Keemstar Daughter Age Novels & Stories

How dare she? A lowlife commoner like her? She doesn't even look like a girl... My father had called me and informed me that the news was everywhere and that I should clean up the mess. He didn't even had to ask because I intend to clean it up...in the slowest way possible. I signaled my investigator to continue. "Kaitlyn Grey, youngest daughter of Susan and late Philip Grey... She's twenty-three years old. Her mother Susan and her elder sister resides at the outskirt of the city.

“I don’t trust them. I’ll probably tell Hugh about getting a bodyguard. I want us to get a new place soon. I don’t want us to convert the guest room into Annie’s room. I'll get in touch with my agent in the morning." Katherine nodded against Adam’s chest in agreement. “You both are getting along huh?” Adam smiled. He was relieved about that. Kara nodded, smiling too. “Your daughter is now a young woman. She had her first period today. She was so terrified. I’m glad she's with us for me to put her through. I’m glad we would be able to witness her 13th birthday." “I want her to have the best party ever.” Adam chipped in. Katherine nodded. “We will make sure of that.”

How do I feel? A mess. "I don’t know." "Whatever you decide to do, we are here… as for that bastard… If I ever find out his name…" Dad left his threat hanging, his eyes flashing a cobalt blue. And that’s exactly why I will never tell you. "So, where’s Katara? With the boys?" I asked, referring to Raven and Liam’s youngest child. She was seven years old and their only daughter after five boys. "Yes. Jayce wasn’t happy but they had no choice." Raven replied.

She was merely another warm pussy of my most despised one, the one who was carrying my Pup, and I had no intention of introducing myself to them. "My King, don't say that. Although everyone is aware of how you feel about the Sparrow pack, a young girl shouldn't be involved in this." The oldest she-wolf in the Midnight Moon pack, Aunt Mary, spoke before turning to face Elder Sachin. "I even heard that she recently turned 18 years old." Fuck that, man. "Kaylee, what do I do?" I joined our minds. Just be honest with them. He returned the favor.

My father's wedding to Celeste Whitmore. "Speaking of which." Luna holds up her tablet. "I've got new intel on the Whitmore Pack, you are going to want to see this." We gather in the war room—the space we use for serious pack business as Luna projects files onto the screen. "Celeste Whitmore is twenty-five years old." She pulls up a photo of a stunning blonde with cold eyes. "Only daughter of Alpha Gregory Whitmore. Educated at prestigious pack academies, trained in combat and politics, and reportedly has never lost a negotiation."

Kiara, who was 17 years old and a member of the Moonbeam Pack, resided with her parents in their home with her two sisters. “Hey, Dad,” she said as she avoided his gaze and immediately headed to her room. She dropped her school bag as she entered the kitchen. “Make me some coffee and be fast about it,” Emma said. Emma was her little sister. She was sixteen years old. She was a beauty with black hair, tall, slim, and with pink-colored hair. “Why don't you just assist yourself?” Kiara complained and asked because she didn't appreciate that her little sister was bossing her around.

Suddenly a young guy approached me "Hello Star." I touched her "She's a really nice horse." He said "She seems very calm." I said and he chuckled "She is and she loves sugar." He said "I'm sorry, I'm Lauren. So this place is yours?" I asked "I'm JJake and yes this is mine." He answered "Nice place and tomorrow me and my highschool friends will come here." I told him "Yeah I know." He said "So how old is Star?" I asked "She's 7 years old."

He shook his head, "Crime has no age." "Oh my gosh..." I whispered. Wait a minute... "Isn't it the cop's job to do that?" He scoffed, "Oh please, they're too scared since some are related to big families." "What? There's no one related to some bug families in our university-" I gasped, "Jessa Knelm!" To confirm my accusation, he nodded. Jessa Knelm is the biggest female dog when we were still in middle school. She's the granddaughter of this really big businessman. She's pretty but a real meanie -and also Jay's crush.

I didn't think before I spoke and I inwardly cringed about that. He was already sliding his key in a starting the car. “Yes,” He answered. “She's four.” His eyes slid to the toys on the dashboard, and that smile of his turned warmer. “She's four and the most dinosaur-obsessed kid I have seen” Pride and love radiated from his words and it turned my heart bright and dark at the same time. Kellan, too, would have loved our daughter. “She sounds… incredible.” I managed to say past the sudden tightness in my throat.

Christy asks her. “Yes, but I’m on bedrest until Mom says I can come off. What about you? Mom says she’s keeping you overnight again. How are you healing?” Kennedy asks her. She looks at Leo and then back at Kennedy. “Do you want Leo to leave while we talk, Christy?” I ask her, not sure what that look meant. I frown, picking up a thought in Kennedy’s mind. ‘They’re mates? Christy turned eighteen months ago. They would have known before now,’ I tell Kennedy in the mind link.