Novel & Cerita Yelawolf Daughter

Zyra's lips tilted upwards in a smile when she said the words out loud, "Yes, I do." The whole crowd erupted into loud cheers and clapped, being the testimony of their wedding, but there was a little life who was the testimony of their love. Aleeza walked up to them and handed their daughter to Nicolas. Nicolas shared a knowing glance with his wife, they both smiled, together. "Tell us her name, now." Aleeza, Flora and Crystal said in unison. "Yeah, please." Logan and Lorenzo pleaded, while Shawn agreed silently. Both Nicolas and Zyra shared a look with smiles, before they told the world about their daughter, "Elena Faith Russo."

I push the unwanted thoughts worming their way into my consciousness from my brain, as I lift a fork and knife and start cutting into the thick, juicy ribeye. Furthering my confusion of my father’s sudden acknowledgment of me, he pulls me in front of him on the colossal stage as we glance down at the massive seven tier cake in front of us. I stand there with a confused but elated grin on my face as he places his hands on my shoulders. “Today we celebrate my daughter Xeraphina’s first shift into a wolf and turning eighteen years old.” Everyone in the room claps, then hoops and howlers.

The screen lights up his face as he taps and swipes, before he hands it to me, his fingers brushing mine, leaving sparks in their wake. It’s a picture of a baby girl, no more than two years old. She has Cade’s eyes, the same cerulean blue that’s haunted my dreams. His nose, his chin, his golden hair. She’s a perfect miniature of him, right down to the dimple winking in her chubby cheeks. “I have a daughter, Ely.” The world spins, the colors blurring together like a kaleidoscope. I grip the edge of the counter, my knuckles turning white, as I try to make sense of the words, to fit them into the reality I thought I knew.

“Your daughter?!” Charlie was a little surprised. At this time, Yolden continued, “My daughter is about the same age as you are. She just graduated from Stanford University with a doctorate last year, and she has been working for Goldman Sachs Capital Partners on Wall Street. She just resigned some time ago. I asked her to return to Oskia to further develop her career, but my daughter has some conflicts with me, and she is very rebellious. She refuses to listen to anything I say at all.”

"Hey! Can you move your fake car out of the way? My mom's Panamera is a one-of-a-kind custom color in the world. Who are you to drive a look-alike?" the girl said. I rolled down the window and looked at her coldly. "Is your father Aaron Meyer?" The girl immediately puffed out her chest and answered proudly, "Of course! My name is Clarisse Meyer. I'm the Meyer family's one and only daughter! You're just a fraud trying to ride on our fame. Get lost now, or I'll have my dad seize your car!"

muttered Wendy with a sigh before heading upstairs… On her way up, she bumped into Sophia, and this prompted that woman to ask, “…Is… something the matter, Aunt…?” Sighing once more, Wendy replied, “…Well, apparently Yulia is Xavia’s biological daughter, and the father is Mark… Needless to say, Zivon is upset about this…” Faking her shock, Sophia then said, “…H-huh? Yulia’s her real daughter, and… Is… All this true…?” “Apparently so. After all, all news outlets are currently talking about this… Regardless, her daughter is really cute, and the two do look alike… Does it bother you?” replied Wendy who genuinely liked the adorable child.

she said and stood up to check if anyone was coming and continued "Why do you want to spoil my plans for you? You think telling him the truth would make a big difference in this relationship? Do you?" I kept silent and nodded "Madison,you need to stop being childish and think about your future. Telling him now will only spoil your image and our good name. Once the paparazzi get to know about this, it will be everywhere. Your story will be in every cover page in the magazine. Evans wouldn't think twice about it and go and marry that girl.. What's her name?" "Alex?" "Yeah. My daughter, please be very careful about what you do" "But what if he finds out? What then?"

However, since it had been too long, it was hard for Ray to find out what Yara had done exactly. After Yvette left, Yara was still angrily hyperventilating. Georgia was confused. "Don't you only have one daughter?" Yara scoffed. "That monster from earlier isn't my daughter at all. My daughter is a well-known dancer, Zoey Yandell. You can easily find out about her online." "Oh." Georgia was still puzzled. Although Yara called Yvette a monster, the latter had still visited her. As for the so-called well-known dancer of a daughter, she'd never visited Yara at all.

She lands lightly, silently, barefoot, and stands there for a moment, her shoulders back, her chin high, like she owns the darkness. My breath catches, just for a second. She doesn’t even look around. She just runs. Not out of fear. Out of freedom. Her legs move with practiced grace as she disappears into the trees, fast and sure, vanishing down that same path I’ve seen her take before. Towards the human town. Towards the noise and the lights and the place where no one cares who her father is. I stay still. Silent. So that’s who she is. The Lycan king’s daughter, but nothing like him. Running from a life most would kill for. So beautifully, blissfully unaware of what she’s walking into.

"Hey wait up” I yell at my best friend Annabelle Haul. She’s a tall 5’9” beauty. She has long red hair that stops just below her bottom. She perfect in every way and she isn’t afraid to show anyone what they get when they mess with her or me for that matter. Who am I?!? My name is Tiffany Tow I’m the daughter to Calvin Tow the bata of Blue Moon Pack. I’m an omega or at least that’s what my wolf and I want everyone to think. You see I’m a very special she-wolf but we will get to that later.