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Xavier asked “Really late. I couldn’t leave her alone. I had to watch over her” “Yes you had to, considering the fact that you and Laura both decided to remove her baby without her consent. Did the guilt keep you up?” Xavier asked, still not looking up from his book “How did you know about that?” Jared asked “I find something amusing about this book. The man who was from a fairly rich background sells all his father has just to spite his father. That is not where it gets interesting. The most interesting part is that his father is an on old man on his death bed. He was literally dying and all his son could do was hate his father and he had carried that hate for his father around all his life

"Fine then, I'll tell you! I want to join your little crusade against Erebus as an emisary!" "What!?" He asked confused. Demons were forever loyal to master of darkness, they follow him doing his every command. "You are right to be surprised. See some of my siblings are tired of my father's eternal hold over us and want freedom.. " "Wait, father!?" He asked gripping the sword tighter. The demon not liking the interruption one bit but didn't take it to heart. He stood from the stair case. "I am sorry we haven't properly met. I am Thanatos son of Erebus!" He gave a mock bow rising with an expression that opposed Grey's. One of total amusement.

Hello. My name is Sylvester and I am twenty-six years old. This is a book about my revenge on my father-in-law Mr. Adams, for what he had done to my mother. I hope this teaches you all, the readers, how to treat people. You'll never what the future might bring. It all started a long time ago when I was only eighteen my name was Dave... Dave POV... "Mother I'm off to work now," I said. "Won't you at least have something to eat first? It's not good to work on an empty stomach." My mother said.

I sat watching him look at the child in admiration. "I feel so blessed" he muttered as I could feel the strong emotion, it was just so perfect watching father and son. "He is really his father's son, my lion" he said as I smiled. "My son is not a lion" I countered as he chuckled "A lion can never birth a goat, he is the son of a lion and will definitely act as his father" he said as I coughed. "Not in terms of lifestyle, my son will really grow up as a gentle man, calm and spiritually inclined, not his father that is so hardened" I said as Richard smiled while staring at me.

Ch-1 --------------------- [Father discovers that his neglected wife has found solace with her hunky son; while he is given cold shoulder, son is treated to cornucopia of delights.] [ALERT: one of the delights is eating a meal served on his mother's perfect body; some might object to this type of erotic dining, especially the location of dipping sauce; please turn to another story; thank you] *

Dad was planning to send Howard abroad for school. We ran into each other at the airport. “Caleb,” Dad called awkwardly. Howard stood beside him with an arrogant smile. “Caleb, don’t get too cocky. Once I come back from studying abroad, you’ll still end up working for me.” I didn’t say anything. I only waited. A second later, Dad’s phone rang. “I’m sorry, but our school doesn’t accept students with criminal records.”

Title: My Step Son’s Thick Cock Bred Me Deep Chapter 1 The house felt too quiet after my wife left for her business trip. She would be gone for a whole week. I was alone with Jake, her twenty year old son from her first marriage. He had moved back in with us a few months ago after college. Tall, broad shoulders, dark hair, and a body built from years of gym work. I was forty two, still in decent shape but nothing like him.

My understanding is that membership in each costs money and it was cheaper for my father to change to simply sending warriors out then to continue waiting for warriors to come in. I am the youngest son of Alpha Charles Redmen, the alpha and sole leader of the Red Fang pack. I am the youngest of his six kids. I was born prematurely and, unlike my twin Chloe, struggled to breathe on my own. I guess that’s where everything started. My father wanted nothing to do with a weakling like me. So I became the son he didn’t want, the son he felt was undeserving of my very life.

"Oh, I didn't think so. I never thought. Gosh, but ... Wait a minute!" Derrick froze. "Vesa's father means billionaire. So Vesa is ... Vesa ... Son of a billionaire." Derrick swallowed his saliva. Nervously he closed the magazine and intended to leave the library immediately. He had to immediately tell his friend about the results of his discovery. With a smile on his face, Derrick stood up and walked towards the door of the room but was stopped by one of the librarians. "I'm sorry, what's wrong?" Derrick asked nervously.

I explain. " And you obeyed, just like this?" he asks and I take a look at him through my lashes only to see his eyebrows raised and a hint of amusement. " Your son is not someone you can easily disobey. Don't get me wrong he can be nice if he wants to, but I believe if I sneak out and don't come back he will find me and I don't want to find out what he will do than." I smile at my own answer. Now that I think about I'm more than stupid! Raphael is a heir, the one I heard the most horrible story's about and here I am, going out with him, sleeping in his bed, having breakfast with his father.