Aberforth Dumbledore Son Novels & Stories

Arden replied, leaning back with a smug air. “Sent them abroad?” Elyana’s brows furrowed. “What about her son?” “Oasis?” Arden arched a brow. “He’s Daimon’s son. Do you think Daimon would just let his son go with her?”

“He just turned 17. He's a bit like I used to be, and at times I still am. He's quiet, soft-spoken, shy, and very sweet. But he likes to keep to himself. Do you see that young man over there?” He pointed to a man talking to Damian, Xavier, and Theo. He looked nothing like Cassian. “Yes. What about him?” “He's my oldest son. His name is Abraham.” I studied Lucian for a moment before looking at his son. Abraham is as tall as Damian, but his body is bigger, broader, and more muscular than the Beta's. “Why are you telling me this?” I asked, but the angel ignored my question and continued talking. Lovely!

Alice was his favorite nickname for his beautiful baby. When Alice was one year old, just as they were celebrating their daughter's first birthday, Mr. Arthur received an urgent call from his country. He had to return immediately, as his father had passed away. As Arthur Evans was the only son, he had to take up his father's duties and was made the Sixth Baron of Maxwell. His busy life in Parliament meant that lord Arthur could not fulfill his promise to pick up his wife and daughter; in addition, he had a legal wife in Ireland, Baroness Saoirse.

Merope spat out, "Shut up! Abelin is protected by angels. How could he die? He faked his death so that he could hide from you vultures!" Arthur's eyes darkened. He asked hoarsely, "So, Abelin is Abel? That boy from 13 years ago?" Now, everyone knew, regardless of whether they were supposed to or not. There was no more need for Merope to keep it a secret from Arthur. She had Zorro's protection, anyway. She no longer had to be afraid of anyone. She puffed up her chest. "Yes. You refused to acknowledge him. You refused to even give him a last name, but what does that matter? He still ended up being a Gabelman. Zorro treated him like his own son and raised him well.

"Did you go to see Darius yesterday?" Ariel asked. "Yes i did, Darius remains Darius," I said. "That is true, you are right on that. So what did you two discuss?" He asked. "Nothing just reminisced on the past and talked about the Aube and the future. He also has a son Thorfin," I said. "I know, he is the spitting image of his father," Ariel answered. "His mother, do you know her?" I asked.

Albert informs "I think Aaden is interested in one of his junior." Abhishek Raichand looks at his son who was genuinely happy for his friend's son "You've met her?" Albert gives a side glance to his son and says "She is the same girl on whom we ran that trial. She is really a talent, no wonder Aaden likes her." Hannah inquires "Does anybody know about this from the Aurther family?" Albert shakes his head in negative "First let him confess to that girl then I think he will talk about this in his family."

replied Albus with a sad face. "It is okay. I want to share my destiny with Edmund. Whether it's a joy or sadness, we will deal with it. Edmund is my son. He is a brave Dragon Warrior’s Son,” said Jergintarth proudly. Little Edmund nodded his head enthusiastically. “I am the Little Dragon Warrior, Albus. I'll be fine," said Edmund in a sweet boy's voice and with determined eyes. Albus sighed. “You guys are so stubborn. Fine, I'll say what I know as it is. Nothing less, and nothing more," replied Albus.

“And I bet right now Arthur would be laughing at how much of a daddy’s girl I am. Depending on Daddy for everything.” I tear my gaze from her, step out of the car, and slam the door hard. I march through the snow covered ground toward the back door of the Denvers’ home. I hear Mum following me, but I don’t slow down. When I knock, the door opens and I startle. Asher Denvers, Luke and Primrose’s only living son. Born a year after their first son was taken. “Hi.” I squeak. Damn it. I just squeaked.

That explains the resemblance. "Miko the half-god, half-human and the prime minister of the supreme arch and Amor's brother, Dimitri, over there." Wow! Half-god? What else do I not understand about the supernatural world? And the prime minister of the Supreme Arch is here. Who are these people? "Next to them is their son, Severus Snape." "Aunt Ev, it's just Severus," Severus corrected Ev. Don't tell me his parents are Harry Potter fans?

His grip on my fingers suddenly tightened, as if he were afraid I'd disappear. "Albus's family all died because of a werewolf," he replied evenly, but there was a hint of suppressed anger there. "His children, even his young grandchildren. Nothing is left." My smile immediately faded. My heart raced, and a sudden feeling of nausea gripped my stomach. "Are you too...?"