Sylvester Stallone's Daughters Novels & Stories

Skyler teased her 20 year old daughter,pinching her cheeks lightly. "Whose daughter am i anyway?"Kassidy asked proudly. "Of course,it's Skyler's child you are sweetheart,I'm so glad things are working out in our favour now" "But mother,we can't just leave her,you know she's not going to give up that easily,if i should suggest,we sell her to a brothel,she would make a fine whore!"Kassidy said coldly not caring to consider the fact that it was her step sister she was talking about.

"Early details indicate that the estate’s power and communication networks were completely severed late last night. Police units dispatched to the scene have discovered multiple individuals bound inside the residence, including the actor’s three daughters, Sophie, Sienna, and Stacy. Rock legend Francis Sorgentone is also reported to be among the injured..." Danielson watched the screen without a single twitch of his facial muscles. He watched the B-roll footage they played—old red-carpet clips of the family smiling, filters intact, arms linked, posing for a wall of flashing cameras. They looked like creatures from a different dimension, pristine and untouchable.

she broke down in tears. I didn't understand what was going on and tried searching their faces for clues but found none. "Dad," I called out, "What's going on here?" I asked. My dad sighed, "I- hmm…" "He's selling off his daughter! That's what's happening," Stella interrupted. I was dumbstruck, I couldn't believe what Stella just said. "Is what she said true?" I asked, staring at my dad. "It's not…" "It's the truth, Dad wants to marry me off to the ruthless Alpha of Silver Bow Pack," Stella said in-between sobs.

It seems like they can do all things. "We also have a lab. I can tour you there after this," Hunter said to him while currently guiding him to the hall. "Those three girls, they are triplets right?" The guy asked, Steel who's with them looked at him. "Yes, yes. They are the daughters of our boss, the head of the organization Mr. Andrius Grundell. That girl with red wavy hair is Vanessa, you should take care of yourself when you are with her, she's dangerous. Beside her, the girl with short hair and glasses is Ashleigh, she can shoot you right away when she gets pissed off. And that girl, the one with black straight long hair and a cold expression with a killer look is none other than Ivory,

He frowns and his frown only deepens as he reads the letter. “Dad! Did you know about this?” he asks, holding up my letter. “What is it?” my father asks, carrying Kennedy’s daughters Kaylee and Kendra who are hanging on him. Those two will most likely end up at the Warrior Academy one day. They’re both very much like their father and even at two years old, these girls love nothing more than to spar and spar hard. Considering they’re half of Kennedy’s quads, you’d think all four were the same, but no. The other two are just like Kennedy; sweet, quiet, and studious.

"Please Ms.Stanley, Boss is not in the office. He went out for a lunch appoitnment and will not be back for a couple of hours. It might not be ideal to wait for him for so long." The beautiful Ms.Stanley, aka Stella Stanley, is the one and only daughter of the Stanley group chairman Mr.Jamie Stanley and the favorite sister (and only sister) of CEO of Stanley group Mr.Jacob Stanley. Hearing the secretary's words, a frown appeared on Stella's face. Looks like I have to comeback another time to catch hold of Nick. I'll also see how long you can run away from me. "Fine, I'll comeback later" with that she strutted in her 5inch high heels.

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.

The live comments paused for a while before exploding once again. "Adoptive daughter? Wait, what? Stella Knight is Dr. Sylvester Knight's adoptive daughter?" "You mean the successor of Knight Medical Group? What the hell?"