Bruce Wayne Is Marinette's Biological Father Novels & Stories

said Val stepping forward with her hand on her tummy. “Honeybee back off” said Mark and once again pulled her behind him. “Aren’t you Phoenix’s daughter?” asked Bruce smirking. Mark and Val furrowed their eyebrows in confusion. Phoenix? Isn’t that mafia. “I came here for Jonathan’s son now I have Phoenix’s daughter. God is really siding me” said Bruce laughing out loud. “I don’t know who is Phoenix” said Val frowning. “Don’t you know that your father, Ian Norris is Phoenix” said Bruce making Mark and Val shocked. Mark composed himself immediately as he roughly guessed why he came here.

It goes straight to voicemail. I still haven't fully been able to wrap my head around everything Aaron told me. Learning that we no longer shared the same father, and we apparently never did, to begin with, felt like a missile launched in the middle of the desert, unexpected and unpredictable. And as if that wasn't enough, his biological father was none other than Raicán O'Sullivan, the former head of the Irish mafia who wanted Aaron to take his place, and what's worse is that my brother was actually considering joining the Irish mafia as their new leader.

We share a connection that goes beyond mere surface differences. His family served as a vital force that kept him going, motivating him to wake up every morning. In contrast, my own family suffocated me. I made a career decision that came at the expense of hurting my father. Ashton, on the other hand, would rather risk falling to his death than betray his family. While I tend to go against the norm, he remains steadfastly loyal. I recall a recent conversation we had where he revealed that he had refrained from getting a Batman tattoo because it would disappoint his father, Roman Johnson, a devoted Marvel fan.

I would have killed her myself if she wasn’t mated to me. I had tried to tell her father. I had repeated the words over and over, but Beta Wayne didn’t want to hear me. I promised him that I wouldn’t touch her. That I had no intentions of marrying a child. That all I would do was keep her safe. When he threw that punch. I saw the mother take off with her. Anger had ripped through me and I tore him apart like he was a piece of paper. He would have been sentenced to death anyway. But her disappearance is what started my reign. I was different from my soft touch father. There was no way these packs were going to get away with half the shit that he allowed.