How Old Is Ariana Grande Daughter Novels & Stories

She moved quietly, her footsteps making no sound on the grass. Aria. Kael and Selene’s daughter. She was six years old, with her father’s green eyes and her mother’s dark hair. But she’d inherited something else from her mother too. Power. Even at six, everyone could feel it radiating from her like heat from a fire. “Give Isla her ribbon back.” Aria’s voice was calm. Almost too calm for a six-year-old. Nora turned to face her. “Or what?” “Or I’ll make you.” Aria took another step forward.

4 years later Our baby girl is growing up so fast. Ariana Elizabeth Adair is now 8 months old and she’s the smartest and most fearless baby that I have ever seen- and she gets that from her parents. “Look at this Ari.” Zara says picking up her bow and arrow set that Alex got for her birthday last month.

"Which needs to keep being what it always was. Somewhere safe and steady for people who need it." He looked at her for a long moment. "The daughter is eleven," Aria said. "Her name is Sable. She reminded my father of me at that age." "In what way?" Caden said. "She asked direct questions and drew conclusions from the answers without waiting to be told what to conclude," Aria said. Zane looked up from his notes. "That does sound familiar." "It does," Caden agreed, and something in his expression was warm and entirely certain. Aria looked at both of them. "The summit briefing," she said. "Where were you?"

She complimented and I said a small thank you, putting the food on the coffee table in front of us. "How is Aria?" I asked referring to her daughter. "She's okay, starting school soon" she replied "That's amazing" I announced as she sipped her wine. "Her birthday is three months away too," "She's going to be four right?" "Yeah she is" she replied "Can I guess?" I asked after a couple of minutes of silence. "Guess what?" "What happened" I explained "Go ahead Jaz" She replied amused and I smiled loving her use of the nickname.

She asked. “Ariana Jade,” she answered. Three days after, Daniella was allowed to go home and nursed her daughter in the comfort of her own home. As it was in the family tradition to baptize a newborn before the child reached one month old, she was busy making some arrangements for AJ’s first event.

Heck, if she wanted to go to Geelong, he would happily oblige. Landon had called his daughter that morning and offered her breakfast. As much as he was a workaholic, his daughter was important to him and if it meant he wouldn't step foot into the office until ten, so be it. Living in a million dollar mansion in a gated community just outside the city, life for Landon was anything but quiet. After his divorce, when Ariana was 6, Landon married an Australian woman named Vanessa when Ariana was 10 and two years later they had two boys to keep the house staff up and on their toes. Landon Jr. and Blane.

"After the embarrassment she caused? After Sienna—" "Sienna is handling her own life," Richard said, his voice rising. "Aria is our daughter. She is marrying a good man. She is carrying our grandchild. And we are going to treat her with the respect she deserves." "Richard Stone, have you lost your mind?"

Ariana Grande thank you next was playing in her car. "so, I thought you said you ain't getting your license until few weeks" I said "I actually said weeks or days" she defended "And it's not even up to twenty four hours you said that to me so how did you do it" I countered. "Let's just say my dad knows a lot of people" she said concentrating on the road. She really drives like a professional. I thought to myself. The way she talks about her family, it's like they are really rich but why did she transfer, why did she have an after school job? This girl is full of mystery and I must unravel it.

I asked with my eyes drawn together. “Soon, you’ll know about it.” I wanted to ask him more questions, but was distracted by a young girl that walked from down the stairs, rubbing her sleepy eyes with her fingers. “Hey Dad, I didn't know you were back.” She hugged Shane “Dad?!” I wondered. “Yes, she's my 11-year old daughter, Ariella,” he explained. “Wow, how didn't I know there was an Ariella Lock in the pack?” I chuckled, wondering how the hell he had an eleven-year old daughter, then I remembered that he was 29.

All she could hear was that her sister had helped ruin her life. "She... she was part of it?" Aria sobbed, her voice breaking completely as the betrayal suffocated her. "Why? Why would she do that to me?" Damian looked at her, his dark eyes filled with absolute sorrow. "Because Cassandra has a daughter, Aria. A one-year-old baby girl." Aria stopped breathing. The air simply vanished from the room. "A daughter?" Aria whispered, her voice barely making a sound. "Cassandra has a baby?"