Colby Brock Daughter Novels & Stories

She personally cooked an entire table full of food and bought a large cake. Then she took a photo of my results and posted it on social media. The caption only had one sentence: [My daughter is amazing.] Two years earlier, I had still been a pitiful girl locked in a cellar, with broken fingers and abandoned by the entire family. Back then, I didn’t even know whether I would wake up alive the next morning. I didn’t dare imagine any kind of future. Now, I was sitting in a bright apartment while Mamma cut the cake beside me.

“She no longer lives with us—“ “Does that mean that you no longer consider her to be your daughter?” This was the million dollar question, and I knew that it struck a nerve, because not only did Beta Luke clenched his hands into fists, but he took a step towards me that bordered on being threatening. I could not help but smirk, feeling rather amused by what was going on. I might have been wrong to judge him as fast as I had. He might have been able to defend his honour after all. “Now, now, now. There’s no need to get upset.”

Colby yells. “I will check with the warriors to see if they know where he may have gone,” Blake says as Colby slowly releases him. Kate moves to put her hand on Colby’s shoulder, “We will get her back,” Kate assures Colby while he slumps forward resting his hands against the frame of the vehicle. “I just found out I have another daughter, I cannot lose her,” Colby murmurs and Kate simply moves forward hugging him from behind wrapping her arms around his waist. “We will get her back,” she promises Colby as he leans back absorbing her strength.

All of this fell into the eyes of Kinley, who was hiding behind the curtains, and she was greatly shocked. Her daughter used to live with Brodie!

Colt had a child? "What happened?" Dr. Kim asked gently. "I walked away. Told her I wanted nothing to do with her or the baby. That if she kept it, she was on her own." Colt's voice cracked. "She had the baby. A daughter. Raised her alone. I never contacted them. Never paid support. Never acknowledged she existed. I was too scared. Too selfish. Too cowardly." "Do you know where they are now?"

“Daddy, who’s she?” Bryce side-glanced his daughter, sitting on the patio of their two-story home. “She works at your Uncle Dax’s project.” “But you know her, don’t you?” “What I told you about eavesdropping over grown-ups’ conversation, Clarissa?” “I wasn’t listening. I mean I couldn’t help it because she was pretty, but she looked sad, though.” Bryce felt his cheeks were flushing. His child shouldn’t have been listening because they were talking about sex earlier, but Clary was like nothing her age—she never asked something about grownups. Still, he felt he was a terrible parent.

Liam said and Brandon nodded before walking fully inside the room, where he met two little girls who looked like they were nine and seven years of age and a little boy who was just three years old. Wilson stared at the kids and then at the mother, even a blind man could tell these kids belonged to Wilson. Brandon sighed softly, he couldn’t believe it after his father left, and he married another wife. “Hi, I’m Brandon Colby, I’m Wilson’s son, “ Brandon said and the lady stared at him for a few seconds before saying a word. “There’s no need to introduce yourself, the moment you walked through that door, I knew you were Wilson’s son.

“That Albert mentioned.” “Oh, it was Yulia. Yulia Don Brook. The one and only daughter of the Don Brook couple and the heiress to the cereal company of her parents.” Albert replied and the two rookie undercover spies waited for what the reaction might be from the Basketball Star Player. “Why the sudden interest in her I wonder? You like her?” Hestia now butted in to the conversation. She does not care if she will be ignored again or rejected by the Basketball Star Player. And to the surprise of the two rookie undercover spies, Aaron answered Hestia’s inquiry.

I’m here to talk. Blake scoffed. "You people already tried that." "No," Cole said calmly. "They tried to intimidate you." He paused. "I’m going to explain something to you now. And you’re going to listen." Blake’s eyes flicked away, then back. Cole’s voice remained even. "The girl you were sent to take, she’s my daughter." Blake swallowed. "You didn’t just interfere with business," Cole continued. "You didn’t just cross powerful people. You targeted my family."

Guilt clutched at her heart, threatening to break her apart as she continuously cried. "I am so sorry," Aimee Brooke reached out and placed an arm around her crying foster daughter, and hugged her, letting her cry in her arms instead. ...... END OF BOOK 1 BOOK 2 WOULD BE OUT SOON!!! ANTICIPATE!!!