Stallone's Daughters Novels & Stories

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.

Even when Fallon linked arms with her and sent her an encouraging smile, it still took courage to step into the crowd. Right away a mother and her three young daughters swarmed them. Thanks to the slow aging processes, it took a little observation to tell who was which, for the mother didn’t look a lot older than her children. It helped when Fallon introduced them. “Rain, this is Lady Septis and her daughters, Justice, Fleur and, ah…forgive me, I’ve been gone a long time.”

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.

She could say that she was an orphan but she wouldn’t, she wouldn't betray her parents like that even though it had been true once. ”I’m the daughter of Alpha Dominic.” She said and raised her head. All eyes turned red and they moved in closer to us. ”And you?” Angus snarled. ”Amber,” I exhaled and shook my head. Get ready, Stella ’Always am’ Stella drew to her full size, she was snarling and saliva was dripping from the side of her mouth. ”Amber Knight.” I said and watched as the entire atmosphere went from hostile to lethal in a matter of seconds.

“We didn’t ask him. He volunteered.” Her neck turns an angry shade of red. “You’re lying!” she says, pushing both Alice and me aside as she stalks across the room. “I’ve always known you and Landon had a thing before I came along, but this is low, even for you. To use your own daughter while I have a newborn son at home.” She spits, “You make me sick!” “Guards!” Alice calls. They walk in immediately. “Escort Stella back to her home and guard her. She is not to leave her premises until our Alpha or Luna says otherwise.”

"Honey, you will need to abort the kid if you wish to stay with the Conrad family in the future. It is not possible for the Radomil family to have two unsuccessful daughters!" Stella looked in the mirror at herself. How should I proceed? Was getting rid of her child truly the only option available to her? Wheels rolled along the floor into the room, still considering it. Upon witnessing Clarence enter the bathroom, Stella instantly tightened up and threw open the door. When their gazes locked, she looked away right away. She made her way trembling to the furthest corner of the space. He called his voice giving her a shiver, "Stop right there.”

Her heels repeatedly struck Stella in the abdomen as she cackled, "Poor thing… your dad doesn't want you anymore, and your mom's dead. You're just a worthless bastard with no one to care for you!" Stella's soft whimpers only seemed to fuel her delight. She kept up the torment for a full ten minutes before finally walking away, a satisfied grin spreading across her face. I collapsed beside my daughter, pained by how powerless I was. The anguish tore at me, and I felt as though I was losing my mind. The Lornes' laughter echoed from the other side of the door, while Stella suffered outside. I wondered why God did this to me—why must my daughter endure so much pain?

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.”

the informer's voice sounded from the other end. "Tell me" "She's the daughter of the entrepreneur and the first lady, Mr and Mrs Castellan. She goes by the name Ixora Castellan." "Just that?" Bonnie asked, her face squeezing into a frown. "There isn't much information about her. We were able to find out that she once used to stalk a well-known billionaire, Mr Drexton Blackthorn." Bonnie's eyes darkened as she hung up the call. "What did he say?" Stacy asked.