Book The Son Novels & Stories

The man fell to his knees, eyes wide with awe. “Go,” the Bastard Son said. “Tell the others. I am not hiding. I am building.” They did, trembling. That night, a fire burned outside the shack. Shadows flickered. He cleaned his blades slowly, methodically. One man stepped forward from the darkness, unarmed, calm. “I’ve come to see if the rumors are true.” “Rumors?” “They say the Valenti blood is alive again. That the bastard carries it in his hands.” Lucia’s son did not flinch. “Then you see correctly.”

“Get the name of my son out of your damn mouth.” “You don't deserve to be called my son's father, you lost that right when you signed those divorce papers.” “I was wrong,” he said suddenly and paused. “About everything.” I stiffened. “I thought love was optional,” he went on, I could hear desperation bleeding into his voice. “I thought you would always be there.” I said. “You thought wrong, Ethan,” I said quietly. “Leo is my just my son and no one else's not even you, I don't care to know what biology says because I nurtured him only right from when he was a foetus up till now.

Dylan wandered around the room ,touching the books as he walked ,and then stopped. "Here it is! " He said. "Wow! You're quick!" Dylan dropped the old dusty book on the the table and opened it. He managed to blow all the dust off,and found the small key in the middle. a stack of loose handwritten documents, small brown black-and-white photographs and old letters mixed in toward the bottom.And when he started digging through the dusty contents of the old chest, he found a note with " If i ever have a son " written on it. Dylan paused and sat down. The Shaman furrowed,trying to figure out what happened to that boy. Dylan then started to read it loud :

I argued "I was not talking about their daughter, I was talking about their son" my father said "Son? What son?" I asked him "Paul Smith has a son called Noah, his first wife, Aria and him had a son but when she died and he got married to Vivian, the son was not seen by the outside world" my father said "And how did you know about the son?" I asked "I have my ways and Paul Smith owes me money so he sold his son in exchange " my father said .

I shift a bit uncomfortably but say nothing, and we just move towards the office. "Excuse my children, they are still too young to understand certain things." We take a seat, and I offer him something to drink. "No need to worry, ma'am. It doesn't bother me that they call me grandpa since it's something I will never be able to experience. I only had one son, and that was Renzo." He smiles a little, but it's such a sad smile that it would break anyone's heart. We remain silent for a moment until we are interrupted by the arrival of some coffee.

Give yourself a chance, maybe now is the time to go out more, enjoy yourself, and who knows, maybe you'll find someone. - Mom, Grandpa gave me another book! Matthew came running up with a book in hand, none of the three of them had ever known a child to enjoy reading so much. Linna took the book from her son, The Boy in the Striped Pajamas. She had doubts whether the book would be ideal for her ten-year-old son, however Matt is too smart to read too many children's books. - You'll love it, son. - He caught sight of his father. He looked beautiful, he and his mother had adopted gray hair, they looked beautiful. Conan had gotten rid of his beard, he looked much younger than usual, and by some

The book was getting more interesting at each pages, all Sonia could do is to smile. There came a knock on the door, interrupting Sonia from her moment. She shut the book, staring at the door. She watched the young man enter her ward, offering a smile at her. She returned the smile, but it fades immediately. “Hi.” He greets. “Hey. Who are you?” She asked. “I am… Uhm… I’m a very good friend of your father and. . . I checked on you but they told me you were here. I’m sorry for what happened.” He said sympathetically.

"See, Thanatos intended to put that life-and-death book to death, so he unleashed his favorite monster to murder me; thankfully, with him, I escaped death thanks to you. The notebook was also burned, don't you find Thanatos' angry expression funny?" I watched the back of the demigod boy, he was not like the legendary demigods I knew, he was simply an old T-shirt and a pair of shorts, he didn't look like him at all, like the son of Hades, or rather, perhaps Hades had forgotten that he had this son, I chased after him to keep up with the boy's footsteps and said softly, "Why steal the death book, and then climb to this distant Italy? I heard that madman say you want to help your mother…”

sure that my son wins the games'' Alpha Damien said, he is the type of man that stands on the motion that a boy is better than a girl, he will do everything to make sure that his son beats every other competitor and most especially Kelvin and Sophie’s daughter. they started thinking of ways to make sure that his son beats all the children, being an extremely proud father, Damien had always made sure his son had the education, best teacher and the best training any man could have, he made sure to spend on his son, he is not only good looking but also smart and his idea of perfect, Phil has always being extraordinary, he had always made his parents proud, a young man who could fight and read

I wrote three words, the ink dark and permanent. “The Books Closed.” I closed the ledger and handed it to Leo. "The story is yours now, Leo," I said. "Write a better one than we did." Dante wrapped his arm around my shoulder, pulling me against his side. We stood there, the Butcher and the Prince, watching our son walk toward the command center not to be a ghost, but to be a king.