Bambi's Father's Name 소설 & 이야기

Professor Adrian Blackthorne. And my stomach dropped. Zia blinked. “Wait. Blackthorne?” Raina’s mouth fell open. “As in… Lucian Blackthorne?” I couldn’t breathe. Lucian’s father. Lucian’s fucking father. I was staring at the man who made Lucian. And he was staring back at me like he wanted to destroy me just to see what I looked like broken. WEREWOLF LINEAGE & BLOOD RIGHTS. The way he wrote it…

I need to clarify and understand who I am. "Bianca. Your name is Bianca Ro—," he begins but then hesitates as if the very utterance aches him. "Why do you call me Bambi? Your father did, too." "That's on me," he shrugs, the weight of guilt evident in his eyes. "The first time you were here, you were like a deer caught in headlights—terrified in the medical bay, hiding beneath the table and repeating things my father could only dream of understanding. He tried to conceal you there, but I sneaked in. I named you Bambi because I didn't know your moniker then. Anyway, Bambi suits you better. You're strong. You've overcome so much."

His eyes were closed like he was only sleeping. "That's him" I said my voice barely above a whisper. "That's my father. Samson Hale." The attendant nodded and started going through the paperwork with me. I answered every question in a numb mechanical voice. "Yes, I'm his son." "No, there are no other immediate family members here right now." "I don't know about organ donation. I can't think about that right now." I signed where they told me to sign. Release forms. Identification papers. Basic funeral arrangement details.

"Caden?" "Hello Bambi."

“Babi, this is Bruno, Carolina’s first husband.” I introduce them, and it feels like everything is falling into place, just like… “I am Salim Al-Makki, Hassan and Naja’s adoptive father.” My father says with pride. I feel Carol turn in my arms, and her confused look makes everyone in the room laugh. I hold her chin and kiss her gently. “Listen to my babi, and you’ll understand everything.” I say, and we turn towards everyone. My star snuggles up and places the phone on her knee so Bruno can hear the story of my parents. My babi looks at the phone screen and stretches out his hand to my mother, who sits beside him.

" You've always wanted me to have a girlfriend right? This is her! My beautiful darling. Anthony Utter as her mother storm out of him angrily. Anthony scrintize everywhere but couldn't find his father as he gripped hold of Kara and Whisper to her. "Let's go! But we just came here so soon! Anthony walk with her to outside as Ethan stopped Them. Kara heart begin to beat when she sighted him.

“Let’s find somewhere quieter to talk.” I let him lead me toward a distant corner and a set of chairs that hadn’t been claimed. He sat in one and I took the one beside. Leaning his head towards mine, close enough that only I could hear his words, he began to speak. “I know Joseph’s the father.” I immediately straightened, startled. Lamar offered no explanation, only continued on. “When I found out how he’s been treating you, I couldn’t help but resent him. It ruined out friendship entirely.

Yara looked so happy playing with Atma; her lips occasionally showed a laughing expression, as did Yandra. "Cla, sit down," Atma asked Clarita. I don't know where the magic came from, but Clarita complied without offering further resistance. Atma also explained that the man he met at the hospital was his father. Clarita was silent; she listened to every word that came from Atma's lips; she didn't miss a single word. From Atma's explanation, Clarita realised that the relationship between the man and his father was not good. "You shouldn't act like that; after all, parents want their children to live happily," she said, looking at Atma. 'Except my parents,' she continued to himself.

she said, reaching out for a hug, but Kyle wasn’t ready to share me yet. “Call me Liam,” his father added with a warm smile. “And this is Kyle,” Jane said, introducing the baby. I tickled Kyle, making him giggle, and Gideon moved to take him from me. As soon as he did, Kyle started crying again, so I quickly took him back. “You didn’t tell me you had a baby brother!” I nudged Gideon playfully. “You never asked,” he replied, a hint of amusement in his voice. He was right; I hadn’t asked about his family. “Looks like you have a little competitor,” his father teased.

I bowed my hands wrapped in front of me, the position , he found respectable, he would say. "My father, he comes here for a visit, doesn’t stay up for a few days like he was supposed to , then he comes up with this nonsense about finding his mate… his mate…" he spoke as a chill ran down my spine before letting out a cruel laugh at the end, his hand on his waist. "Can you imagine my father having a mate?" he growled as he slammed his hands on the table. As he growled even louder, I flinched at his fist impact on the table.