Blake Shelton's Daughters Name Novels & Stories

Charlotte asked. “Names of my daughters are Cloudpelt Calmbark, Starburst Passenger, Wyslisa, Krotdroutelyn Anvilcloak, Veris, Ashia, Osagia, Sesu, Vozsa, Stax, Lolta, Youngmane Couragetail, Ashpaw Humblefang, Boneclaw Graytail, Azui, Yila, Amu, Chuga, Orora, Lileth, Shylia, Xeneli, Aeznys, Fyrysh, Liliniana & Catthine” I said.

he said with a smirk. Glancing over at my dad I watched the wheels turning in his head. Seeing me looking at him he asked me who Athena was. Nick spoke up then. “Athena Blackstone is Derek Blackstone’s daughter and Gavin’s real mate. She's also pregnant with Gavin's twin sons,” he announced, causing my dad to begin sputtering. “Alpha Derek Blackstone is a warrior prodigy and had a daughter? Do you know who her mother was by chance,” he asked me gobsmacked.

Athena seems to be of the opinion we’re not safe yet, so it follows me. “This baby girl is no ‘thing’, and you tried to kill her without cause or question. You are wrong on all accounts, which you would know if you had listened with an open mind, instead of acting with malice.” I say as I keep walking. “Oh, and her name is Athena and she is awfully powerful, so sorry to disappoint but we are no way near dead.” I look at Blake who has stopped fighting our ranked males, and smile. He quickly disentangled himself from the others and walked straight to the amethyst wall in front of me and his daughter. He puts a hand on it, and as if Athena recognizes her father, it flows through. Blake walks in

Because of that, I was super busy handling my position as a Luna and a mother at the same time. I am blessed with 2 boys and 2 girls. My eldest son is Blake who is now 10 years old. His really smart because he is taking advanced classes with his senior. My second girl named, Jane, 9 years old, she is definitely a daddy’s girl. Wiliiam gets protective whenever Jane plays with boys saying that she should hang out with girls around her age.

And he chose to give it all than stand up and give up. Wait, did he say 'my daughter'? "And what's the name of your daughter?" I asked out of curiosity. "Her name? Her name is Katlyn Carlson. She is now a fourth-year College student at Lawson University," he immediately replied to me, and rubbed his hands together since it was freezing here outside. Katlyn, he said? Oh, what a surprise. I smiled when an idea came to my mind just thinking of Katlyn who stole my Dad's attention and kept comparing me to her.

To the thick, hard bulge straining the fabric. A gasp tore from her throat. All the anger rushed back, hot and sharp. She stared at him, her body shaking. Blake knew he was caught. There was no hiding the head of his cock pressing against the denim. "Selena, I'm sorry, I……" "You're just as bad as your fucking daughter!" she yelled. He winced. "Selena, calm down." "You're getting turned on looking at my nudes?!" Her voice, a raw scream. "Mr. Shelton, I'm just nineteen!"

After kissing my cheek, he scooped my daughter out of my arms. I noticed that Jackson clenched his hands at his sides, and I wondered if he was doing that to stop himself from stealing her back since I was tempted to do the same. It wasn’t that I didn’t trust my dad—he’d raised me, after all—but I realized that I wasn’t ready to share my daughter yet when he cradled her against his chest. Jackson shot me a knowing look as my dad asked, “What name did you two finally settle on?” “Gabrielle Celia Baldwyne,” I announced with a soft smile. “That’s an awfully big name for such a little thing,” my dad cooed

“What about her personal life?” The assistant hesitated. “She’s very careful. No public relationships. No scandals. No...” “Say it,” Ethan snapped. “No registered spouse. But…” He paused. “There is a child.” The room went very still. “A child?” Ethan repeated. “Yes. A boy. About five years old.” Five. The number hit him like a blow to the chest. “Name,” Ethan said. “Leo Blake.” Blake. Not Blackwood. Ethan’s jaw tightened. “Mother confirmed?”

“Yes.” Tears welled up in Octavia’s eyes. “Then do you know… where his child is now?” Caitlin stiffened. “What child?” “My child. Mine and Xavian’s.” A stunned silence filled the room. Was she saying that Blake was Xavian and Octavia’s son? Caitlin recalled a conversation she had once had with Blake, where she had asked about his mother. He had told her that he had never known his mother. Could it be…?

she says with a smile. “Xelina is my daughter,” my father says. Thalia nearly drops the bread pan she’s holding. “Your daughter?” she says with even more kindness and enthusiasm. “Well then, I’m extra pleased to meet you, and I know some little ladies who will be too.” Two small girls peek from behind Thalia’s skirt. One has my father’s pale eyes, and the other clutches a wooden doll, her expression shy. “They’re your sisters,” my father explains. “Calista and Gallilae.”