Ben 10 Father Novels & Stories

Ben hugged his daughter and kissed her head before he asked the children to follow him. “Pa, I’ll drive you there!” Brix who had just gone out of their room shouted when he saw his father leaving. He did not even notice that they had visitors. “No need, Brix. You should rest more. You haven’t got enough sleep and you’ll be working in the afternoon.” Ben waved his hand to dismiss Brix and helped the kids board the Jeep. It was then that he noticed that his father helped three children. Who was the other one? He looked at Bea and grinned when he realized who was the man behind her.

Ben’s father stammered as he felt really weak. “Dad! Just hold on for a while. I promise that I will bring Anne and my mom here within seconds. I will move with lightning speed and will be back in a jiffy carrying them on my back.” Ben promised his dad as he gathered his supernatural powers so that he could fly faster than ever, as it was the need of the hour that he did so. He wanted to fulfill his father’s wish by all means that he could think of.

Granger seemed momentarily paralyzed by my father's sheer presence, but Roger—arrogant and reckless—scoffed, "And who the hell are you supposed to be? Walking in here like you own the place?" My father finally spoke, his tone deep and unyielding. "I'm Timothy's and Matthew's father." He paused before turning to the trembling Mr. Winters, adding, "and also, the school's largest investor… as well as the founder of the Mace Foundation, Elias Mace."

The ruthless CEO was completely undone by the responsibility of fatherhood. Benita watched the scene from the patio—the vast, powerful man, suited up for the weekend in luxurious leisure wear, having a solemn conversation with an infant. She realized that this was the life Gill's father, Ben, never deserved. She sighed, a peaceful release. “He’s incredible,” she murmured to herself. “He truly is.” Cillian looked up, his focus briefly shifting from Gill to Benita. He smiled, a full, unguarded expression. He didn’t need to tell Benita that he loved her; he just needed to keep showing her that Gill was the center of his new universe.

Dad walked up to me and grabbed me by the shoulders. “Gunner, first of all, take a bloody breath. Second, Zelena’s father is NOT coming for dinner. And finally, why are you screaming about your mother?” I took a deep breath in, and then let it out again slowly, my body slowly started to cool down. Okay maybe I’m acting a little pissy. I looked at my father's face and told him what is going on.

Benita replied, tears streaming down her face. They sat down together at the kitchen table, catching up on each other's lives. Benita filled her dad in on everything that had happened since she had left home, but she tried her best to hide her relationship with Alexander, but her dad asked about her relationship with Alexander, Benita kept silent, she didn't say anything, and at the same time, she didn't admit that Alexander Is the father of her unborn children, "Benita, I understand that you are keeping your relationship away from me, but, I want you to know how I feel about him," her dad said sternly. "He's a criminal, and he's dangerous. You need to stay away from him."

Thank goodness for Professor Pops. Gabe pulled away. "It isn't that he didn't want me. He's just busy, and those who are loyal to the queen killed my mom. He believed Professor Pops would be able to care for me until I was old enough to understand. And Professor Pops did. I couldn't have asked for a better father." That was true, but I still didn't get it. Had his father known what Professor Pops was? "But Professor Pops is a vampire." I spoke slowly, trying to let all he said sink in.

Bennett chuckled and closed his eyes. "He said 'Please spare my boys." I couldn't move. But I tried, as I wrapped my arms around Bennett. He looked vulnerable right now. And not the usual composed Bennett I know. "I'm here." I mumbled, trying to lift his spirit. "My father was part of that bane cult." He said again. "You figured that out, right?" He asked, lifting his head and opening his eyes. "Yes." I nodded. "I put two and two together." I mumbled and he smiled.

My father’s domineering tone stunned all his underlings. I knew he would say that – I’m far more important than that pack. Was it Zenser…? Zenster? Zenter? I forgot, they are indeed insignificant then. “However, Alpha – Zensther has a solid military power!” Oh, it was Zensther. I looked at my father, and his face was no longer within his complexion – he was red… literally pure red. I feel bad for the ignorant soul… My father stood from his chair before shouting out,

Forever. And he would be the father of my children. As many of them as he would give me.