Sylvester Stallone's Daughters Novels & Stories

He could not understand her motive behind everything. Sylvester silently sat on his chair as there was no way he could throw her out of his home as both his parents were happily feeding her. During the breakfast, he was ignored as if did not exist or Gloria was the original child of Stallone family. But for Mrs Stallone, she was the first girl who actually looked like they were in relationship in reality. Moreover, she could be perfect wife for his arrogant son. "I am done." Sylvester got up and looked at Gloria who also stopped eating.

he says to Mr Stark, who’s been looking at me this whole time. “I just found out something interesting,” Mr Stark began, his eyes watching me from above the glass he’s drinking from. “The Sirenios are missing a daughter,” he said. “A daughter?” Anthony turns to Mr Stark. “Yes,” he finally peels his eyes from me, looking at Anthony. “They have four children in total. Two girls and two boys. The girls are the oldest. Now, they have three children. No one knows what happened to their first daughter,” he reported his eyes finding mine again. I looked away.

I have to look for him n apologize to him. I fixed my blonde hair and touched my make up and left the female bathroom,with Stacy and Sandra following me. I suddenly stopped and turned to them. "do you girls have to follow me everywhere" I asked rudely. And they shake their heads while I just walked away. Am Olivia Jones the only daughter of the fifth richest man in America Mr Owen I have a twin brother Oliver his so annoying if your wondering about my mom Silvia she's dead she died after giving birth to me n olie.

"We all make mistakes, and that’s okay. What matters is that you have a heart full of love, and that’s something truly special. You are perfect to me, just as you are. You are my daughter, and I am so proud of you." Tears pricked at the corners of Anna’s eyes, but they weren’t tears of sadness. They were tears of relief, of gratitude, of love. She had spent so much of her life feeling unwanted, unloved, and now, here was this man—this father—telling her that she was perfect just as she was. It was almost too much to take in, but in the best way possible. "I’m proud to be your daughter," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion as she squeezed his hand.

I don't like to see my sister like this. ~*~ JAZMIN "EVERYONE, this is my daughter, Angel Jazmin Miller. She'll be one of the important people in this company and effective today she has all the right to do whatever she pleases in this company. Please take care of her," Dad said to the board members, who looked at me with mixed glances and stares.

The one thing the dark haired Adonis and I had in common was the fact that neither of us seemed to like the intruder all that much. As soon as the pictures were over, my bestfriend hurried over and pulled me away from the others. "Oh my God, is that really Savvy Lyte?" My brows furrowed, "What's Savvy Lyte?" She stared at me like I was an embarrassment to her, "Do you live under a rock? That's Savannah Lytehall, daughter of oil mogul Jones Lytehall and his former movie start turned ambassador wife. They are like one of America's most influential families. Savvy Lyte is a fashion and fitness model, human rights activist, movie star and the heiress to the Lytehall empire!"

Slyvia sat down smiling. “I am perfect in every sense, why will he even say he has two daughters? I am the only daughter of this family. The only one to be known” Slyvia said “ She should just go to the convent like he suggested, a Hawthorne can sense a filth when they see one.”Ramona said “She will disgrace this family forever” Lyra was on her bed, her book in hand when she heard her father screaming her name, he screamed twice, banged two knocks on her door and stepped in.

He handed it over to me. Her face looked very familiar. I was certain I had seen her somewhere, but I couldn't pinpoint where exactly. “Starr Powerz, the only daughter to Donald Powerz,” Detective Oliver said. “Donald Powerz? "The business tycoon?” I probed, surprised. I wasn't sure what relationship she had with Naomi that would trigger her to take such a drastic decision. “Yes. "Her parents are currently in New York, but sources said she came to New Orleans to try and win back her ex-boyfriend, Scott Lewis,” Detective Oliver said, passing me another photo. This was a picture of Starr and Scott.

“Dominic Hale.” The name slams through my mind and the memory clicks. The news…..the arrest…..the scandal. That’s where I heard the name Stallin. Dominic had been married to his daughter Helena Stallin. The realization settles in like ice, crawling slowly. No way is this another coincidence. What the hell is my father up to?

My father clamped his hand around my arm as he dragged me from one shareholder to the next, showing me off like I was another glittering asset in his collection. And then, in the corner of the ballroom, I saw him. Damon Cross. He didn’t mingle. He didn’t smile. He didn’t sip champagne. He stood at the edge of the light, tall and broad, his black suit stretched across a body built for war, not waltzes. His eyes swept the room with sharp calculation—until they landed on me. And stayed. Everyone else saw “Aria Kingsley, the billionaire’s daughter.” Damon looked at me like he saw the girl beneath the diamonds.