Blue Bloods Sins Of The Father Novels & Stories

My phone buzzed. Turner. I answered immediately. “I have a location for where he is,” Turner said without preamble. “But there’s one little thing about him. I don’t know if you know about it.” “What’s the problem?” I asked, sitting up straighter on my bed. “He’s a bad blood.” The words hit me like a sucker punch in the gut. “No shit?” “I’m sorry, Sabrina. It seems you didn’t know about that.” My mind reeled. Bad bloods. How could this be? My father despised them — hunted them whenever he could.

"I feel so sick mama, I am sorry for being this weak." She stands immediately, her eyes shining with hatred. "You will burn in flames child; your soul will drown in the deepest oceans. I pity you; I weep for your condemned soul; I fear your heart which was born in sin. Even with the distance, your father's demonic blood runs through your veins. It has made you wretched, beyond repair, and even now, your eyes dance in flames for it is one with Satan." Mama has always hated my eye colours; she said it looked demonic.

Danika The words stayed with me long after he pulled out and the sweat on our skin started to cool. Your father dies by my hand. But you… you live. I lay on my back staring at the ceiling while Kazimir’s breathing slowed beside me. His come leaked out of me onto the sheets. My hips still carried the fresh bruises from his fingers. The confession sat heavier than the physical ache. He had planned to kill me for three years. He had placed the hit himself. And now he was promising to kill my father instead. I should have been terrified. Part of me was. The rest of me only felt the residual pulse of him between my legs and the dangerous pull that had not lessened even after the truth.

I snarled, my eyes reddened in anger. “Your wife?" He sneered, staring disgustedly at Blue who was sprawled on the floor. “This murderer is no daughter in law of mine." He spat out. "Everybody get out, I want to speak to my son.” He yelled, tilting his head slightly. Within a few seconds, I was left with my father, Blue, Becca and two of his men who were standing behind the door to stop anyone from getting in. “I told you that this lowlife is going to soil our name someday but you didn't believe it. Now see the mess she had created, the family name has been soiled." He yelled, glaring murderously at Blue who was sobbing nonstop.

Knowing that their daughter's biological father was from the Grey bloodline, there's a lot to worry about! General Silas Grey, Blanche's biological father, is the heir of the Black Spectre, an agency responsible for military-like operations. They are known for their best assassins, killers, and agents. Had she known that their donor would come from Grey, Astrid might have opposed the idea. Of course, there would be confidentiality about the sperm-donor and all, but they just found out later on that Blanche is indeed from the Grey bloodline. "Look, I know this might sound crazy for the two of you, but I am in debt with you both. Thank you for allowing me to see her." Silas suddenly mustered a

“Ivy.” I turn. Damon staggers, one hand pressed hard to his side. Blood slips between his fingers, dark and steady, soaking his shirt. His face has gone frighteningly pale, lips tinged blue at the edges. Fear slams into me so hard my knees almost give out. “No,” I say, rushing toward him. “No, no, no. What happened?” He tries to smile. It wobbles. “The sins of the father are transferred to his next generation,” he recites, still trying to give me a smile. “We both knew this would happen.”

Alexa blew kisses and Selina kissed her on her forehead affectionately. "I feel the same too," "So, do you recognize the people who attacked your pack?" Alexa suddenly asked. "Yes, of course, it was the Blue Scorpion pack," Selina replied. "Don't tell me my fath…." Alexa gasped, stopping halfway after she realized the truth. "Yes, your father murdered my family gruesomely that night and raped me brutally," Selina revealed. Hot tears began falling from Alexa's eyes. "I feel so bad right now. My father has really done a lot of evil things. I am so ashamed to have someone like him as a father,"

My father had plotted against his flesh and blood, driven by selfish ambition and a hunger for power. The depths of his depravity were shocking, and I couldn't help but feel a deep sense of disgust and rage. The throne that had been handed over to me reeked with the blood of an innocent brother. As the pieces of the puzzle came together, we realized that my father's actions extended far beyond the murder of my uncle. He had orchestrated a web of deceit and manipulation, using his power and influence to cover up his dark past. "Alpha Leo, the truth we have uncovered is horrifying. Your father's actions are unforgivable. He must be held accountable for his crimes." Sophia said, her voice laced

I muttered. That was the only way I could fully embrace the power I had. Aside from him being scared of what I could do, he had been very cautious not to drink from my skin directly. His father had been a victim, the blood making him mad first before he finally lost all sense of living. I had heard stories about that and I realized that Sinclair didn’t want to be another report in the history books. “And then there’s that bitch Ash, thinking she’s the best thing to happen to this pack.”

“It is how I turn my tragedy into triumph. It is who I am and I could never change that. No name will stop me from knowing the past. It’s my legacy now.” Antonio thought about that for a moment. Dan caught a glimpse of him in deep thought. “You are very good at shooting and accurate. Dead bodies don’t seem to faze you as much as I believed it would a good cop. You bear the eyes of a kid who has seen too much. I have seen some fucked up shit in my time. What shit has you this way?” “Sins of the father.” He replied, simply. “And who is your father?” Dan’s eyes squinted in curiosity.