Novel & Cerita Amazing Son

“I want nothing more…” “And bring your mother.” “You don’t have to do that.” “She told you to give me that awesome blow job. So, I like her a little more.” I smiled at his playfulness, loving the fact that he was himself again. “You know, you can have one of those every day.” “I know…but I get distracted by that perfect pussy of yours.” “Perfect?” I rubbed my palm across his chest. “I had a baby… I doubt it’s perfect anymore.” “It’s even better now.” He stared at me with a loving gaze. “Knowing you gave me a son is the biggest turn-on ever.” He continued to run his fingers through my hair.

"Did you do this to my son, Sophie?!" I caught her wrist, and she frowned from the pain as I had used a little too much force. "Mrs. Jameson." I released her hand and took a step back. "Your son contracted a sexually-transmitted disease, which his newlywed wife, Rita Sloane, transmitted to him. Do you need me to give you a copy of his medical report?" Her face turned pale instantly, while Scott's father leaned against the wall, looking as if he had aged ten years. "Scott… Is it true that he…" His voice quivered.

Xena's head was buzzing, then it exploded and her brain short-circuited. Isla and Cynthia looked at each other, then stared at Kevin with bulging eyes at the same time. Both of them did not expect that Kevin Lindstrom would be the son of the richest man in the city. It was even more unbelievable that Alex would have an uncle as awesome as Lenox Lindstrom! However, this way, Alex's wealth and generosity, as well as the "Young Master" title, finally made sense.

Mr Choi called out with a loud voice “ Son! Pls come down to meet our guest” Maggie was getting eager to see who his son could be and how the hell did she not know him ? if he was in the same school with her,she should have known. A gorgeous young man walked into the halls charismatically. Maggie’s eyes widened and her mouth fell open because she was so dumbfounded at who she saw. “ You???! Mason is your ..” she stopped herself once she noticed she was making a scene.

He quickly makes her sat down and bending down on his knees he cutely apologized "I am sorry mom... Please don't cry" She sighed hopelessly looking at his adorable face. She was so happy that she forgets that everyone was staring at them. "OMG! Is he Mrs.Halsey's son?" A woman asked the secretary, She just nods. Everyone was touched seeing the heart touching bond of both mother and son. Some girls recognized him, "Isn't he a model?" "Oh yes, I know him" "He's Damon" "Yes! Yes! OMG!! He's seriously Damon" Shane clenched his hand into a fist and stormed out.

Arham beta (son ), you are looking so happy , what happened and why this sweet ? Arham smile and said :"Ammi, you are going to be grandmother .Sarah is pregnant ,I am going to be father ".Everyone get happy except his mother . Arham feed everyone ,then he move to his father ,who is tightly closing his fist to control his anger .Arham forward sweet box toward him , his father give fake smile.He took the piece of sweet and feed Arham and said :"Congratulations son ".

Suzanne handed me a cup of tea and asked me if something was wrong. I shook my head and replied, "It's nothing." Then, I looked down and watched my son concentrate as he placed a wooden block on the top of his tower. Once he succeeded, he clapped his hands in excitement and threw himself into my arms. "Do you think I'm amazing, Daddy?" "I do. My dear son is the coolest boy ever." As the sunlight shone through the windows, I picked him up and placed a kiss on his cheek.

She kept her head high, her face neutral, but her heart pounded so hard it felt like it might explode. Inside, the conference room was cool and quiet—at least for now. Rows of reporters filled the seats, cameras ready, pens poised. Damian took the podium, his expression as calm and controlled as ever. Sienna stood slightly behind him, her hands clasped tightly in front of her. “Thank you all for coming,” Damian began. His voice was smooth, steady. “I want to address the rumors directly.” The room fell silent. You could hear a pin drop. “Yes,” Damian continued, “I have a son. His name is Julian Blake. He is five years old. And he is the best thing that has ever happened to me.”

When I realized my soulmate Darius was still hung up on his former lover Cassia and her child, I started teaching our son to call him "Lord Darius." That night, Theo accidentally stepped into a thorn trap set by forest nymphs. He was poisoned by a minor curse that sent his magic spiraling out of control and plunged him into darkness. But Darius turned and left because Cassia called him on his messaging crystal late at night. I touched my son's forehead as his divine aura dimmed from the pain, and made him say, "Goodbye, Lord." On Theo's birthday, Darius skipped our celebration because Cassia tearfully complained that her child needed a father. I didn't say much. I just had little Theo e

“Mama! Look! Car go!” Two-year-old Amelia, my beautiful, complicated son, stood proudly holding a plastic toy car. He was wearing overalls and a brightly colored t-shirt, his hair a riot of dark, almost black waves. He had inherited my height and lean frame, but his eyes—those huge, intense, dark pools—and the severe, sharp cut of his jaw when he was concentrating were all his father. It was a constant, sharp reminder, a visual betrayal that cut right through my carefully constructed peace.