Stallone's Daughters Novels & Stories

The urgency of being free from eyes watching her every movement and having her alone time make her want to do rebellious things by defying her father. She is absolutely grateful to have such a loving and concerned father but to have her watched by bodyguards 24/7 for her so called safety sometimes is too much for her to tolerate.It bothers her that It's always other unknown people around her,her father being absent most of the time for business purposes. Being the only daughter to Billionaire businessman Richard smith has Its own perks. It was already hard and lonely for her to be grown up without a mother,but as days passes by her dad becomes busier with his work,probably even forgetting

Elaine closed the door and sat down opposite Anna. “I’ve been on the phone most of yesterday doing damage control. Seems your ex not only slammed this book on TV yesterday, but he’s contacted all his buddies to totally go full press attack on you and Nate.” “What buddies?” Anna tried not to panic. “You remember that party in Vegas? THOSE buddies. I called our firm’s private investigator as soon as I saw the interview. Apparently, Henry has been planning some sort of coup to regain control of Steine and Stein ever since your divorce. He’s using Vasthi’s Daughter, claiming the only reason your publishing it is because you’re sleeping with the author. He’s also been calling all your contracted

Countess Stallone would be the next Luna Queen of the Sowinski Kingdom. "Yes." Luna Queen Rachelle nodded, smiling a little. Her gaze turned at me. "Also, I have another sister whose other name is Noblete. She is the Goddess of Marriage. She is also residing here in this country. Perhaps, Novalie Argerich, Marchioness of Timestone, does it ring a bell to you?" My jaw dropped. "His Highness, Prince Atticus' wife?" They all nodded.

David tsk’d and Stormee chuckled. "I am afraid, King David, that you got my mate's words wrong... I was not doubting myself... I was doubting your taste and criteria..." Storm said, making Vladimir spit the drink he was taking a gulp of. "She is Stella's daughter... that is certified!" Sirena laughed, and Stormee mouthed a soft "What?" to her mother's glare. "Shall we sit?" Stella offered, and we all moved to the lined chairs around the table. "So this is what it looks like, one of these dinners..." Stormee said, and her mother looked at her, and she shrugged her shoulders.

Arianna, Vellina's daughter, arrived early for the dinner, unaware of the intricate web of deception unfolding around her. As Stellina continued to portray Vellina, she found it increasingly challenging to maintain her antagonistic facade in the presence of the innocent child. Stellina's inherent fondness for children and her nurturing nature couldn't be suppressed, even in her current role. Despite her efforts to stay true to the impersonation, she couldn't help but show glimpses of kindness and warmth toward Arianna. Stellina's genuine smiles and gentle gestures caught Arianna by surprise, yet the young girl couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort and affection in Stellina's presence.

"My dad was my best friend." "Rhian! Leland," Stella called out to them as soon as she recognized they were the couple seated beside us. "Do you know them?" I asked feigning clueless. "Yes I do," Stella answered. "Rhian is our late alpha's daughter, while Leland is soon to be alpha."

I stayed in between my mom and dad as the priest preached concerning death and life after death. When I caught sight of Stella, I froze. She was standing tall, draped in black lace, her face sharp and unreadable. She didn’t look like a girl anymore. She looked like someone who had just inherited a throne. For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. She’s Tony’s daughter? I almost stumbled forward, but I held myself together. She had just lost her father? Why did she act poor when she had a billionaire father? After Tony had been laid to rest, and people extended their condolences to Stella, I heard whispers on how she was the only Amazli left, and Tony had just signed her in the family register at the

, " Please if you have nothing better to say then just leave I don't want to see you again! " " Leave? Why would I leave when you have something that belongs to me with you. " Hearing this, Stella suddenly felt a bad premonition in her heart, " Which Is? " " My daughter, of course, don't pretend to be ignorant, no matter how much you deny it, the fact remains that she's my Daughter, Lucia Caddel. " " Your daughter? Who told you that she's yours? Didn't you ask me to abort the pregnancy years ago? So which daughter are you claiming now? "

She glanced at the gold dusts on Irene’s desk and sat gracefully across her. “Tell me, who snuffed out our little sun’s warmth?” Irene’s eye began to water again and she blew her nose on a tissue. Alodia cringed. “I found my mate,” she muttered. “But he has someone else,” Irene added. “Am I really Selene’s daughter, Aunt Lo?” she stared at Alodia. “Oh, love,” Alodia went to her niece and hugged her. “Of course, you are the moon’s daughter, child. How else will you explain these gifts you have? And the moon shines brighter each year on your birthday. You even have her hair,” Alodia stared at her.

The whole time, I had thought she was one of those concubines that didn’t get to give birth to any child for the king. Just how intricate was the Royal palace genealogy? “Hmmm, she has a daughter but Ella has been married to the prince of Mystic Howlers for a year now. That is why you haven’t met her.” With Lady Stacie’s behavior, it wasn’t hard for me to guess that her daughter was also not on some good terms with Ronan. “She caused some trouble and she’s running off to her daughter to escape?” I hissed in anger as I remembered her daring attitude the day before.