Ex Mate And Son Begged Me Back Novels & Stories

I would buy them a house with a garden, where I would build a swing and a tree house and I would have at least four more children with her, I would fill that house with life and joy and, every night, I would take her to bed and adore her body as she deserved. \"Nate!\" I heard Maya’s voice calling me, maybe I was in heaven. I turned and saw her arrive like a fury from the elevators. Axel began to clap his hands cheerfully at the sight of his mother. I’d clap them, too. Maya came up and I saw how her eyes got sweeter as she looked at her son. \"Why do you still have him?\" she asked me once she was in front of me in all her beauty.

said Amar, ending the call. **** I will try to remember you and our son no matter what. Forgive me. I will try to start over. { Amar Trixeon }

Mavericks Pov I looķed over at Alexander and chuckled darkly. "I guess you guys couldn't wait until my son is brought back to life." I said with a bite at the end. Maybella looked up at me with glossy eyes that had me grinding my teeth together. I looked away from her and over to Alexander. "Heal my son now." I ordered. Alexander lazily looked over towards me with lust filled eyes that had me narrowing my eyes.

don't sit still say something father:- do you think you only lost him. I feel so guilty to sacrifice him like that. and stop crying you can't do anything now. i am powerless and useless. I can't bring my son back mother:- what are you saying you can't bring him back. go I want him back in my arms. don't just sit I said I want him back by any means possible father:- shut up and I don't want to hear another word mother was so angry and she just wants to spend her life with her family but that was not possible. On other hand, father was so much depressed and he was about to cry but he holds back his tears

“No matter what you do, you’ll only waste your time and effort. I am not behind their disappearance." My voice continues to tremble as I fight to hold back my tears. "I don't believe you. I can't believe you." My knees buckle as I rest them down against the uncomfortable carpet - an act of desperation. "Dad please. I beg you, for the love of all that is holy, bring them back to me alive.” Trayton remains silent as he gazes down at me. My trembling hands reach out, grasping at nothing as if clinging to a lifeline. "I'm your son. Blood of your blood. Please, show me some mercy."

- No this can not happen, I had a mate already, you can not be my mate. - I know baby, John told me everything, he rejected you, but I am your second chance mate and I want you to be happy. I feel blessed to have you as my mate baby, I want to give you everything that he did not give you, please give me a chance, I will do anything. Please, baby. He begged me, and I was finally having a chance to be happy with my mate, I want to be happy, and I want to give him a chance, but I did not trust him completely.

Xavier shook his head and crossed his arms. "I would never expect you to, father. All I ask is that you acknowledge me and accept that I am strong. I like Ashton and he is my mate. I am not sorry about that and will honor fate's wishes. I hope that you will do the same. If not, I will make you submit to me. Leave Ashton alone," he growled frighteningly and Grayson closed his eyes and sighed. "Leave me, both of you," he said coldly and I frowned. Xavier came to my side and told me to take us back to where we had come. I glanced over at my mate with eyes filled with pain. "I love you," I mumbled softly and held my son as we both vanished.

Dante Matthews:- " Bella mia, please I plead you to open your eyes and come back to me. Please wake up and look how much I need you, how much our son needs you. He misses his mommy and wants to be with her. He wants to spend time with you and play in his Jurrasic World.

The former Alpha and Luna of this pack. “Mother. Father,” Reis greeted, standing. I scrambled up too, nerves sparking. His mother’s eyes fell on me first. A smile broke over her elegant face as she approached, arms already outstretched. “So it’s true. Our son has brought his mate home.” Before I could react, she pulled me into a warm embrace. I stiffened at first, then relaxed at the genuine kindness in her voice. “Welcome, dear. We’ve been waiting for you.”

Eventually, when Zane’s excuses ran dry—since it was clear he practically lived elsewhere—he would lament his longing for Simon, subtly accusing me of being cold for sending our son off to handle pack matters, despite being the one who had eagerly pushed for Simon’s ascension. Often, with a dramatic sigh, he would declare that his yearning for Simon was so overwhelming that he couldn’t bear to stay idle, fearing he might do something he would regret. I feigned ignorance of the cheap perfume lingering on him and comforted him with a smile. “It shouldn’t be long before Simon comes back. By then, it will be the family of three again.” With a smirk, Zane replied, “Yeah, family of three.” Four mo