Stallone's Daughters Novels & Stories

William narrowed his eyes and questioned, "Who was there when Declan slipped his tongue?" "There was only me and a loyal subordinate of Declan. However, Declan eventually got rid of him," Ronald replied. "Really? Are you implying that both Talitha and Natasya are the daughters of Declan?" "Nope! It is only Talitha. They are twins but have a different father," Ronald shook his head and answered.

Soon enough, shock gives way to excitement as I think about my future son and two daughters the the children of gods, who give birth much faster than humans, and Atia is the daughter of Hades, so in three months I'm going to be a father. I go back to my study and I see Irena waiting there "Irena start preparations for a ball to announce my wife's pregnancy the vassal states will arrive in two weeks plan the ball for the day after they arrive I want the whole Empire to know that I'm going to be a father I can hardly wait also inform my father and mother they should be the first to know let them know that I'm having triplets one will only be a descendant of Zues that will be my son and the ot

Marcello I shifted in my chair as Nonnetta asked Solane the question, knowing that she would be so pissed if she knew who Solane really is. I was about to change the discussion to another topic when Solane lips parted slightly to answer “I'm…” Solane's voice trailed but then Tonia interrupted her. “I'm sure you know her, Grandma. She's Solane, the daughter of the late Don Gambino,” Tonia said, a smug lit in her voice.

I say to her and squeeze her throat and she goes still and her face starts to turn purple. The rumble of bikes enters my ears as I watch her. “I am the daughter of Rebel Moretti-Jackson. My fathers are Don Dante Fanucci and President Dylan Scythe Steele of The Princes Of Darkness MC. That makes me the club princess. You are not welcome here. Felicity Granger.” I release my hold on her throat just as momma comes running and I climb off her as momma grabs the skank up by her hair and Felicity screams out and tries to fight my momma.

What surprised everyone even more was Atlas's unwavering step forward as he looked at Celine and stated firmly, "She is indeed Rory's daughter and the real Stella. There’s no doubt about it." The hall erupted into chaos.

After he stepped down, he brought Moira and Lyla up with him. The moment Lyla appeared, the entire main hall buzzed with excitement. "Is that the daughter of the Stone family? She really does look like the Stone family, but she's a bit too thin." "She is thin, but it should be because she suffered a lot while she was away from home." "She doesn't have a partner yet, right? My son is still single." "Please. Even if he's single, she won't fall for him." "How could you say that? She won't fall for your son either. He isn't even handsome!"

she continues, glancing at Tali, “that you’re welcome back inside to witness the birth of your second child if you chill the fuck out and have a drink or two. At least. Make them doubles.” “If she dies–” “She is going to live out of spite, trust me,” Stella cuts me off with a wave of her hand. “For Goddess’ sake, Tali. Get this man a drink before he wipes us off the map with a storm surge. Fallon is already livid about the state of the pergola." Stella whips back into the room and slams the door behind her. Silence hangs heavy for several minutes. I try to cool off, try to let my mind focus on the good that will come out of this. Fallon wanted these babies so badly. She is strong. She is hea

Timothy shut his mother’s mouth with an absurd logic. ‘The matter about this girl would be associated with them in the future because she was about to marry their family.” Thinking that Mrs. Bugler started getting headaches. Stacy’s mother moved forward, wiping her tears away from her posh makeup face. She sniffed with red eyes and announced, “I, being the wife of Mark Rutten, announcing. I don't want to, but she left me no choice for me to choose. Julia Rutten would no longer be a daughter of this family.”

If Stella was a colander, she was a sieve. Isabella on the other hand, was like me. Initially she had been like Stella, pure and willing to assist the business, guiding it in the right, moral path, just like my mother had. She had given her all into being a good wife, but Stella had gotten more of my attention. Who could blame me? Grace, beauty and intuition were a hard combination to come across. Luckily, I had two beautiful daughters that took after their mother. Giovanna and her older sister, Gaia, were almost identical to their mother in personalities. Unfortunately, Gaia had disowned the family name and had gone to live in France, where Giovanna had run to for refuge after a fight with

My wolf was still snarling inside me, agitated and restless, but I forced myself to stand straighter, masking my emotions. Father took a step further into the room, clasping his hands behind his back. “I have found the perfect women for you,” he announced. I stiffened. Darius frowned. “What?” Damien scoffed. “You think we need you to find us women?” Father’s smirk didn’t disappear. “I don’t think. I know. The triplet daughters of Alpha Karin—Leona, Lillian, and Lana. Strong. Beautiful. Well-bred.” His gaze sharpened. “A perfect match for the three of you.”