Eren Meets His Grandfather Novels & Stories

Until now. I felt eyes on me. I couldn’t pinpoint where exactly the eyes were at the moment, but they were there watching. This was different. I stood, dusting my jeans off; entering the field. “Come, brother or sister, let us reminisce, and enjoy some food and laughter,” I said, stopping and turning myself in a circle. I had never spoken to lure a forbidden out before, but times, as everyone was so apt to say, were changing. “You are not my sister.” The voice was shrill, and raspy at the same time.

Melissa winked at him, and he theatrically placed both hands over his heart. "I'll hold you to it, sweetie. You know how it is, three years fly by." Enzo sat down next to Melissa. "Did you hear you met that adorable little guy, my grandfather?" Enzo asked mockingly. He didn't get along with my father either, tired of seeing his mother cry over his own father's contempt for her. "Don't even mention it, sweetie! At least you and your uncle aren't like him." Melissa smiled at my nephew.

He cried out, sniffling. “He will be fine. We should thank the moon gods for making us find him “. I looked at my wrist watch and realized it's thirty minutes past ten pm,and the clinic is still active, saving patients they need to be saved. “Wtst do you know about your grandfather? He mentioned having a granddaughter named Elena?”. Zion’s impatience has to be measured and I literally love that.. “Elena?. I don't remember being related to someone with such a name”. His response was like a sword of weakness that pierced through my chest.

"Stop playing games and let's go back to-" "We're not playing games." The old man who calls himself my grandfather called out. "Shuuuuuddup!" I continued walking. "I demand respect. I am your grandfather Emerald." I stopped walking and turn around, glaring. "It's 'Em', and you are not my grandfather." "I am." He said sternly. Adam looked out of place but kept quiet. "No you're not!" I shouted angrily, "What kind of grandfather would allow his child to not let him meet his own granddaughter?!"

And he found those people inquiring about his grandson's marriage stupid. Very stupid. What right do they have to know about their family? They don't owe them any explanations. Instead of heading back to the garden, he called out for his driver. “Let's go to East City. I'll visit my great-grandson!” … Old Mister Eno waited outside Eon's school to pick him up. Even with his status as the richest man in the country, he humbly waited for his great-grandson. He enjoyed the joy of taking care of children now that he's of old age.

I coughed to hide my sniffle as I looked sideways. I let out a deep breath before turning back to Eren. "That’s why today... Eren. Baby, I need you to be extra good for Grandma Cordelia, alright? She... She is very sad. She will miss your Grandpa Ro. Can you try? Maybe just hold her hand so she doesn't feel alone?” He looked at me, his face becoming serious, an odd look on his childlike features. He nodded once. “Okay mommy. I'll hold her nice, I promise. I'll play with her so she won't feel sad like me. Like when Uncle Kael left.”

“he was photographing me like i’m some target and you’re saying it’s not my fight?” he exhales hard, shoulders pressed back into the desk, like the desk’s the only thing holding him up. “if you knew what was at stake, you’d stay out of it.” “what’s at stake?” softer now, because the way he said it—there’s weight in it. he looks at the blinds like they’ve got answers. “your father’s working a partnership deal. big one. money. politics. not all clean.” my stomach pulls tight. “what kind of deal?”

“Are you sad that you can’t say it to mom?” Getting rid of his pout, Eric stared at him and said, “It’s not like that. Anyway, you came at the right time. I have things I need to ask you.” “What is it?” “When you were in your Grandparents’ house, did you meet some odd people?” When Eric said that, Eugene thought of three people. Haidee, Haidee’s father and then his uncle, Cyrus. But if they are relatives, Eugene believes that they cannot be considered as odd people.

The coffin of Gaius Julius Aquila. “Behren? That man? What is he doing here, Sophia?!” Ennoia shrieked, recoiling as if she’d seen a ghost. She spun toward me, her eyes wild. “And what does he have to do with the lot of you?!” Before I could even open my mouth, Uncle Eren smoothed his hair back and stepped directly into Ennoia’s personal space. “My dear, stunning Ennoia… it’s a family thing. We’re related,” he said, his voice dropping into a smooth, buttery baritone.

I'd met his gaze almost four times tonight and they didn't slide off me like they always did when he didn't know who I was or when he'd come for dinner at grandfather's so I was making some progress. Grandfather had retired for the night since his drugs required that he took a lot of rest and so it was just me, Enoch, Celine, Belshar, Kail, and their parents- Séda and Nessar- who looked like they were planning some sort of evil for the night.