Ash Ketchum Dad Novels & Stories

he said after a moment, his tone serious, “ Who do you trust the most in the world? Someone who would never do anything to hurt you or our family? Someone you can rely on, no matter what? Aside from Mom.” Damien’s thoughts stilled, and only one person came to mind. His voice softened as he whispered, almost to himself, “My dad.” Asher took in his father’s words but remained silent for a moment while observing him closely. The living room was quiet, save for the soft breathing of his cousin and younger brother, who were asleep nearby. Breaking the silence, Asher said, “Dad, since we can’t leave the house, let’s manage everything from here.” He said. “I need you to be honest with me. I’m your

I guess that's just the standard half-shifted voice. “Just exploring. We don’t live in the ocean anymore and I wanted to show my daughter where I used to go exploring as a kid.” Dad lied so well. The sharks kept swimming around us, trying to intimidate us. “I don’t believe that. What’s your name?” The shark asked. “Dex Boyd.” Dad answered confidently. “As in Jacob Boyd’s son?” The shark asked. Who is Jacob Boyd? “I don’t claim him as my father.” Dad answered with such anger in his voice. Jacob is dad’s father’s name then? Mom had told me what a piece of shi.t dad’s father was, but I had never learned his name.

"You used money to gain friends. They weren't ever your friends, Jake. They were there for your money, and now that it's gone, they have moved on to the next fool." "I know that." He looks around us. "I realised the one person who didn't want me for the money. Who was truly nice to me was you, and I fucked you about more than anyone. I'm sorry." This is too quick. Something tells me, yes, this has made him realise, but in his head, he's not apologising for fucking me about, but to hope it helps him gain back his money. "What has your dad said?" "That until I prove I'm grown, I get nothing. I need to get a job, work, earn money and realise just how hard life is. Easy for him to say, he's sat

“I'll go get your dad!” I smirked at Asher as I heard his mom’s voice ring throughout the house, telling Killian to get downstairs and that work can take a minute. I wasn’t at all stunned to see that Asher was the spitting image of his dad, who gave me a firm handshake and what I assumed was a warm smile. He was much like Asher with the limited facial expressions, the most frequent ones ranged from mildly disgruntled to full blown rage. The only difference were that Asher’s eyes were completely unique from his parents, and that his dad's hair was a bit on the longer side.

VALENCIA'S POV After half an hour we reached home as we walked inside the house. I saw a man sitting in the living room and jumped in excitement. "Dada!!" I immediately hugged him, he also hugged me back. "I missed you so much." I said pouting sadly. "I missed you too, my princess." He says kissing my forehead. He's our father Asher De Von Cruz. He's 38 years old and Chairman of 'De Von Cruz' company. The ex-king of 'Dark Knights' of the underworld mafia.

“Is this your office, Mr. Handsome?” “Yes,” Daven replied with easy confidence. “What do you think?” “Wow, it’s amazing! Uncle Chris once told me about a blue building here in SunCity. He said that one belongs to GrandDad.” “And who’s GrandDad?” “Daddy Chase’s father,” Josh answered casually, as though it was the most natural thing in the world. “I can visit him there if it’s something important with Uncle Chris or Daddy. But GrandDad’s hardly ever at the office. He’s busy taking care of Leo and Nyu.”

I muttered, looking up just as mom and dad reached the car. Dad chuckled, reaching into his pocket for the keys. "Cash, what are you doing? You're leaving with Mr. Asheton." "Rio, Mr. Huxley." a hoarse voice spoke up from behind me. "Please, Mr. Asheton is my father." Dad chuckled, failing to notice the pain in Asheton's voice. "Of course, sorry about that. But only if you promise to call me Alfie, okay, Rio?" Asheton beamed.

In his over thirty years of existence, Asher had never felt this miserable before. "Asher, you are here?" He turned and found his Dad who had just walked inside. His skin crawled at the sight of him. "You didn't tell me you were coming. Is there a problem?" He asked Asher as he walked over to his seat. "What happened between you and Mom years ago?" Asher asked out of the blue moon, and his Dad paused. "Asher? What are you talking about? Where is that coming from?" "I won't ask you again after this. What happened between you and Mom years ago?" Asher slammed his hands on the desk furiously...

who? Dad was accompanied by a scrawny man with a receding hairline and pointed features. He was dressed in a suit that looked bigger than his size and holding a handbag. On hearing me enter, Dad looked up. His expression remained unchanged. He looked me from top to bottom and said in a rough fading voice, "Where's Ash?" "What do you want with mum?" I asked trying my best to not sound accusatory. Dad's face showed no change. He simply glanced at the scrawny man who quickly ruffled through some documents in his handbag, took out a sheet of documents, and handed me.

he cried as he hold Zad’s hand clasping them with his. “Please wake up... I'm here now. It's me, Arky...” he grumbled while sniffing. “Axe, like you did, I also stepped down from my position. Uncle Allen... Do you know that your Uncle Allen is actually my Dad? He is also a Casimiro... Isn't it funny? He’s a good guy and I already accepted him with open arms. Dad had saved you a few years ago, and now he can't save you anymore. Please, you have to wake up, Axe... I would feel guilty if you refuse to open your eyes...