Sly Stallone Daughters Novels & Stories

I had a beautiful life being the youngest daughter of the Danta family one of the richest billionaire tycoons and dating the only son of the Cristian family among one of the richest multi-billionaire tycoons. We were high school sweethearts always seen together, Chance is my love and will always be my love, we were inseparable and you can guess that one of the reasons I am where I am now, pregnant with his child, I mean my life was a fairytale every girl will succumb to be like me, Shiloh Malia Sante the unknown daughter of the Danta family. I sound like a brat right now but you can't help it when your life is just great, not completely great but it's better than having nothing.

I needed to get Stallone back to normal. Holding my purse close to me, I got to my feet, and then, I remembered I had not called my daughter. She would be ecstatic with this news. I knew how much she loved her father. I mean, what was there not to love about him. Stallone had been the best father for Katherine and Harry, and they appreciated it so much. I speed dialled her number, and then waited. She picked almost immediately. “Mom?” She answered in a soft voice.

Once sticks, never leaves. "Speak " I ordered him as he spoke. "Name Hayl Cain, Current age 26, status single, Educated in business management, only daughter with a half brother who is blind. Father name is Alex Cain, he is a cripple. Her mother died when she was in her adolescence, reason not found. She had a sister who went to a mental hospital after one year of her marriage too. She has been always very famous and admirable in her college life because of her strong nature. As well as no dating and partying results or history has been found either. And according to reports non of the colleagues or people know any details about her personnel life. She isn't on friendly term with anyone in

The slap blurred my vision for a moment. “I already know your name. I asked, "Who are you?!” Fear exploded through my body. I'm confused and don't know how to begin. She sighed. “Sloane, get the belt.” “Okay. Okay. I'll talk. Please.” I rushed. “Just don't hurt me again…. please.” She gestured to Sloane to sit back. “So, answer.” I sighed. My eyes turned to Sloane and Genevieve. “I'm a student ... .a scholarship student in St Jude's Academy.” I swallowed. “I'm the daughter of George Miller.”

I have to look for him n apologize to him. I fixed my blonde hair and touched my make up and left the female bathroom,with Stacy and Sandra following me. I suddenly stopped and turned to them. "do you girls have to follow me everywhere" I asked rudely. And they shake their heads while I just walked away. Am Olivia Jones the only daughter of the fifth richest man in America Mr Owen I have a twin brother Oliver his so annoying if your wondering about my mom Silvia she's dead she died after giving birth to me n olie.

Skyler teased her 20 year old daughter,pinching her cheeks lightly. "Whose daughter am i anyway?"Kassidy asked proudly. "Of course,it's Skyler's child you are sweetheart,I'm so glad things are working out in our favour now" "But mother,we can't just leave her,you know she's not going to give up that easily,if i should suggest,we sell her to a brothel,she would make a fine whore!"Kassidy said coldly not caring to consider the fact that it was her step sister she was talking about.

she screamed once again, slamming the table and sitting down while catching her breath. Aside from knowing that she is Astell’s daughter, Sherly know that there’s still one problem to solve. Speaking of the problem, a girl barged inside her room. “Mom!” Madell shouted. Sherly shut her eyes and took another deep breath. She could feel the throbbing at the back of her neck. “Is it true?! That b*tch is really Mr. Astell’s daughter?! It can’t be, right?! That’s a fluke!” “We’re still not sure. Calm down,” Sherly tried to calm her daughter but the mad Madell continued.

The headline screamed into my eyes: "The Coronation of the True Lineage: Sloane Hartley Enters Sixth Month of Absolute Monopoly with Pure Biological Heir." The accompanying photograph showed Sloane standing on the private terrace of the penthouse suite, dressed in liquid-black silk, her hand resting flat against the prominent curve of her stomach while my father’s massive frame stood securely behind her, his large hand closed possessively around her waist as they looked out over the financial district.

It was rather a good thing, too, as the sight of her face alone might give her the urge to smack it out of its ugliness. The two other girls, presumably thirteen and twelve years old, only giggled. They’re referred to as Lilla and Lily. Both their hair was tied in a knot and their heel-less sandals were of the same brand. They were holding their hands, occasionally looking at Sloane or else at the weapons at her back. “Tell us more,” chorused the two, who, as Z expected, have some pitchy voices. Sloane gave them a big smile before calling Karina who was sitting cross-legged at the opposite side of the admission center.

Slyvia sat down smiling. “I am perfect in every sense, why will he even say he has two daughters? I am the only daughter of this family. The only one to be known” Slyvia said “ She should just go to the convent like he suggested, a Hawthorne can sense a filth when they see one.”Ramona said “She will disgrace this family forever” Lyra was on her bed, her book in hand when she heard her father screaming her name, he screamed twice, banged two knocks on her door and stepped in.