Anuel Aa Parents Novels & Stories

She leaned closer to the woman and then whispered, “His family owns the largest drug cartel in the country.” “Uhm!” Leilani grunted in disbelief. “I am serious! His father is the leader of the largest drug ring in the country! He is the youngest son of the family.” “I… I don’t believe that. “Of course, you wouldn’t. He is so reserved, gentle, and kind at least, unlike his brothers.” “How do you know all of this?” Anna rolled her eyes and then leaned back, “I know a lot of things, trust me.” ===

" Jania lightly tapped my arm. "Hey! "Do not strike Mallory!" Andy, who was staring at Jania, was suddenly assaulted by his bigger brother. "Don't glare at my wife, asshole!" Terrible! Papa Dennis is hideous! He's even worse than Andy! Andy gave him a homosexual look! "I'm missing you guys!" I held Jania, we glanced at the men who were just on the couch, they looked like fools, packed there suddenly Jnaia's baby, Azrael, who was only 2 years old, came to us.

“It’s simply to be discussed at a later date.” “This is bullshit,” Ronan snaps, pushing his chair back with a screech and storming out, the office door slamming like a gunshot behind him. Caelan flushes in embarrassment, rubbing the back of his neck. “I apologize for my brother.” “It’s no problem, Alpha Caelan,” my mother says, ever composed. “We appreciate all your help in establishing our pack. We are forever indebted to you.” So… Caelan and the woman are Kieran’s parents.

If I may” “He got held up in the states, but he'll be back by next weekend, and our had some business to handle”, one of the men answered. “Ah, alright, right this way then”, my father ushered them into the living room. “This is the bride to be, Anaya” Serena looked at me, she scrutinised me head to toe as if checking out a dress. “My sons, Antonio, Marco, Davide,” he turned and looked disdainfully towards... “and my youngest son, Luca.

Slowly I moved my fingers (just to insure they hadn’t been cut off) and then felt relief. Time to escape. Heathens – twenty one pilots When Angeles met my parents it had gone… I don’t know how it had went. But definitely better than when I had met his family. Angeles was one of those rare people who liked his family. They had monthly dinners and all that stuff. His great grandfather had started East Angeles and it had been passed down. Angeles had been prepared for his role with his dad. One thing about Angeles’ dad was… he was scary. I had met him at the most awkward way possible as well. It was one of those nights where I had decided to stay over at Angeles – my own parents having made me

Xiuhan was already sitting on his designated chair, eating his bowl of cereal and milk. “Good Morning papa.” Allana was at first shocked with how her son called him but after Augustine explained that he will be her son’s father whether she liked it or not, Xiuhan had already accepted him as the father figure that he lacks. Even though it was somewhat awkward on her behalf, she can’t give him a father, so Augustine only did her a favor. So who was she to deny the child a father and Augustine the opportunity to have a child he can call his own.

"Y-Yes, Dad," Aviannah softly replied to her father, avoiding Andrei’s gaze. "That’s good then," her father responded, seemingly pleased with her answer. "Who’s Alfred, hon?" Cristy suddenly asked. "The son of Mr. and Mrs. Guden." "Oh, really? That Alfred—" Cristy didn’t finish her sentence, but Aviannah already understood what she meant. Alfred. The man her father once wanted to arrange her with. "Yes, Alfred Guden. That’s him," Ark simply confirmed to Cristy while chewing his food.

I haven’t seen him since I fled his office two days ago and I still feel confused and hurt by what happened. “Tell Aeron what you just told me.” Cain says. “Tell him who your parents are. Who your mother was.” I look from Cain to Aeron. “Ana Morgan.” I whisper but it doesn’t make any difference they’re Werewolves, they have perfect hearing. Aeron frowns as he looks at Cain. “Who..?” “Analeigh Sullivan is her mother.” Cain states. “Are you serious?” Aeron says. I can see it in his eyes too. It looks like pride. It looks like he’s just won the jackpot.

I turned to face them with a smile. "What do you have to say about our sources claiming you’ve risen in status because you married an older, wealthy man? Is it true?" the reporter pressed, and I answered promptly. "The older man you’re referring to is my father. Don’t you feel ashamed for what you’re saying? I am Rhian Adam Suarez, the only child of Don Rafael Cabrera Suarez and Matilda Santelian Adam Suarez." With that, I turned and walked away from the reporters, leaving them stunned.

Who would have thought that it would come this far? Looking at the side of the girl he then sat on the chair that was present beside him. “ You can call me Kael. I’m the father of those two kids. Their name is Anya and Allen. You are their mother. Anya is turning six while Allen is turning eight. That kid who was with her guards, don’t let her know we are a fake family or else we are doomed. That man who was with the kids, he would be the uncle”