El Padre Sin Cabeza Novels & Stories

Right? "State your business, what exactly do you want?" Father stepped up like the alpha he was. "We have a wedding to return to." He took short strides till he got up in Father's face, tsking and being sinister. He really earned his title as The Hideous Beast of the West judging from the multiple scars on his chin. I wasn't too sure about the hideous part but he was definitely a ruthless monster.

My mother's face turned pale with pain, and even her voice was shaking as she said, "Vincenzo, let me go! Lia's still a child!" Vincenzo let out a sneer, his eyes full of contempt. "She's nothing but a fatherless kid! If you don't apologize to Carla, whatever comes next isn't my fault!" The guests all stood by and watched. Some looked uneasy, but no one dared to step forward. They were afraid of Vincenzo's influence, and they were even more afraid of getting dragged into trouble. One by one, they lowered their heads. "Sofia had a daughter before getting married, and nobody even knows who the father is..."

I replied. "No my son.I do not want his head but-"He stopped and took a sip from his whiskey,he was already on the verge of passing out. I narrowed my eyes on him,what was going inside his monstrous mind? "Then what father?"I asked. "I want his sons' heads instead.I want to give him the pain,a slow death more painful and suffering than a real death Stefano.And don't think I am making you punish innocent souls.His sons were the mastermind behind the robbery.Will you do it?"Poured a glass for me and forwarded it in my direction.

She asked and heard no response from him for a good while but she waited for him as long as it took for him to speak up. "In the morning, I had a dispute with my father and he ended up slicing my neck. The wound was serious and I lost a lot of blood due to which I lost consciousness. I was unconscious, that's why I couldn't make it to the incident." He explained himself and Megara felt her jaw clenching. Her grip tightened on his hair. That old man acts like a saint for others and in front of others but when it comes to his son, he is nothing less than a beast.

I shuddered at the size and wondered what type of barbarian still carried around a machete when guns were now a thing. My loving father was on his knees his hands tied behind his back and so was my mother but she was lying on her side instead. There was an ever growing spot of blood on papa night shirt and mama was lying in a pool of blood. Changing angles I see that the blood actually belong to papa and that his face was getting pale by the minute. "Go to hell you devil's son" Dad groaned out and the man whose face I can't still recognize, grabbed Dad's head and smashed it into the floor.

He kept looking from his father to the paper that he was flaunting to his face for acceptance and signing. "Tick-tock, time is going by." Cappuccino smiled like he meant no harm. To deal with a Maniac, one needed to be a maniac for a while and that was just the case with his son - Alexander Leonardo.

I don’t need to visualize what my father would do to me if he finds out that I wasn’t home before the dusk. I live in a world where my life was decided for me even before I was born and since last twenty-one years, it has been the same. I can’t even breathe without my father’s permission. My father is Desmond Wilson, the head of the American mafia syndicate. He is the most feared man, the human incarnation of Satan, what people call him in the whispers of night. His power radiates off him, power that demanded respect and obedience from everyone, the business, enemies and family.

A few months later, Mathias and the Dentworths came up with a plan after realizing that they had completely lost track of us. They began spreading false news on the Internet. Trending topics such as "#Devil-in-law abuses daughter-in-law", "#What should I do if my mother-in-law sells the apartment I bought using my savings", and "#My in-laws escaped with all of our money, and now my family can't survive because of them" began appearing on Twitter.

My father shouted furiously, but I remained silent. "I'm asking you! Who's the father of that child? " father shouted again that made me almost jump out of fear "F-Francis. Francis Monteverde" I stammered in response "What?!The Prince of vampires?!" father asked angrily. "Y-yes," I replied, "Have you lost your mind, Arissa?! You know your relationship is not possible, right?!" My father shouted,

”Kill them. In a split second, my father’s head is ripped from his body. The moment of shock is all it takes for another to stand in front of my mother, his hands gripping her wolf’s head, ready to decapitate her as well. I turn, grabbing hold of his arm and ripping it from his body. I see the shock on his face an instant before I swipe my claws across his throat, slicing his head off.