Novel & Cerita Tony Stark Daughter

- MJ dusted her hands and picked up her purse. "Thank you, Bruce Lee." The girl she rescued, about her age, smiled tentatively despite the blood on her lips. "The fuckards thought I was a hooker." MJ chuckled. "More like MJ from Spiderman. Those men," she pointed in the direction where the villains were sprawled unconscious. "Are pigs." "Nah. I love Captain America and Ironman more. And yes, vermin they are." She straightened her worn t-shirt and dusted her short shorts. "I'm Toni by the way. And I can't thank you enough."

"But right now, I'm also just a tired newborn who needs sleep. Can we save reality after nap time?" I laughed. Cosmic entity or not, she was still our daughter. "Yes, sweetheart. Reality can wait. Sleep now." Unity's eyes drifted closed. All timelines of her eyes closing at once. And in that moment, she was just a baby. Our baby. Who happened to be the bridge between Order and Chaos. Who happened to have stopped a cosmic war. Who happened to exist in all timelines simultaneously. But mostly, she was just Unity. Our daughter. And we loved her completely. Outside, Catherine began negotiations with six Unmakers.

She is the only thing I need to be happy right now, but why do I feel like I just lost my entire world? Chapter 24: Acceptance Tony I couldn't stay at home. After I saw the pictures of my mom and realized that Ellie was, in fact, my daughter, my entire world collapsed. I couldn't think straight. I couldn't understand what made Chloe keep this huge secret from me for years. How could she live under the same roof as me now, with our daughter, and not tell me the truth, not tell me Ellie was also mine?

Her dad said, leading the way back to the living room. "No dad. Actually,I want to take my place as our family heiress. I want my identity revealed,I don't want to live in the shadows anymore,I want to be known as the only daughter of President Zander ; Lydia Zander !" President Zander paused, hearing that from his daughter, he turned back to look at her . Surely this woman standing before him isn't his daughter,the shy Lydia who didn't care about the family politics. He is seeing a brave and fearless woman who wants to lead, a woman filled with rage, a woman filled with passion to get what she wants.

“But it isn’t.” My stomach dropped. “What do you mean?” A faint smile crossed her face. “I saw everything that happened.” She adjusted her glasses once more, her eyes fixed on mine, unblinking. “And now I need you to tell me the truth.” She leaned in. “What exactly are you?”…. Nyra said in my head. “Don’t tell her anything, don’t tell anyone anything, deny it …. No one should know anything for now”. “I am only Lyra,” I answered slowly, fighting to keep my voice steady. “Lyra Ashwood, daughter of Alpha Ashwood, of our pack.”

She walked away before he could see what that did to her. She kept her chin up and her pace even all the way through the yard, past the wolves who tracked her with their eyes without turning their heads, past the gate and down the side path toward the infirmary. She was Roric Vael's daughter and she had learned to walk as if nothing touched her before she was twelve years old. She had almost made it inside when the door ahead of her opened, and the last person she wanted to see stepped out of it. He stopped when he saw her. His eyes moved over her face once, and she knew her expression hadn't quite settled back to where she wanted it. She had been a second too slow.

My fingers tighten around it, and my breath catches unexpectedly. Her laugh used to echo in my head. ​ Her eyes used to follow me everywhere. . Her belief in me used to be dangerously pure. Could Naomi be her? Is that why her voice trembled when she said my name? ​Is that why her gaze flicked away the moment our eyes met? The thought forms and dissolves a dozen times in my mind, making me restless. I sit down, staring at her daughter’s chart on my laptop. ​ Sophie Wells. Age six.

There's a reason why these stories came to his mind and I'm fully aware that he knows I'm the product of exactly what he's talking about. "So what cause the divide? What happened when these two apparently mated and created this child?" Leon asks. Him and I were a bit preoccupied that night. Seth and Liam and heard the story already but we were... in the middle of things you could say. "Well. That part is really just theory but my grandfather believes that the baby was killed," Tony says, making my heart drop. 'The vision,' Nia whispers making my insides crawl. "And what became of the Queen and her Alpha?" Leon pries.

However, the small child frowned in response. We found ourselves in my secret hiding spot, and I hadn't realized that she had followed me there. As the son of Zeta, one of the four war generals of the Crimson Blood Pack, I received direct orders from the Alpha in times of conflict. While the Alpha had the authority to declare war, the Zeta commanded the army and strategize for battle. They also groomed potential candidates for future leadership roles, such as Eta or Epsilon. "Do you think I'm joking? Or perhaps you believe it's a jest because I'm ten years younger than you?" I snapped out of my reverie as the little girl's feet stomped on the ground. It seemed I had managed to annoy her.

Author's Pov "It really surprises me still that how much audacity you have to even call me your daughter, the same kid you abandoned and handed to the people whose daughter you killed!" She noticed a slight change glint of guilt in Stark's eyes but it didn't last more than a second.