Blake Shelton's Daughter On The Voice Novels & Stories

She's her Mother's Daughter **Get her pregnant** Seth's POV "Get her pregnant!"He replied and I flinched. "Are you kidding me?" "I mean how on earth will you say such a thing? She's sixteen for fuçk sake, sixteen!" I half yelled.

My mind went blank. I didn't have a daughter? That was impossible. My dear Marilyn was so real and so warm. "No! You're lying!" I screamed as I leaped up to my feet. "My daughter's name is Marilyn Lopez. She's six years old, and she loves eating strawberry candy!" Gabriel walked over to me and placed a hand on my shoulder. "That's enough, Nat. Don't say anything else," he said, sounding exhausted. My eyes darted between him and Taylor.

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,

“Oh, absolutely! Not only am I getting an earful about this shocking footage of Caleb Johnson assaulting his ex-wife, but to top it off, people are furious that you can clearly see Bailee’s daughter, Brinley Evans, in her car seat in the back of the video. This two-year-old just had to watch a man, the man who raised her for the first two years of her life, putting his hands on her mother.” “I can’t imagine how traumatizing that must have been for her. Take a look for yourself.” The other reporter said before the screen cut to the video I had taken off Ben’s security system. “Bailee,” my dad said, and I knew he could hear the television in the background.

She walked beside him elegantly. “Ladies and gentlemen we all are gathered here, I want to announce my beloved daughter’s engagement with the love of her life Eric” said Mr. Blake. Mr. Blake was a tall slim build man in his mid 50s. His daughter was 5.2 tan and shares features with her father. Everyone claps in the room. “Now as a celebration I would love to share a dance with my beloved daughter” said Mr. Blake. He slowly held her hand and walked towards the floor. A very beautiful song by Cigarette after sex “Don’t let me go,” started playing.

Her fingers curled around the phone. She leaned on the wall, “If he thought I would stay tucked away, broken and quiet, while he walked away from everything with everything, he didn’t know me at all. I’m not Sherah or her foolish mother. I am Rebecca Walton-Hawke's daughter, and we don’t take things lightly.” She muttered dangerously.

It seems like she had no other choice this time. She needs her brothers to help her. “Sherry attacked me with a poisonous blade.” “Sherry?” Peter asked. Vale sneered, “Kyle’s pursuer and the daughter of Lint River.” She didn’t tell them about her break up with Keith. Mason frowned, “Did Kyle know about this?” “No. There’s no need to involve him.” Vale shakes her head. “How did you know she’s Lint River’s daughter?” Peter looked at her with doubt.

I tried to sing but my voice came out rough like something was stuck in it, my eyes were getting teary already. I looked into the crowd and saw Freya already begging Rylor. I closed my eyes and saw Leila, I could hear her tiny voice cheering me on. Then before I knew it, I started singing. I sang so beautifully than I had done in a while, now it dawned on me that my daughter was truly the strength I needed. When I was done, the whole lounge stood up to clap for me, and even Rylor who had an issue now wore a bold smile.

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>

I heard Harley's voice, and I gazed at the counter, towards her. Then I led Blake over to her and smiled as I replied, "What's up, Harley?" "Nothing. Just wanted to say, 'Hi." Harley said almost in a whisper. With a weak smile on her lips, she stared at Blake and mumbled, "Hey. You must be our leader's daughter… Blake, right?" For a moment, Blake nervously glanced at me before looking back at Harley and said, "Mmm… Hi, and yes." "You are really pretty," Harley whispered, sounding a bit sad as she avoided my gaze.