Winona Ryder Daughter Novels & Stories

CARLY RHODES I don’t beg. I host galas, control over two hundred sixty-six subsidiaries, a whole kingdom, and can command silence with a glance—but beg? Never. Which is how I knew tonight would be...different and awkward, to say the least, because just like Jacque says, "I messed up big time this time around." But could you blame me? For years I thought my daughter was dead, yet suddenly she's alive with a whole life of her own, a lover to a man who is insanely rich, powerful and formidable in every field that matters, and she has two kids for him, but she is a princess by birth, an heiress to her father's numerous wealth and status, and she needs to come to terms with it, and he is no good

I replied. “She has no public romantic ties,” he began. “No husband. No registered partner. No engagement.” That should have eased something in me. It did not. “But,” he continued, “she has been making frequent visits to a private hospital.” My grip tightened around the phone instantly. “For what?” I asked. “For her daughter.” The word did not land gently. It struck. A daughter. My mind did not soften. It sharpened. “How old?” I asked immediately. “Six years old. Name is Jasmine.”

Ryder is literally a stay-at-home dad to help me with the kids. I can't ask for a better husband. He makes everything so easy for him. Ruth is the new jewel in the house. Everybody adores her, even her twin brother, Rolan. Dave is now a partner with Ryder in one of his companies and he is living fine with his family. Nichole and Daniel gave birth to a boy, Luke, before me, and they are doing fine. Mom is on vacation travel, enjoying her free time, and making sure to send pictures every day.

he conceded, holding up his hands in mock surrender. A comfortable silence settled between them for a moment until he spoke again. "About that kid from earlier..." Cyan looked up from the apple. "Zendaya." "Yeah. Where is she?" "She’s with your brother right now." "Is she really our daughter?" Cyan hesitated. Technically, Zendaya was Zach’s daughter, but she wasn't hers. The truth was a tangled web. "She is..." Cyan said carefully. "She is your daughter... but with someone else.”

My chance will come and I shall avenge my husband! 'That is the spirit!' Wendy said. 'Do you know I have forgotten all about that? Millicent thought she was wise but she did not know that I got what I wanted from under her nose!' 'I have been meaning to ask who the father of your child is', Luna Selina asked. 'He is like a gentleman I presume?' 'Her name is Roxy Christopher Merryweather. She is the daughter of Christopher Merryweather!'

he yelled in frustration. “I am not sharing my mate with you Ryan. She is my Luna and the mother of my daughter. She cannot be your queen as well. No!” Oh, shit! Being with Ryan would mean I would be the next queen. Holly shit! I took a seat once again feeling overwhelmed by everything. “You have a daughter?” Kane smirked feeling pleased with himself. “Yes, we have a daughter, a life that we built together. I cannot and will not allow you to come here and mess with that.”

Despite the panic that affected Kyra, she did not lose sight of the condition of Celine, who seemed to be on the verge of losing consciousness. "Celine, breathe, please, you have to be strong, please, for me, I can't stand without you." Is it possible that Zain is still alive, this means that the head of the snake is still swirling around the place, O Almighty!! This is awesome, emerald green eyes, like two rare gems, Talia, he owns Talia, Zayn took Talia, Maxim and Ruby's daughter, her parents' trust. Kaiden rose from his seat, placing his palm on the position of his heart, and Damian followed him at the same pace, clutching the latter on his chest, as if excruciating pain afflicted them.

“The money isn’t for me.” I froze. “What?” Was she doing this for one of her fucking boyfriends? Her body began to shake as she sobbed. “It’s not for me,” she repeated, her voice cracking. “It’s for my daughter.” All of a sudden, my heartbeat slowed down. Daughter? I felt like the air had been knocked out of my lungs. “What the hell are you talking about?” Rhaoda let out a choked laugh. “You didn’t think I’d stay alone forever, did you?” She sniffed, wiping her nose with the back of her hand. “I had another fucking kid, Iris. And she’s dying.”

And he chose to give it all than stand up and give up. Wait, did he say 'my daughter'? "And what's the name of your daughter?" I asked out of curiosity. "Her name? Her name is Katlyn Carlson. She is now a fourth-year College student at Lawson University," he immediately replied to me, and rubbed his hands together since it was freezing here outside. Katlyn, he said? Oh, what a surprise. I smiled when an idea came to my mind just thinking of Katlyn who stole my Dad's attention and kept comparing me to her.

I froze for a moment and shot around, “Daughter…?” She nodded, “I want to bless you both. I have someone extraordinary planned for her. Your daughter,” “Nuray.” I cut her off, “Her name is Nuray.” She smiled, “Nuray will be a great she-wolf, a powerful wolf.” I thought for a moment, my husband is a Beta; does this mean that she’ll be with an Alpha? My brain rushed with hundreds of questions. “Are you ready to meet your daughter?” I nodded but then thought for a second,