Tony Stark Daughter Novels & Stories

“Carol, Sophie and Tony Spartan. Future Betas of the Sol Pack, and in there is Lizzie Spartan, future future Beta of the Sol pack.” Tony is beaming at me being introduced as Sophie Spartan and hearing our daughter’s name. “Nice to formally meet you, Carol,” I say, extending my hand. “Thank you, Beta,” she smiles shyly. I knew of Carol, but we had never met. “A pleasure to meet you. Sorry you got stuck with this one, moon goddess has a weird sense of humor,” Tony says smiling. “He’s my perfect second chance. My first mate rejected me too, because I was so shy,” she says quietly, before kissing Neal’s arm. He has gotten taller. Neal is now only an inch shorter than Tony.

When she opened her dark eyes she was glaring at me with so much hatred it stilled me for a moment. “You’re Tony’s daughter,” she snarled, a hand on her shoulder and panting hard. “What do you mean?” I said, frowning. “You have his eyes.” There was a haunted look in her voice that made my stomach drop as it hit me. Tony — it was the name he used as a Shadow Knight. That was in the file. She was talking about Tommen. “How do—” “I need to settle a score,” she said, pulled at me and then came charging. Fuck!

Anne’s POV The banging from the door gave rise to a groan from my tired lips. At first I found it hard to get my eyes opened due to the tedious work I had to put myself in the previous day, but when the bang came even louder than the first, I sprang to my feet in rage. Ava, my 5 year old daughter, grumbled in her sleep as she tossed to the other side of the tiny bed in discomfort. With the temper still in me, I marched to the door, but on opening the door, all the rage I thought I had in me melted immediately.

I’m tired of pleasing them, just because I am the daughter of someone amazing. But I know how good and beautiful I am, thanks to my parents’ genes. And it is quite tiring. I can’t keep track of how many times I stayed up all night, just to get perfect scores on my tests. I have to excel at everything. Let me introduce myself. I am Zinnia Astra Malcolm, 17 years old, daughter of Hira Callan aka Agent Nova, and Allister Malcolm aka Agent Wave. I’ve always known their achievements as outstanding top agents ever since I was young since my grandfather always bragged about it, encouraging me to do so and act like them also.

"Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!" My mom looked at the floor, then at me, completely overwhelmed by deep shame and fear. "Annie, I always tell you to focus on your studies! This werewolf of a thing has brought nothing to you but trouble. You're even causing a problem for me, too. Damon please, I apologize for my daughter's behavior. Just don't hurt her."

Harvey calmly spoke up Before Darwin could tell him the woman’s identity, Harvey replied calmly, “Who are you?” “I’m the mistress of the Nobita family and Jakai’s daughter, Monica Vaus!” Monica glared coldly at Harvey, her words filled with the intent to kill. “Looks like my son was right. You’re the bastard who terrified my father with a badge! After that, you crippled him and ended his life! You’re despicable!”

Although it was early in the night, a large portion of wolves had found their mates, and were dancing softly together, or had exited the ball early to be alone together. “Alpha Evander, Luna Ida,” my father greeted, and all three of us bowed. “Betas Marley and Imara,” Evander grinned. It sounded strange to hear my parent’s names; I always thought of them as mum and dad. “And who’s this?” Luna Ida asked, peering inquisitively at me. “This is our daughter, the Young Beta Arienne,” my dad said. I bowed again. “It’s an honour to meet you,” I said, nodding to each of them in turn.

My wants were never accepted; they were always wrong and changed to suit what Hilary wanted. Push it away, focus! A mantra I told myself daily was becoming more frequent, but I chose to ignore it. I walked around the room, ensuring I left my impression of what I wanted everyone to believe. I knew what they all thought of me. Tia Henry is the youngest daughter of the ever-kind and loving Alpha Markus and Luna Ava. She was spoiled rotten to the core. Nothing good harboured within, and selfishly destroying the family's good name. They thought I bullied Omegas for fun and got entertainment over oppressing those beneath me.

"And you call yourself human for abusing a child you thought was my daughter? It's too late to regret your actions. You were killing your own daughter!" Chaos ensued at the test center. Hugging Charlotte, Amanda cried loudly, while Greg ranted about how my bastard child—whose father was unknown—didn't deserve to take over Weiss Group. "Rachel." A low voice boomed in the room, interrupting the fiasco. I snapped around and saw a silhouette standing at the entrance. His presence was a complete surprise. At the same time, a commotion erupted in the crowd. "That's the CEO of Stark Corporation! It's the tycoon, Derek Stark!"

I grinned like an idiot and took the stuffed flower bouquet from Elayne. "Thanks." Then I went quiet, eyes glued to my phone. Elayne slid her hand over the screen. "Don't look at that." I shook my head. "It's fine. I'm not mad." The camera zoomed in—Mom and some girl in the pic. Caption: [Valentine's Day with my daughter, Tia.] Elayne gave me that look—like she was trying to read my mind. I forced a smile. "I know her. Tia was in the bed next to Dad. She's an orphan. Got better thanks to donations.