Blake Shelton's Daughter Mga Nobela at Kwento

Turning her attention towards my father, she took a few calming breaths, tempering herself a little bit as she asked, “How did you find him?” I watched my father let out a loud, tired exhale, right before he answered, “Long story...” Noticing how her reddened eyes finally landed on me, I watched how she wiped the lingering wetness off her cheeks, swallowing a sob as she then calmly asked, “Who’s this?” “Blake, I want you to meet my daughter, Daya.

Chapter 95 5 years later… (Blake has two daughters Haisley and Hallie who are six and a son Maddox who is five. Samantha and Crag have a daughter Harriette who is eleven. Remington who is five and Blaze who is two. Paige and Storm have Calista who is five and son Godfrey who is two. Aiden has a son Blake who is two. Kendell and Ryan have son Jullian who is two. Dianna and Garret have a son Grayson who is sixteen and daughter Grace who is five...)

Jenny started to repeatedly remind herself about the deal she made with her father. After that, she adjusted the cap on her head and looked at David. “Is that enough?” She asked in a huff. “Yes, yes, that’s enough…” David snapped his fingers satisfactorily. Jenny rolled her eyes at him. After that, she stormed off. Everyone else followed behind her, and they didn’t even dare to make a sound. “Who is that guy?” “Blakely Shelton… He’s been very popular recently…” “Young celebrities are fortunate these days. As long as they look good, they can become popular.”

She heard her mother ask. “Yes.” Her father responded and she smiled. “Blakeley.” Her mother called, jerking the phone from her father. “Blakeley, we keep seeing your pictures on the internet. You are modelling for a lot of companies and brands. My baby is a star.” Her mother said excitedly and Blakeley smiled happily with tears clouding her eyes. “Yes mum, I am.” “Your father is spending a lot of money, Blakeley. He says you are now a star and rich so he wants to enjoy a lot of things.”

"My name is Shayla, I am Hazel's ex-wife, and this is our daughter, Princess." My eyes widened in surprise, "Ex-wife?"

I turned my head on purpose and revealed the faint reddish birthmark behind my ear. Luck was on my side. Mrs. Blake, wife of the richest man in the country, happened to see the red mark. Her hands shook as she took slow steps toward me. The moment her fingers brushed the mark, her eyes widened with disbelief and overwhelming joy. "My… My daughter!" As soon as she uttered those words, every guest attending the Donovan family's banquet erupted in shock. No one had expected that the daughter Mr. Blake and Mrs. Blake were searching for in Ashbourne was none other than the woman who had been viciously attacked online recently—Tessa Carter.

She asks as the others depart from us to start working as commanded. "I do not know. I just have a lot of mixed emotions right now and don't really know what to do." I bury my face in my hands. "It's alright babes. I think you should pray or talk to your pastor or maybe just do both. We will talk at home, okay?" "Okay." We hug and she leaves after taking one of my cinnamon rolls. Thief. * >Omg I can't believe it! So Blake Parker is really married?!> >My father's friend who happens to be the girl's father told him that his daughter was married to Blake and we all brushed it off! We just lost a huge business opportunity>

“Now.” She stared, too stunned to move. “You— you’re supposed to be in—” “Boston,” he finished for her. “Yeah. Got the call when they flagged your name on a secure channel.” “My name?” she echoed. Cole’s jaw tightened. “Sienna Blake. Daughter of Dr. Vale. They think you’re the key.” Her blood went cold. “To what?” He looked at her then, really looked — and for the first time, she saw the same haunted shadow that lived behind Jax’s eyes. “To whatever the hell they did to my brother.”

I whispered as I held her tightly. “Mom, Onyx, Salem and I really do like Xavier. We know that he makes you happy. Don’t feel like you can’t move on from dad. We want you to have love in your life, too,” Shiloh said and left my room. I was glad I was not putting on mascara when Shiloh said that. I would have poked myself in the eye. My daughter never brought up her father. Ever. I chewed on my lip and wondered what would have prompted her to.