Bruce Wayne Is Marinette's Biological Father Novelas e Histórias

A pained expression crossed his face. “Neither one of our families were happy about it. They both wanted to keep our bloodlines pure. But I couldn’t help myself. She was my fated one.” I caught myself leaning slightly forward, hanging on his every word. My mom had not so much as hinted at this part of her past. She’d been promised to Bruce Vance, who I thought was my real father for years, and she ended up marrying him. What could have happened between her and Agent Martin… my father… to cause that outcome?

Their father insisted that he take control of the companies, becoming the CEO of the Art Bio Leone corporation, where Dante served as the vice president. His father decided to leave the companies in his hands so he could travel with his wife, Mara Vitelli. Despite not being Bruno's biological mother, she had acted as his mother since he was young. He only held a few bad memories of his real mother, who had abandoned his father and left him behind when he was just four years old. He hoped to never see her again. It was the weekend, and his friend Brando Brown was celebrating his birthday with a party at his mansion. Bruno couldn't refuse the invitation, even though he hated parties. They had

"Understand." “After talking to you, I asked Russell to do some research into your background and background. The birth records list your mother as Bridget Corey Quinn." "Yes, at least I remembered it." “Your father is listed as Michael Quinn, brother of Marcus Quinn, son of Alexander Quinn, first Alpha of the Santa Cruz Mountains." "Wait. Are we related to Quinn from the story I researched about the first werewolf?" "Why didn't mom ever tell me about this?"

I said, moving to my desk and sitting down. "Rowan Brice is your half-brother," Micah said. "He shares the same father as you. Your father, Dmitri Ross, had a relationship with a woman in Bangria before he was with your mother. Rowan was the result of that relationship. But Dmitri abandoned him, leaving him with nothing. Rowan grew up in poverty, while you grew up in luxury." I felt the room tilt slightly. "That's impossible," I said. "My father—"

"Tell us right now!" "He's my new stepbrother, guys," I whispered, shaking my head. "That's Hudson Carter. Bruce Carter's son." "Wait," Liam gasped, his eyes going wide. "You're telling me that this absolute god is the kid of the man your mum is about to marry?" I nodded. "Yep."

"I murdered our parents." "You were having a psychotic episode caused by unstable genetic modifications." Leo reached out but stopped himself from touching me. "You were five years old, Maya. You didn't know what you were doing. The fire department found us both unconscious in the wreckage. Marcus—he was a friend of our parents, someone they'd consulted about the modifications. He took custody of both of us." "Then why were we separated? Why was I told you were his biological son?"

Only then did he speak. "Oh! My son! Daddy finally found you!" “What did you say? You...you're my dad?" "Exactly! I'm your biological father, Wayne Larson! Due to some reasons, I sent you away as soon as you were born. I've been looking for you in secret ever since, but only managed to get some news about you a few days ago. You had your blood drawn when you were tested at the hospital. I've already done a paternity test with that. Here are the results, look at them!"

Blake glanced at him and said, “Joe, since when did you hesitate?” Joe had been Blake’s right-hand man for many years now, so he knew some of his boss’s secrets as well as what he should and should not say in front of him. Some matters might not sound important, but it was one of Blake’s landmines, hence Joe tended to be careful whenever he reported to his boss. He looked at Blake, took a deep breath, and said, “Sir, I’ve found out that the person-in-charge of the project is the second son of the Waynes, Thomas Wayne.”

"I'm Bruno Black, the deputy commander of the Riverdale Military District. "Your father, Nigel, was a classmate of mine at the military academy, and your mother, Yvette, was personally scouted and recruited into the flight squadron by me after I conducted her evaluation." I snapped to attention and returned the salute, but my throat felt as though something had lodged inside it. "Colonel Black…" "Call me Bruno." He lowered his hand and let his gaze fall on my face, studying me closely. His eyes eventually misted over. "You're a splitting image of them. Especially your eyes. They're exactly like your mother's."

I stared intently, focusing on one of them at a time. “Okay, let me get this straight. There is one other Rivera?” I said before pressing my lips together to suppress my reaction. “Not a Rivera, but a Weng,” Bruce answered, still smiling. My lips moved but no words came out. “A what?” I finally asked when I grew tired of thinking. “Xander is my father's child from another mother,” Bruce said. “I'm the illegitimate son of Mr. Rivera.” The way he was so chill about being an illegitimate child bothered me. Who's ever this excited to be fatherless?