Stallone's Daughters Novels & Stories

~Sophia’s POV~ Roman was on the way back to the castle so I had to make sure that Tim wasn't around. I don't want him to see Stella yet. So I requested him to go to Sebastian's pack to check on the training and the barricade for the next five days. It was to make sure everything was settled. I waited for her at the throne room. "Stella, please have a seat." I smiled at her when I saw her. "Now, I know why you look familiar. You are the daughter of Alaric and Almira." She looked at me from head to foot while walking around me.

"C-Calm down, Mr. Easton! You didn't exactly say which daughter of mine will marry your son. Stephanie is engaged to Gavin Westley that's why she was not chosen." "Isn't she your only daughter? You dare to trick me!?" "Mr. Easton, Stephanie isn't the only daughter of my husband." Valencia immediately stepped in. "What? You have a second daughter?" Rowen was surprised. "Did you know?" he asked his assistant, Draven Harvy. Draven shrugged. He never knew about Arnold having another daughter. "Let me see the bride!" Rowen demanded. Amber heard everything. Her back was facing Mr. Easton all this time. She turned around to face him and politely greeted him. "It's nice to finally meet you, Mr. East

She purses her lips and waves her hand, Gesturing me to continue. "George's daughter. J-Jazmin... She, Uhm.." How will I tell her this? She nods her head, telling me to go on. "Jazmin is not just the firstborn daughter of George. She's... she's Bonnie." There, I said it. Her eyes widen, but not a single word comes from her mouth. She put her right hand on her chest then back to her mouth. Then she said, "Oh my god! As in Angel Bonnie Ramirez?"

“I’ll come back to check in on her in just a while.” Edward nodded and quickly returned to his wife’s bedside. When Keeley and Maddie entered the hallway, Caleb, Alan, and Gannon all pushed away from the wall to face the women. “ ’Tis done?” Caleb demanded. Keeley nodded. “The laird has a daughter.” Alan smiled. “A daughter. ’Tis fitting, that. She’ll drive him as daft as her mother does.” Gannon chuckled. “Not to mention the rest of us.”

The pastor asked the intruder. "I'm Jessica and this is my daughter, Tracey!" The lady answered and looked at Stella. "You look so fine and you don't deserve someone like him." She added and pointed out Theo, "What are you talking about?" Stella asked Jessica right away. "Who are you?" Stella added and glared at Jessica. "Don't listen to her!" Theo told Stella while he was looking at Jessica. "Why are you still denying it, huh?" Brandon stood up from his seat, "Stop, Brandon!" Alpha Raven immediately stopped his youngest son.

“And from what Slate reports, you are very powerful.” I look to Slate, who is smiling at Tellie again. “Thank you, I get it from my dad’s family. My grandmother is Marcella Nightingale.” “Oh, we know, dear. Part of me always hoped for a union between our packs,” Luna Conroy muses. “I think I like that idea,” Slate and Tellie say in unison, making them laugh. The music starts and Slate clears his throat, “Alpha Bazin, may I ask your youngest daughter for a dance?"

I even saw how Kylian gave me a glance of confusion, but I didn’t paid any attention to it as all I have now was curiosity about the woman he was with. She looked directly into my eyes and patted Kylian's shoulder intimately. My wolf felt it clearly- We were challenged. "She's Jackson's…"As if Kylian and I were strangers, she enthusiastically introduced us. This was too ridiculous! I was his Luna! Irritated, I didn't let her finish and asked, "Who are you?" Didn't seem fazed, the woman replied casually, "Hi, Della. I'm Stella. We've met before, remember? I'm the daughter of the alpha of the Lock Heart Pack."

Author's POV "Dylan, I want to ask you something. Can I?" Angelina asked Dylan. "Sure, love," Dylan said to her. "Who is Stella? I mean where are her parents? Since I came here I saw her at this mansion only. Where is her home?" Angelina asked him. "I told you about my father's beta. Right?" Dylan asked her. Angelina nodded at him. "Stella is his daughter" Dylan said to her. "What?" Angelina asked him shockingly.

She loved to see people beneath her. Salome and Stacy were the only daughters of Mr. Fernandez, a well-known and popular businessman in Spain. Stacy was brilliant and a fast learner. She was a computer freak, which impressed Mr. Fernandez greatly, and when Salome saw this, she became jealous. She found many ways to kick Stacy out of the mansion but failed because Mr. Fernandez always took Stacy's side. When Stacy found out about her father's illegal business, she challenged him, but he never listened. Unknown to her, Salome listened to their conversation and immediately plotted her scheme.

I watched their faces on the screen, my fingers digging into the arms of my leather chair until I felt the upholstery give way beneath my nails. The king and my stolen mate, side by side in a sterile hospital room, her face pale but composed as she lied to the kingdom. "Our daughters are unharmed," she said, the word 'daughters' striking me like a physical blow. Daughters. Two girls. The verification of what should have been mine now confirmed as female heirs to a false throne. Orion howled within me, his silver-grey presence clawing at my consciousness as rage blurred the edges of my vision.