Taylor Swift Daughter Novels & Stories

Tyson's POV: It's been 4 weeks since we last heard our baby girls voice, saw her smile or felt her touch. The doctors have slowly reversed this mini coma a couple of days ago now it's on Kia to open her eyes. Our babies are growing every day and we took them home last week. We wanted to wait for Kia to name them but we ultimately couldn't wait any longer and named them. Tristan's daughter was named Kaya Tegan Briggs. My sons name is Kaizer Foster Briggs and Toni's daughter was named Kinsleigh Foster Briggs. Kaizer is my exact replica, it's insane. Kinsleigh has Kia's hair and Toni's eyes. Kaya has Tristens eyes and lips but everything else is from Kia. All of the kids are taking Kia's absenc

He asked “It wasn't easy, sir. Victoria Miller isn't a celebrity, so her information is very private. But we found someone who is very close to her,” “Who?” “Alliena Francisco, her sister.” “Hmm…” Cale mumbled as he continued reading everyone's information one by one. “What about Isla Everhart?” “She’s the daughter of a producer from Twilight Entertainment. Her father was the one who helped her build her singing career. We also found out that she's been doing drugs during her high school years, and there's a possibility that she still has it until now.” The man informed him.

Only a fool would not be able to guess that this was their daughter's birthday party. With that, rumors would spread. The paparazzi would speculate and try to find more information. Not everything would be in our control. Somehow the news would leak that the long lost billionaire's daughter was finally found. That she had finally returned. Charlotte would start forcing me to reveal myself. It would be a breaking news that would circulate all the news channels for a few days and the whole world would gossip about the daughter's whereabouts and what she must have done in all this time. "Julie!" Olivia hissed at me, snapping me out of my reverie.

Catherine and Hardy wedding I have been the grand daughter and daughter to my father and the only heir in next to my father and grandfather company's, I have forgiven my mother despite what she did to me and my father was also forgiven, I was accepted into the fox's family, my grandmother and grandfather was so happy to see me, and I was told by them, I resemble my father a lot when he was little boy, but everything was confirmed when the DNA father request for is out, and I was truly my father's daughter, he was the happiest man in Earth, my mother was fully accepted also, and her wish was finally been fulfilled of being the fox daughter-in-law, she was finally the only wife of Taylor fox,

Seraphina said, keeping her tone calm. Emily let out an irritated snort and stormed off. Seraphina sighed, shaking her head before turning to join her father, where the Hart family was still gathered. As she approached, Seraphina greeted Sia with a polite smile. “Hello, Miss Swift.” Sia looked at her in surprise. “Seraphina?” “This is my daughter,” Carter said proudly. “She works for you. In fact, she is quite a fan and has been insisting she will keep working for you no matter what.”

“Second slap is for the way you treated Lydia, Why did you hate her so much? She was a good, well-behaved, and brilliant woman!” Kelly rolled her eyes hearing Lydia's name. “The third slap…” Grandpa’s nostrils flared. “...was for the company. Clinton, what the hell is wrong with you?” Clinton remained quiet, confused. “Talk to me!” Grandpa roared, his voice slicing through the air like a whip. Kelly flinched. Clinton’s throat went dry. “I had no idea about Lydia being…” He trailed off, unable to form the words. Grandpa’s grip on the shears tightened. “She’s President Zander’s daughter, you fool! The daughter of the most powerful man in this country! And you let her go?”

I close the door locking it and I go sitting in my place, Sike is hugging Taylor from behind. "Sike, hey." Taylor smiles. "Why are you here?" I ask, and she scoffs. "No, 'hey how are you today?' that fucking hurts." She teases. "You said you wanted to know about Pete, and I know that Taylor was living with you, so it was an excuse for me to come here." She smiles. "What do you know?" I ask and she looks between the two of us. "Do you remember meeting Pete's daughter about two years ago?" She asks and I remember when I had a party at the club house, and he brought her along.

I wanted her to take charge that night and she did perfectly well. Suddenly reality sets in and I snapped out of the memories just in time to see a familiar reddish brown hair stripping out of her clothes. I could recognize that auburn hair anywhere, her back was turned to me. But I knew who it was. Taylor Mcgregor. The only daughter of her father and mother. I wonder how she got into my home, no one else knows the password to the house. I didn't even hear her come in. I watched as she removed her earrings and necklaces, dropping it on the washing basin.

Taylor's voice softened. The atmosphere in the room changed, and no one knew what else to say. Fortunately, Miguel chose that moment to cry, waking up from his nap. Taylor hurriedly got up. "Don't worry, I'll fetch him," she assured them, waving Catherine back to her seat. She walked over to the child, hoping he would wake up soon so she could play with him. Her own daughter had refused to give her a grandchild. She picked up the still-crying baby and held him up, rocking him in her arms until he stopped crying. She then returned to her seat with Miguel in her lap, giving her daughter a knowing look.

She had only longed for her attention and love as her only sibling, but today made it clear she would never get that. Downstairs, Taylor Jenson was boiling with anger, his hand shaking. He didn’t know where he had gone wrong, but since the death of his ex-wife, his first daughter had been nothing but a shame to the family. Since she had seduced his business partner turned family friend’s son, he had kept her out of public sight. Yet again, she had gone out on her twenty-first birthday only to return in some man’s shirt. “Honey, she’s really getting out of hand,” Ramona said, touching his shoulder.