Classic Sonamy Novels & Stories

"You old bastard! That's for bullying my dad!" He was Nicky Yates, Caleb's five-year-old son, conceived via IVF after more than a dozen attempts. Emery's entire family treasured him like royalty and spoiled him rotten. I grabbed Nicky by the scruff of his neck, hoisted him up, and delivered a sharp smack to his butt. "If your father won't teach you basic manners, I'll gladly do it today!" Nicky wrapped his arms around my thigh and bit down hard. I grunted in pain and instinctively threw him off me.

Leo, please believe me, I'm not playing cat and mouse with you, it's been four years since my parents sold me and I never heard from them again. -It's okay, don't feel bad, don't start crying. I believe you, but promise me that you will stay out of the issues I have to resolve here. I will hire more security for you and you will stay in the hotel, you will not leave that room even if you feel like you are dying of anxiety. Do you agree? -Yes, I will do everything you order me to do. Leonardo clenched his hands into a fist. He doesn't know which of all the doctors is Anyi's father, but with just the name she tells him, he will find him and expose him in front of everyone when the time comes.

In the blink of an eye, he came back with a handsome young man of about 23 or 24 years old. The young man smiled and nodded at the seated crowd. "Sorry to disturb you all…” "Young Master Finn?" Andy Sullivan stared at the young man. Suddenly, his eyes brightened and he quickly went over to him. "Is it really you? I didn't expect that after not seeing you for so many years, you still remember me as a brother. Everyone, don't rush to leave yet! Let me introduce you to my junior high school classmate, Jordan Finn Ryker, the youngest son of the Ryker Gardens Corporation CEO!"

Something dangerous. "No." The response came instantly. Exactly like Mason's. Grayson wasn't surprised. "They have your son." "And they want my Alpha." Damon threw the note onto the table. "No." His voice cracked like thunder. "No." Years of loyalty. Years of friendship. Years of brotherhood. Everything sat inside that single word. Grayson remained calm. "Damon." "No." The Beta stood. His chair slammed backward. "We find another way." "We don't know if there is another way."

Who the fuck drives such air polluting vehicle these days and a neon green one for fucks sake? My brows raise in confusion as I sight the cloth Damien had worn this morning. He's leaning against a black cardillac parked beside the neon green buggati. I say nothing as I continue to walk forward. Then, a series of annoying tiny laughs pierce my ears. As soon as I whisk past my them, I hear a voice say, “Is that you wife? Introduce her to us.” “Yes, you should.” Wow. They are even two. “Anastatia.” Damien calls.