Eren Meets His Grandfather Novels & Stories

It was very surprising because Grandfather suddenly took Raff's hand and bent down in front of him. What awkward situation is this? We all gathered here to welcome Grandfather's arrival as the highest leader of the council, but instead, he bowed before Raff? "Youth, strength, overflowing beauty..." said Grandpa without releasing his grip on Raff's hand. "I honestly hope that one day you can share this incomparable power of yours." Eren also seems disturbed. But he moved before me. In the blink of an eye, he was already standing next to Grandpa and trying to attack him.

After lunch, I stayed in the kitchen to clean the table. Eren has convinced Erden to play with him. So they went somewhere in the rooms. I was washing the dishes when Eren begins calling me out loud. “Mommy! Mommy!” He cries out as he appears in the kitchen. I turn to look at him, raising a brow. “Meet Erdena.” He gestures in a royally manner to the door and Erden steps in, his face overspread with makeup and a short curly wig on his head.

I know he knows I’ve gotten married but I’m still unable to figure out who has been feeding him information. “We will see about that dear Uncle, I know you have tricks up your sleeves but don’t forget I have few tricks off my sleeves as well,” “You’re no match for me nephew, I’ve been in this game way before you, I’ll crush you and your precious company,” he threatens. “And you think I’ll let you get away with it, I’ll fight you with everything I have. I’ll make sure I expose you.” “I served your father when he was alive and it’s only right I take over the company. Am I to leave this company to you? You are still a kid.”

“He’d forget his head if it wasn’t attached.” “I’m not that bad,” Uncle Eren protested, squeezing past us to grab the swords from the car. Pelin shoved him playfully, her eyes sparkling with mischief honed from years of roughhousing with Adem and Adlee. “Careful, old man,” she said, grinning. “Don’t trip over your own antiques.” “Old man?” Uncle Eren scoffed, brushing off his jacket. “I’m in my prime, kid.” I stepped onto the soft oriental rug, the scent of old things and polish filling me up with old memories.

His commander and elders stood near the steps, pretending to discuss patrol rotations. Evren saw their eyes drift towards the gate as a man walked in. A huge man, almost as huge as he was. The man wore travel clothes that were too clean and too pressed. When his eyes landed on Evren, he smiled in pity. "This is your uncle," his commander said. "Eric." Evren frowned. Uncle? His mother was an only child so that would mean... The man, Eric stepped forward and clasped Evern's forearm. His scent was very unfamiliar. Not Featherwaters.

Winter's voice was cheerful. Hiro went down from his seat then went to his grandfather, Enrique, the father of Hera. Hiro spread his arms wide. Enrique smiled and carried his grandchild. "I missed you a lot kiddo!" Hera's father said. Hiro replied with his energetic tone. "I missed you too!" Grandfather Enrique messed up, Hiro's hair. The thing, Hiro doesn't like at all but when it was his two grandfathers doing it, he was happy and willing to let his two grandfathers mess his hair.

“Liana, I just remembered that black Rolls-Royce is actually mine. It’s been sitting in the garage so long, I forgot all about it… The color is just too ugly. No wonder I couldn’t remember it.” I chuckled helplessly and was about to speak, but Preston beat me to it. Frowning, he gave Grandpa a once-over and asked irritably, “Who in the world are you, old man?” Ernest stared at Preston in shock, as if he could not believe what he had just heard. Meanwhile, George had gone deathly pale. He was mumbling nonstop, “It’s over… We’re doomed…” Grandpa kept his face impassive. “You claimed you were the chairman’s grandson, and yet you don’t even recognize your own grandfather?”

Beta Tylor announced and the room erupted in gentle applause. Colt.. his name sounded familiar and now I took a better look, he looked familiar as well but I just can’t remember where I’ve seen him. “Uncle…” He ran after Aleric as the meeting ended. I watched him throw his hand on Aleric’s shoulder as they got into the elevator together. “Myra..” Ethan called out to me as I walked down the hallway and Tiara walked past us without sparing us a look. “Can I have a word?” He asked.

Spittle flew from the grandfather's mouth as he shouted, "I don't have any money for you, boy! Certainly not for a low life like you. Why don't you try begging from your wealthy cousin, Alpha Yadiel? He's on your mother's side of the family!" This was the moment when his son confronted the elderly grandfather. With a swift, brutal motion, he snapped the old man's neck. He then proceeded to locate the hidden money jar, and, without a backward glance, he departed.

"Thank you so much, Mrs Black, I'm so grateful for the invite. How are you both doing today?" "Our day was pretty dull, but I believe it's going to get better with you spending the afternoon with us," Arnold smiled. They chatted about the news and weather until an elderly couple walked into the room. "Grandfather, grandmother, welcome," Enrique greeted them, accepting a bone-crushing hug from the old man and kisses on his cheeks from the old woman. "My only grandson, you seem to get taller and more handsome each time we meet, don't you?" His grandfather remarked.