the screen was Fiona the ogre. “No. No,” I said, smacking his chest lightly. “My daughter is not that!” He burst into louder laughter, which made me laugh too. “Stop it!” I said. “I’m sorry, and please don’t tell the Boss,” he said, wiping a tear from his eye.

"I just gave YOU an IDEA and the first time that came to your mind is about the wig’s COLOR!? Are you being serious right now?!” I flinched at the tone of her voice. "I know. I heard you so...yay!!! FELISHA HUGHES!! THE DAUGHTER OF SHREK AND FIONA WAS BORN!! But pink? Really?!" I shivered. When I looked up, I almost screamed in fright when I saw the look of fury on Kaila's face. You could totally imagine a fire in the background by how she looks. I gulp. She stormed to me and grabbed my arms. She hauled me up. "W-wait! What are you gonna do to me?"

My eyes trailed up to his sharp jawline, his straight pointed nose, his tick, long eyebrows, and eyelashes to his sinful, tempting, luscious lips, I fought the urge to lick my lips but. Consciously, I ran a tongue over my lips, unable to stop impulse but the sound of my dad clearing his throat pulled me out from my trace as I slightly jerked, feeling electrified. "Tristan, I went you to meet my friend, Dr. Sean" My dad acquainted the sexy, demigod man with that sinful body of his. I quivered again. "Sean, meet my son, Tristan" Dad introduced me but my eyes remained cemented on him and I could swear I saw a spark in those murky orbs but it was gone as soon as it came, making me doubt if I rea

he said, and tears began rolling down his cheeks. "Dad, please don't cry," I whispered, shaken. "I'm the one that's supposed to be crying here. What the hell is going on, please?" He took both my hands gently. "Sophia, I'm so sorry. I kept a huge secret from you and your mom... thinking this day wouldn't come." The chill in the air felt sharper. My skin prickled. "Dad, what's with Uncle Leonard? You know him, right? You know everything? What's the secret? What do I need to know?"

I envied her and I wished I was the one standing next to him, with his arms around my shoulder and my body pressing on his. “Dad, this is my friend. Remember the girl I told you I met on the first day on campus? She’s the one. Her name is Laura, and I love her so much, she’s my best friend.” Arlene let out excitedly, and while I loved the fact that she called me her best friend, I just didn’t think I deserved the title, considering the thoughts I was having about her dad. “And Laura, this is my dad. He’s Jackson, one of the youngest billionaires in the country, but he doesn’t like to show it… I do.” She let out, whispering the last part and making him giggle.

"Jex isn't just a second-generation rich; he's also a second-generation official. If you provoke him, you'll be walking sideways from now on. Don't believe me? Guess who my father-in-law is? He's xxx, and you better kneel and lick his shoes!" Fiona gave her a look and lifted her foot, "Quick, kneel and lick my shoes!"

"It hurts! Let go of me! You rude bastard, why are you in my house? Who the hell are you?" Brenda exerted more pressure; I could almost see the veins on his arm bulging. "Release my wife, even if you're her father." "So, you're the bastard who deceived my daughter!" Marion rushed forward. "Let go of my husband! Let me tell you, Fiona is a foolish girl with no clear thinking. We're experienced people, we've seen it all. I don't know what methods you used to trick Fiona into marrying you, but don't think you can gain anything from our Greene family!"

"Do I look that desperate to you?" "We all know the clauses of that goddamn will, Dante. I am sure you are cooking up a storm in your head. You have three months till your thirtieth birthday. And if you don't have a bride till then, then you will lose everything to some goddamn foundation." Maybe it was not a bad idea to tell my sister what I have been plotting. I had no doubt that she was on my side or not but I just needed to be sure her conscience didn't get in the way. "But Fiona is not the woman for that."