Sylvester Stallone's Daughters Novels & Stories

The elevator doors hissed shut as Julian and I rode down to the main security floor. My mind was racing, connecting every piece of information we had gathered over the past few months. Lord Sterling had never mentioned having a daughter, and there was zero record of a Victoria Sterling in any of the corporate registries I had decrypted.

“Second slap is for the way you treated Lydia, Why did you hate her so much? She was a good, well-behaved, and brilliant woman!” Kelly rolled her eyes hearing Lydia's name. “The third slap…” Grandpa’s nostrils flared. “...was for the company. Clinton, what the hell is wrong with you?” Clinton remained quiet, confused. “Talk to me!” Grandpa roared, his voice slicing through the air like a whip. Kelly flinched. Clinton’s throat went dry. “I had no idea about Lydia being…” He trailed off, unable to form the words. Grandpa’s grip on the shears tightened. “She’s President Zander’s daughter, you fool! The daughter of the most powerful man in this country! And you let her go?”

“I ended them. I destroyed them. Stewart Hamish shouldn’t have a foot to stand on, let alone a war chest big enough to ever fuck with me again. The hell is he thinking?” “Yeah, well, rest assured it’s definitely just him and his wife. Fucking piece of work, that one is. Word on the street is, both their daughters are estranged and she couldn’t care less.” “‘Both’? There’s two?” That’s news to me. I knew about the one, the cam girl. I just never considered they’d have more children. It was difficult enough to fathom that ugly fuck procreating even one time, least of all twice.

Dad pointed the end of his cane at the fearless man, and two bodyguards immediately dragged him over, forcing him to his knees before Dad. Then, Dad raised his cane and struck him on the head with so much power that even his cane snapped in two. His angry roar filled the entire hall. "I, Ralph Bloomberg, only have one daughter, and she is Sabrina Bloomberg! She is the only heiress to the entire Bloomberg family! "From today onward, if anyone dares to call her a 'street beggar' or 'impostor' again, I will make sure that they all disappear from the face of the earth!"

Rob Holland appeared behind Sylvester. "Sir, I told you to stay inside the car." Sylvester almost rolled his eyes. "It's on the inside of my jacket pocket." Walker told them. "Don't move." Sylvester said. "Sir, they are all liars. We have your daughter in front of us, let's gun them down and take her." Rob considered. "Rebecca are you okay?" He asked. She nodded. "I'm fine, dad. Hunter made sure of that." Sylvester rolled his eyes.

Although I felt like they should talk things out, Juliet felt like they both needed some more time and I agreed with that too. Alessia Stryker had recently opened up her first IT company. She was the daughter of one of mine and Juliet's dad's mutual friend and business partner, Bram Stryker. It was her launch party which was an excuse for her company to scout out some investors and clients which offered an opportunity for others to do the same, hence why such parties were important. We reached the venue which was flooded by paparazzi more than ever because there was a rumor that Alessia's actor sister would attend with her secret non celebrity boyfriend.

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.

he whispered, his eyes tearing up. “Yeah, yeah, yeah now tell me who the mother is,” he folded his arms on his chest. Shane laughed, he can’t remember the last time he had laughed so happily, he has a daughter, he really has a daughter and she is going to nine years old. “Don’t worry, I will tell you when I feel like.” Sylvester was silent for a while, “get out of my office.”

Hunter "So, how do you feel about the whole thing?" Harry asked. "I don't know," I said absentmindedly. "What do you mean you don't know? This is a big deal. You just found out you have an eighteen year old daughter. She could be taking over your company one day!" Harry mused.

"Are you blind? Heidi is the boss’s daughter! Where did this knockoff come from? Since when does she get to take my daughter's things?" The girl opened her eyes, stood up, and looked down at me like I was dirt. She grabbed a glass from the table and smashed it against my head, then spat at me. "Unbelievable," she snapped. "My mom is Stella, the CEO of Dixon Corporation, and my dad's one of the top executives. I'm their precious daughter. You call me a fake again, and I'll have my mom shut you up for good!" The room tilted. My legs almost gave out.