Novel & Cerita Wwe Samoan Family Tree

Sophia's heart quickened with excitement as she reached for the nearest folder, her fingers trembling with anticipation. The first folder she opened was labeled "Venillia Family," and as she leafed through its contents, her eyes widened in astonishment. The documents detailed a complex web of connections, linking Sandro's father and Kyle's father to the same Mafia family. It seemed that Sandro's father had once been deeply entrenched in the criminal underworld, but had since left the Mafia to pursue legitimate business ventures in the United States.

So I nod. “You obviously know a little of the family?” he asks me. But I am unsure if I can remember the things Lachlan mentioned, so I shrug. He smiles and continues. “Okay, I will start there. As you know, our family are originally from Autumn Moon Pack. My Father, Antonio Taylor was Alpha. And my Mother Eliza was Luna. They were very much loved. The pack wasn’t as big and strong as it is now, back then, I will add. Obviously, you don’t need me to tell you Eliza was a gifted one, like you." he says, with a small glance to me.

Tommy scratched his jaw a puzzled expression on his face, “Technically, everyone here is related one way or another but an extended branch does not carry the Salvatore name. Only direct descendants” Right, I remember reading that the Italian families can be traced back to a group of brothers from centuries back who started off the business before migrating to the United States occupying different territories as their seat of power. It makes sense but I try not to think so much about it because of the number of inter-marrying that occurs in our circles. But still, the whole extended thing branch.“Er.. I’m not sure I understand” I lean forward so he can take Caela as she now begins to squirm.

“I see your brain gears spinning fast, Rowan. What does your she-wolf know about Kieran's background? I am completely sure your inquisitive journalist mind has looked his data up on the pack network.” My fingers researched his hockey data the exact day after the dominion awards night. His name hadn't been on my career radar at all and then his mouth had been incredibly nasty to my face that night, so of course my career needed to know more about his bloodline. “His age is a single year older than your frame. He represents Darius Thornridge’s son, who comes right before your father Magnus in the birth order of the elders. He possesses two half-brothers—”

Vince swallows hard, a bead of sweat rolling down his face. “Right. Your father is fifty years old. His name is Damon Montague. Your brother is thirty... Steven. They’re both in an MC called the Highway Demons. Your brother is currently the president. Your father was president before him and the original founder of the club. All the information I found is in this file.” He pushes the envelope toward me and waits for a reaction. I stare out the window, taking in the quiet street and drawing a deep breath. Of course my family isn’t normal. A fucking biker club? Seriously?

Alexter said as I look at them all still confused. “W-Wait, wait am I the only one getting dizzy on this sudden event or not. So, let me get this clear one’s and for all. Sammantha Prime the wife and killer of your son who is Jerwel Prime is none other than Sammantha Ravenwood the so-called fiancée of Henry Silvester. Grandpa! Grandpa!” I screamed at the top of my lungs as I look around, why everything is turning so blurry. Why the voices around me are sound like a banging of drums? My head hurts like hell… aww.

"W-What did you say? You want me to kneel and apologize? Are you crazy, brat? Do you know who I am?" Janet yelled angrily. "I'm the heiress of the Sunway Connollys! "The Connollys are an elite martial arts family in Sunway! We have 12 Black Tiger Martial Academies all over the state! "My father is Mike Connolly, the owner of the Black Tiger Martial Academy! How dare you make me kneel to apologize? The entire Black Tiger Martial Academy would never forgive you!"

He shifts but doesn't get off the floor, groaning in pain. A samurai tattoo with two coiled snakes peeks from his armor just below his arm. I recognize him as a member of the Blackthorn family, one of the top families of pure breeds in the Shadow pack, raising potential alphas and women vying to be the alpha's bride even after he chose me. My eyes harden, even as I crouch down to his level. To think they would send one of their underdogs to challenge the future Luna to a fight. I bend down and lift him by his shoulders, making my face level with his.

Uuka is still obsessed with watching wrestling years later. “You do know that watching wrestling is the reason why you went to prison, right? You thought you were John Cena.” He laughed, but it was true. My brother loved to fight growing up. It was no wonder he broke someone's spinal cord. His parents couldn't let it lying down. They opened a case. “You look pretty like your mother.” Dad complimented me, but the last part was so unnecessary. “People say I look like you, so what do you mean?” I'm daddy's girl with his looks.

I can't be the only one suffering at the moment. "Samantha, we are not going over this again. You are marrying him and that's final." Him being Lucenzo Carrero, one of the most powerful and deadliest men in Italy and the second son of the largest crime family in Italy. His family has connections all over the world. Carrero rules in the United States and several South American countries. His family is power and their second son happens to be my fiancee. Rumours have it that Lucenzo left his family's cartel and has carved out a path of his own, but even if there's an inkling of truth to that, it still doesn't change the fact that he's a Carrero.