Book The Son Novels & Stories

In the library, they saw Sonja sitting on a Desk with Samantha on the opposite of her who was gloomy looking down. "Hello Sonj, what's up with her?" "Morning Phil, she's just a little shy." "Did you scold her again, anyway look at this book that I found, it's really weird and interesting." Phil took the old book out of his bag and placed it on the table so that everyone can see it, Samantha was even curious and took a glance at the book. "It talks about dreams and how to navigate it apparently." Sonja and the others watched the old book curiously, the cover depicts a compass with a crescent moon covering one side while a greek ship at the bottom carrying the two, the words Liber Somniorum et

“But kidnapping works once. After that, he becomes an enemy instead of family. And an enemy with Gavin could destroy us all… I know my son.” “Then what do you propose?” Li jun asked. Before I could answer, the door opened. Stefan walked in. My younger son who I liked to call the spare. The one who’d never measured up to his brother’s shadow. He wore an expensive suit but carried himself like a man still trying to prove his worth. Which he was. “Father, I heard…” “Did anyone invite you into this meeting?” I didn’t look at him. Stefan stopped mid-step. “No, but I thought…”

It should be open to any direct descendant of the Graybrooke lineage. Maybe I have done something wrong, he thinks, maybe I should try again. But he doesn’t step closer to the door. The pain of the current is still in him. Moreover, he knows that there can be only one reason for the door to not open. It means that he is not the real owner of this space which only points to his son being the real owner. He had somehow made it impossible for him to get to the book. But how? How is it possible? How did the boy find out the secret to this? He had never told him. Did his father tell him? It could be. He had loved that useless boy so much.

"Tony's features look a lot like Ms. Lloyd's, don't they?" "Someone's got a guilty conscience and won't speak up. Isn't the truth obvious?" I clapped my hands. Security guards entered the classroom and escorted Victor and Samantha to the side. I slowly walked up with Tony in my arms. "Tony, tell them who your mother is." My son blinked his big eyes and said, "My mom's name is Eloise." "Are Daddy and Mommy divorced?" "No." "And what did Mommy teach you to call people who behave like Ms. Yates?"

It existed only outside of our reality. I pushed my body away from my son and walked to the book that was glowly bright. I looked behind me to Zavier and Aries now in the room. I ignored their stares and opened up the book. "Im going to fix your soul." I whispered to my son who walked up next to me. I grabbed his hand and squeezed. His soul was scared and unsure and I would never let this happen again. I was going to fix what my outerhalf and Klaus broke whether it back fired on me or not.

~~~~~~~~~~ BOOK OF BLOOD — NEW ENTRY “The cruelest thing you can ask a father to do is choose between his son and the world. And the bravest thing he can do… is not wait to be asked.” “The old kings built cathedrals to survive history. I built a button.” — Lorenzo De Rossi

Mother said evenly, as if we were negotiating a treaty she hadn’t wanted to win. “I promised I would,” I said. It didn’t help that I said it without shaking. That in itself was a small victory. Father looked more steely. “Without Sampson.” The name was a gauntlet tossed across a divide. “Yes,” I said. I did not hedge. “Without him.” “That tale,” she said, cutting. “The story you brought home from that school. From that asylum. It doesn’t tally with the son we raised.” Their son. Not your brother. Not the defector. Not the man who had tried to weaponize me.

-His friends repeated, looking at each other and surprised by the word. -Brother, what's wrong? You look pale. -Hey... -Girls, come on, leave at once, please. We won't be needing your services tonight. -The girls who accompanied them got up somewhat annoyed and left, feeling like losers. -Now, tell us what you said. -I don't know, that call I received was very strange and has left me confused. -I thought your father was dead. How come he's calling you now to confuse you? -It's not that. A boy... a boy just called me daddy, he says he is my son and that his mother is in trouble.

They could hear the Alpha breathing softly in his Father's Mating Chamber and immediately they knew they had found him. He took his hand away from the sleeping Pup and ordered Kael to bring the boy to a room they had prepared for them. Kael agreed and carried his son and as they walked out of the Alpha's bedroom, his eyes wandered to the bookshelf he knew would hold the Book Of Neer. He must find a reason to come back here and search for that book. Dare needs that book if he must defeat the Alpha Of Alphas, and he needs that book to be free from Dare’s vows.

My name is Jacob Brewer, and I'm the oldest child in my family. Both my parents are top graduates from elite colleges. My younger sister, Willow Brewer, is in third grade and gets perfect scores in every subject. My little brother, Ivan Brewer, has only just learned to talk, yet he can already recite the periodic table from memory. And then there's me, forever scraping by with barely passing grades. So when Willow cashes in her perfect grades for a family trip to Serova over the Christmas holiday, I volunteer to stay home. "I'll stay behind and take care of Grandma since she's paralyzed." Mom hesitates, but Dad simply turns to me and says coldly, "Fine by me. Being a good son might be