Blue Bloods Sins Of The Father Novels & Stories

“How convenient. But ignorance doesn’t erase bloodlines. You are his daughter, and that makes you just as guilty. and yes his blood still runs in your veins and you act just like him” Aurora shook her head frantically, her tears falling faster. “Please, I didn’t do anything. I’m not like him!” Damian’s father stood, his lips curling into a sneer. “It doesn’t matter. You’ve been a thorn in my side since the day Damian brought you into his life. And now, you’ll pay for what your father did.” The door opened again, and another man entered. He was tall and broad-shouldered, with a scar running down his cheek. His presence made the air in the room feel heavier.

When my siblings saw me like this, disgust was written all over their faces. I fetched water myself and cleaned my wounds. I'd just finished bandaging them when Adrian, Damian's estranged father, suddenly showed up. He stormed straight into my room, and the moment he saw my injuries, he whirled around and slapped Damian across the face. "You treat your own daughter like this and you still think you deserve to be Alpha?" "You better give me a damn good explanation today, or I'm not letting this go!"

I could hear the house around us, the faint hum of the air conditioning, the distant sound of my father’s white noise machine through two closed doors. I thought about Laura sleeping down the hall with her migraine medication pulling her under, completely trusting that the world was exactly what she believed it to be. I thought about the way she’d taken my hands at dinner two nights ago, holding up my fingers to show our mother how similar our hands were. “Mama, look, we have the same nail beds, we’re basically identical.” We were not identical. “I’m going to bed,” I said. Vincent didn’t move to stop me. He just stood there, hands at his sides, watching me with that careful, unreadable expre

To make me beg. Other times, I would back down. But not now. I need to know how she knows what she knows. It's important for my safety and my daughter's. “Just answer me,” she breathed out. “Are you really a Crime Lord?” “Yes. I was. Now your turn. How did you get a clue of it? I know I never ratted myself out to you in any kind of way.” “Unbelievable!” She gasped, pacing hysterically. “So you're one dirty-ass man!”

I say nothing about the medical files, nothing about Silvano, nothing about the murder Rosa just described downstairs. By the time we switch to voice notes and laughter, some of the tightness in my chest has eased. These girls have been my anchor for years. Even if I cannot tell them everything, their voices remind me I am still a person beyond my father’s shadow. I set the phone down eventually and walk to the window. The garden looks peaceful from up here. Perfect. But I now know blood was cleaned from these floors just days ago. My father killed a man because his corruption deal failed. Because he could not protect a monster’s son.

“You are still spewing nonsense. I will find my sons and I will protect them from you or from any one that threatens their existence. So, gt off my way.” Alpha Zemo roared. “Oh, but you have helped me find one. You have helped me to find the most brutal one out of them all.” He smiled, looking at me. “What the fuck are you talking about?” He was confused. “The sins of the father and his son.” He walked towards me slowly, as he was trying to pull out a dagger to kill me but my father did not see it coming, so he walked up to him and pushed him aside, trying to get answers from him still. He did not understand the proverbs that he was saying all these while.

“You may see the Night Walker as a hero but sins are no less than your father’s. He is a murderer. Even if he only killed corrupted people of the Inner City, it doesn’t change the fact that he has taken lives for his cause. It’s no different from what your father has done. Every empire is built upon a mountain of corpses. There is no light without its shadow, Sable.” Sable fumbled for words and Cass knew he had sealed the last nail in the coffin about their discussion. There was nothing she had that could refute his logic. “It’s true Sable. I’m not any different from any of the Parliament members. In fact, my sin should be greater. I killed my biological father in cold blood.”

One day, Dad called me, his voice low and solemn as he said, "Daphne, Lucille's father and brother were beaten to death overseas by their former subordinates." They had tried to force Lucille's father and brother to hand over money, but they simply didn't have enough to give. In the end, the mob went wild and beat them to death. Hearing this, I thought it was truly brutal. But thinking about it, I felt like it all made sense. They had killed Chase, and now, they were killed by their own men. Perhaps this was karma.

“I don’t care if you killed your husband by mistake, that’s your guilt to carry. Just answer me… why did you frame me? Were you involved in the death of Cassia’s parents?” No response. “Was it really an accident? Or was it all planned?” Still, no response. “Can you stop talking about your father?” she said quietly. “He wasn’t the man you think he was.” “That’s not an answer.” Mrs. Sinclair closed her eyes, her voice dropping to a whisper. “That man… he wanted to tear this family apart. To ruin the Sinclair name.” “You still didn’t answer me,” Darvan snapped. “Were you involved?” She said nothing.

“We are gathered here today to ascertain the consequences of a father's sins that have had a significant impact on the son's life. Thane Nightshade you have been accused of treachery against your clan and species, you’ve been accused of taking a human to bed and bearing a human child amongst us. How do you plead?” “I stand in front of you today not as a perfect person, alpha and certainly not as a perfect father” my father starts to speak, his voice cracking. Anger surges through me, how can his voice crack? He is the most ruthless alpha I have known and ever heard about so how can a group of people make him crack? I clench my jaw together but I don’t say anything.