Blake Shelton's Daughters Name Novels & Stories

I touched his little hand with my finger and he tightened around it. The feeling shattered me. This tiny person fighting so much to be alive. "Hello, baby." I whispered. "I'm your mama. I’m sorry I wasn’t around when you were first born. But I'm here now. And I'm not leaving." He gripped my finger hard. "What are we naming them?" I looked at Kade. "Ethan Arthur. After your brother and father." Perfect. "And our daughter?" Kade hesitated. "Celine Rose. After my first love. And for the fresh start she embodies.”

Oscar said the two brides may not share the same bloodline but they are all his daughters. "I'll settle for Ysabela Adams Asher Dad, Rachel Barnes Asher is too confusing." Ysa made a light of it. " And I'll settle for Kylie Asher Anderson, Kylie Rachel Barnes Asher Anderson is a mouthful as well as confusing." The all laughed in unison.

When I walked over to where they were, I could see the different outfits showing me that one was a boy and the other was a girl. "We have a boy and a girl," I said as the tears fell from my face. "Yes, we do, Princess. What do you want to name them?" Blake asked. "I don't know. What do you think?" I asked "Whatever you want, Princess. I was thinking we could name her Amelia," Blake said, and I looked at him with a smile on my face. "Really," I asked. I never thought about naming our daughter after my mom, but now that Blake brought it up, I wanted to name our daughter after her.

Blake did a double-take as he saw Caleb, and his expression morphed to one of true fear. “Mr. Paine,” he said. Caleb marched right up to him, grabbed his shirt with both of his hands, and pulled him in close. “Where’s my daughter?” he growled. Blake swallowed. “I don’t know. I swear. Why? Is she okay?” “Don’t you lie to me,” Caleb said. “Mr. Paine, I swear. I have no idea. I like Scarlet. I would never do anything—” “Is that why you invited her here? To get her drunk? To get her high?”

“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.”

Blake said as he helped the man up. His voice was gruff as his heart was in his throat "Dad this is Blake Northman and the little girl your holding is his youngest Morganna." Mackayla said as she and her mom and sister arrived at his side. I like to meet my dad David, my mom Mari, and my little sister Zarria." She smiled at Blake "Daddy loves kids and hates to see them hurt." David nodded but was also giving the man the once over as Morganna curled into him.

She sets him down, and Aphrodite’s boy looks over at him. “I think we have just created a new pair of best friends,” Athena announces. “What have you named them?” Hera asks. “My only son is named Chris, and my two daughters are Mykenzie and Kylani.” Aphrodite announces. “What is your son’s name?” Aphrodite asks. “His name is Ryein, but we call him Rye for short.” She answers.

Victoria explained explicitly. "Aunt, is it Domino Shelton?" Blake asked curiously and Victoria replied with an affirmative nod. "Aunt!" Blake called out in disbelief, confusing Chloe. "What? I didn't even go to him! He was the one that offered and I couldn't turn him away either." Victoria tried to look innocent. Chloe knew the name well, not for the reason Blake knew him but because, "Shelton Law Firm? Father's lawyers are from that firm too. Are you sure this will work?"

Nathaniel and his mother, standing at the door, their faces a mix of expectation and entitlement. They had seen her. A baby girl. Nathaniel’s lips had pressed into a thin, tight line. Mrs. Blake’s eyes had narrowed, cold and calculating. And then, as if it were some trivial inconvenience, they walked out. Unabashed, unapologetic. “In the Blakes family,” Mrs. Blake had said over her shoulder, “daughters carry their mother’s last name.”

“Julia… is one of the youngest board members in the company. She didn’t get there by selling off her body. She is indeed a big girl.” Jake sat still, the weight of his assumptions pressing down. Robert wasn’t done. He looked Jake in the eye, voice calm but loaded. “Julia,” he said, “is the CLO’s only sister.” Jake’s brows furrowed. Robert continued. “She’s Richard Blake’s daughter.” Jake jolted. “What? Dad… are you serious?” Robert nodded slowly. “Too serious, my son.” Jake turned away from his father, his mind spinning. He whispered to himself, “This is unbelievable…”