Taylor Swift Daughter Novels & Stories

“Ivan Taylor, do you think I don’t know what you’ve done in secret? You only know that my health is in decline and rarely leave the house, isn’t it? I, Zeus Taylor, might be old, but I’m not blind. Ever since you’ve been the director, our company’s performance has been in decline for the past few years. I’m just too tired to berate you!” Old Master Taylor then added, “I can’t be bothered with you picking on Selena as I was also angry with her giving birth to a child with him. However, Kylie is Selena’s daughter. She’s only four years old. How dare you feed her with buns that you stomped on. I can’t bear to imagine such an incident!” “Dad, regardless, Fane can’t beat Ivan up just because of t

We made our Princess wear a pink dress like an angel with a wand and a small crown that dad had bought for her. "I hope to see you soon, Princess. And I'm sorry for giving your place to some other baby. It's not that daddy doesn't love you. It's just that I'm doing this, your mommy." "What's the name of your daughter?" Father asked. "Tiana Sophia Haysbert., I replied. Tiana meant Princess, and she was no less than a Princess for us. I heard dad's mobile ringing. I didn't know why. I had an idea that it would be Ethan. I took the phone from dad and swiped the call to talk with him.

he conceded, holding up his hands in mock surrender. A comfortable silence settled between them for a moment until he spoke again. "About that kid from earlier..." Cyan looked up from the apple. "Zendaya." "Yeah. Where is she?" "She’s with your brother right now." "Is she really our daughter?" Cyan hesitated. Technically, Zendaya was Zach’s daughter, but she wasn't hers. The truth was a tangled web. "She is..." Cyan said carefully. "She is your daughter... but with someone else.”

“But my daughter asked me not to take it in heart as this happened because of accident. And that she is willing to think of forgiving Mrs. Sherly.” Sorren reached out his hand and held the hand of his daughter who is sitting on his right side. “I am so thankful to Mr. Sorren for raising my daughter to be a fine lady,” Astell added. Harriet looked to her father and smiled back. Meanwhile, Reese on Harriet’s left side, fixed her deceitful eyes towards Harriet and Astell’s hands. ‘I am also a part of Wyatt family starting from now on. Why do they keep talking about Harriet?!’ Reese complained within.

“You were incredible in there.” I try to smile. I really do but it lands somewhere between polite and wilted. “Thank you, Tony.” He beams anyway and waits until I’m settled before circling to the driver’s seat. The moment he clicks his seatbelt, he launches into conversation as if we’ve been in mid-discussion all day. “My daughter—God, you’d love her—she’s ten, and she idolizes you. Has the posters, the shirts, the glitter microphone from the tour merch you did last year. Won’t stop singing your songs. Even in the shower. Especially in the shower.”

The table went still. I felt Lucas shift slightly beside me, but I kept my gaze steady. “No,” I said clearly. “I am his biological daughter.” A few eyebrows lifted around the table. I continued before anyone could twist it. “I am not the product of an affair or some hidden mistake,” I said calmly. “I am his daughter. Just not the daughter he chooses to acknowledge.” The silence that followed was heavier this time. Across the table, Taylor let out a soft laugh, as if amused by something she had heard.

Taylor replied. “What do you think?”Micah replied with a serious expression. Taylor ceased his eyebrows in confusion and spoke again. “Norah—she is my daughter,” Taylor replied. ‘Norah? Wasn’t he here to talk about Renya?’ Micah thought. “Get to the point, what are you here for?” Micah fixed his posture and asked with a cold voice. “Haha!! Why are you acting like this, you are making me feel like a criminal, I just came here to meet my daughter,” Taylor replied with a meaningful look painted all over his face.

Taylor was Aunt Kim’s daughter who died in a car accident when she was four years old. “You were born almost exactly nine months after she passed,” Aunt Kim goes on. Taylor was always something we didn’t talk about. It brought Aunt Kim too much pain and, as a kid, I didn’t understand it, especially since my middle name is Taylor in her honor. When I became a mother, I did…but also didn’t. Though, who am I to judge? Everyone grieves differently. “She came to me, in a dream.” Aunt Kim’s voice is soft and low. “The day before your mother went into labor.”

I froze for a moment and shot around, “Daughter…?” She nodded, “I want to bless you both. I have someone extraordinary planned for her. Your daughter,” “Nuray.” I cut her off, “Her name is Nuray.” She smiled, “Nuray will be a great she-wolf, a powerful wolf.” I thought for a moment, my husband is a Beta; does this mean that she’ll be with an Alpha? My brain rushed with hundreds of questions. “Are you ready to meet your daughter?” I nodded but then thought for a second,

Then, I let my father take my daughter while Xander let his mother and father take our son. Suzanne: You really named him after your wolf, Alexander? He chuckled, looking at me with such love that I felt my heart leap with joy. Alexander: Yes, my Luna really likes the idea of ​​our son having either my name or my wolf's name, and nothing could change her mind. Since I didn't want to call him Junior, we went with Xavier. Suzanne: And your daughter... she's Catherine... like Evangeline's mother...