Blake Shelton's Daughter Novels & Stories

Kael asked. Shellyn looked at him for a long moment, then said softly but clearly, “I am the daughter of the Wilson Castillo family.” Kael froze. “What?” he said faintly. Shellyn continued, her voice still flat. “The daughter of Mr. Reno Barra Castillo and Mrs. Jessy Anandita.” Kael swallowed. “And…” “The granddaughter of Mr. Samuel Wilson and Oma Rebecca Cathy Castillo,” Shelyn added. Silence. Kael’s expression changed. His eyes widened, then hardened.

Her daughter, Lylah, loved poetry and organized a poetry event for her ten thousand followers to attend, selling tickets only to adults. Shelby nodded. “She will be glad to have you there.” After all, Alice was the closest person Lylah had to an aunt. Her poor eighteen-year-old daughter was so heartbroken about her uncle’s tragic death and the fact that the older sister (Luna) she looked up to is now termed a villain. “I read a few poems your daughter wrote, and I must say—they are amazing,” Mrs. Stevenson commented before pushing her mahjong tile. “It’s so sad she chose it as a career, though. I mean… who does poetry for a living?” Mrs. White laughed, then cleared her throat when Alice glar

"Is it true…Blake? Theda is Alpha Reig's daughter?" "Tyler, calm down and…" "Tell me!!!" "It's true. She told me earlier. You need to calm down…" I went to grab Beth by his shirt before Blake finished talking. "Alpha…" "Why the fuck didn't you tell me sooner? I asked you so many times but you never saw anything! Why?" "I did some investigation and I only knew after your marriage with Selena. I didn't want to ruin your life by opening your closed wounds, bringing up the incident."

He saw no reason to hide his intentions. "My daughter-in-law is from the Blakely family," he said. "Not as well-known as Ginny, but still from a respectable lineage. Our families have worked together closely for years. My daughter-in-law has an older brother—Jason Blakely. He recently divorced and is currently single." He paused, studying Sharon's expression. "Jason is one of the Blakely family's most accomplished heirs, with quite a reputation. I've looked into him—he's mature, steady, no bad habits, no scandals.

Blake questioned as he emerged from my daughter's room. "What happened? Daisy was worried as the voices were getting louder. And why were you cursing my friend Zayn?" Blake added, walking over to where his wife was sitting and joining her. He was directing to Jason. I felt like burying myself in the ground, concluding that I was already caught since Daisy, my daughter, noticed the commotion from her room. I thought she was coming out with Blake. She might even tell Jason that Zayn is her real dad since she saw us together in bed and hadn't seen me and Jason in such an act.

This was not the time. “Blake, your daughter wants to see her king grandfather,” Vera said seriously. Blake’s heart skipped hard enough that he forgot how to breathe for a second. Daughter. He was having a daughter. His child was a girl. His face changed before he could hide it. “Vera, how are you?” he asked, not even pretending he was not trying to keep her on the call. “Blake, either show me a picture or I am hanging up. I need a picture from today,” Vera said.

Hearing the commotion from the basement, Blake rushed over with Victoria. The moment he saw me held in another man's arms like something precious, fury surged through him. "Helena! You dare fool around with another man behind my back?!" He lunged forward, trying to snatch me. It was then that my father raised his head, and his sharp gaze locked onto Blake like a hawk. With just one look, the enraged Blake went cold all over and stepped back. "From the day she was born, no one has ever hurt my daughter without paying the price."

Phillipa asked with concern, breaking Roxanne out of her thoughts. Roxanne exhaled. “I apologize to you in advanced, but I have to ask this.” She leaned across the table to her tea companion. “Did Blake kill his father? Yes or no.” The woman looked her dead in the eyes. “No,” Phillipa answered quickly. “You understand I had to ask. My daughter is precious to me. And I don’t want –” “I guarantee you, Blake would cut off his arm before he hurt Lacey or let anyone else harm her. She will be as safe with Blake as she would be with her own father.”

Life is good. 3 years later Blake and I are having our second child together. Blake was pregnant with our daughter, Blaire Nicole, who is almost 2 years old. I'm currently six months pregnant with our son, Blain Michael. We also adopted a a little boy, Brent Matthew, three years ago who is almost 4 years old. I'm confident that Blake and I have done well for ourselves, not only our with beautiful children but our careers, love life and relationship. Yes, we've fought and disagree but at the end if every day, Blake and I know that we love each other and we can make it through anything.

, she said, shaking my hand. Rachel blake, that's it... what a small world. So Blake only child is all grown up now and looking like a bag of pumpkins. We hardly get to see his daughter, the last time I did, she was 11yrs old. From what I know, Rachel was born to a black mother.