Travis Kelce Daughter Novels & Stories

Calista stood up and walked over to me, her face breaking into that practiced, sugary smile. "Hi bestie!" She grabbed my hands excitedly. I forced a small smile back. If I didn't know the truth about her, I would still be falling for the performance. She was that good. My father's voice cut through the room. "Son, you called us here.. Seems there's good news?" Kelvin stepped forward calmly. "Selena is pregnant." My chest tightened. My mother squealed. "Oh my God!" Dad's face brightened immediately, and then my mother turned to me with a smile that somehow still managed to sting. "You finally did something right, apart from marrying Kelvin."

I want to keep her a secret, but this is what Tristan wanted, so July 19th I take him his daughter. Everyone stares in awe as I enter the gala before they start greeting me. I see the military guys in tuxedos and Captain Brunson, just as I had in my dream. Trey sees me, and he and Gloria come my way. They notice I have a baby, so they stand stunned. "She's absolutely beautiful. What's her name?" Gloria asks. "Christina." "Pretty...may I?"

She actually approached Kaden and his child. "Mr. Lewis. Is he your son? He looked exactly like you." Dang! My heart almost jump. I thought she'll mention Kalil. "Oh, pretty girl. I saw you again. Yes, he is my son. Travis meet Kella. " So he is his son? That means he is already married? I clutched my chest when I suddenly feel pain. "Hi Travis. Nice to meet you. I am Kella." She extended her hand for a handshake, but Travis only look her hand and didn't accepted it.

“You’re not going to believe this.” He turned the screen. It was a screenshot from a private industry Slack channel. Anonymous, but verified members. Someone claiming to be Veronica’s former assistant had posted: If you think the leaks are over, wait until you see what she did to her own daughter. The room went still. Damien pushed off the wall. “Daughter?” “She has no daughter,” Celeste said. But her voice faltered. “Does she?” Tasha looked stunned. “No public record. No birth certificate. Nothing on file in any of her bios.”

At my bonding ceremony with Liam Jones, the pack witch appeared and dropped a bombshell—my long-lost sister, Victoria, was still alive. She could bring Victoria back, but there was a catch. She turned to my parents and asked: “Are you willing to trade Margret Davis for Victoria Davis? The two will swap bodies.” My parents' faces lit up with excitement. They didn't hesitate for a second. Yes. They said the only reason they had me was because Victoria had vanished, and their mind-link with her had gone silent. I'd spent twenty years living a life that was never mine, while my sister suffered for over a decade. This was what I owed her. Then the witch turned to Liam. Victoria had gone missing b

On her wedding day, my adopted daughter, Sophie Bennett, runs off after transferring the 300-thousand-dollar down payment her fiance, Ethan Carter, has saved for their new home. A few days earlier, while sorting through her old belongings, she discovers her adoption papers. After reading too many stories about domineering billionaires and runaway heirs, she is convinced that she is the long-lost biological daughter of a billionaire. Determined to reclaim her place among the elite and marry a powerful man, she steals the down payment and spreads lies online, accusing her adoptive parents of imprisoning and abusing her. It isn't until my biological daughter appears before me that I reali

Jessica muttered as she tried to place the call. "No! No, you don't have to call him. He might get in trouble at work! Besides, what I had to tell him wasn't really important. I just wanted to see him and what is more, is that I wanted to meet you and the kids as well!" Claudia let out. "Well, this is Raya and our eldest daughter Rose is still in school. She is going to graduate soon from high school and Travis said he was going to be there to see her graduate." Jessica muttered and Claudia could feel the invincible arrow piercing at her chest from Jessica's outburst.

The nurse swept Celeste away to weigh and bathe her, leaving Kc and Valeria in a circle of wonder, silence, and golden light. When the wails subsided and Celeste was wrapped again and returned to them, Kc sat on the bedside, his arm around his wife, the other one around their child. "This is the first day of her life," he whispered. "And already the best of mine." Valeria leaned against him, watching their daughter's tiny chest rise and fall. "She was worth everything." "Yes," Kc breathed, nuzzling her temple. "Every moment. Every scar. Every heartbreak."

I had to see Cece. I couldn’t believe the last words we exchanged had been about Italy, about postponing our marriage license. … It turned out being her boyfriend wasn’t enough to grant me access to the morgue. The hospital guards insisted I wait for the Thornwood. So I waited. Half an hour later, Don arrived. He was carrying Isabella in his arms. She hadn’t stopped crying. Sebastian looked pale, shaken. Eva, strangely, looked composed, too composed. “Adam…” Isabella cried the moment she saw me. “Where did they take my daughter? Where is she?”

“I had my son marry Zane Lancaster’s niece.” Davian narrowed his eyes. “Zane Lancaster has a niece?” Melissa nodded slowly. “Yes, he does. And, believe it or not, he and Celeste also had a daughter—Irene Lancaster. But no one knows that. Not even the fact that she died five years ago is public knowledge. The family keeps their affairs tightly under wraps.” Davian fell silent, absorbing the information. Melissa watched him closely, noting the way his expression shifted—brows slightly drawn, gaze distant.