Father Elijah: An Apocalypse Novels & Stories

Elijah smiled and said, "I haven't seen my father in a long time as you know, I am a very old man, I don't hate my father for not being around, he wanted to make things right because he felt like he failed Jade, fail my grandfather, he had promised to always watch out for Jade so when she died, he snapped." I felt Rusev frown, thinking that this was because he was the weakest link in the family and he felt burdened with trying to fix this and avenge everyone. He lost his kids and to think Vivianne probably had a child with him, he wanted nothing more than to end her and take the child's heart and place it at Jade's feet. He loved Jade and would do anything to get her forgiveness and respect

"Elijah, no... you can't die on me. Ashton doesn't know that you are his biological father yet. And... and... your grandchild is on the way. You MUST stay alive. My... my... I don't have my parents with me. You... you are my father now. Please, please... don't die on me. Theo whispered, his voice shaking with emotion, his words coming out in a rush, "Please, don't leave me." He begged. Everyone's eyes moist with tears as they heard Theo's words. This was the first time they were seeing Theo that emotional. Elijah's eyes flickered open, and he looked up at Theo with a faint smile, his eyes filled with a deep and abiding love, his voice barely above a whisper. "I'm...sorry, Theo," he whispered

Then he took her back to her crib and laid her flat on her stomach before focusing on Peach. “That day was one of the worst days of my life, to see you fall down that stairs, thinking, ‘This is it. This is how I lost both my wife and baby because of my past sin and my mistakes of overlooking the threats that still surrounded us…” Elijah began, his voice softening as he recalled his darkest memories. “I was going mad at the thought of losing you and Piki, and I hated myself for not being able to save you, not being able to protect you guys.”

He looked back toward the screens at Lena pushing Jay off the stairs, and imagine the public find out about this… this will be fun, the world finding out about the pregnant man will make the little share their father dearest try to safe crash in an instant. “This is where his empire ends,” Gabriel said quietly. “Not by bullets or bombs. But by the blood of the family he failed to protect.” Elijah’s gaze lingered on his brother’s reflection in the glass. For all his cruelty, for all his conviction, Gabriel still carried the same wound they both did the ghost of a mother they never knew, the echo of a father who never came. “Sometimes I wonder,” Elijah murmured, “if we became the monsters he d

Opening my mouth to argue, he continues, “We’re family. Even if it took sacrificing my wolf, I would Asher. So don’t argue.” Sighing, I sit down and admit defeat. While waiting for Aurelia, the woman explains more about it. It’s going to be painful, more painful than what Seraphine had done. That has Elijah’s eyes widening. He was hoping it would be quick and painless, but it’s not about to be, which is why they should refuse. “There is more.” She smiles at Zyra. “Did you know of an agreement made between your parents and a man named Eliphas?”

He had been doing this for days—crying, getting angry, self-pitying. "I refuse... I wish she would believe me; I've asked the gods to make her believe." "To the gods?" Fox asked as he rushed to a desk and sat beside him. Elijah nodded, wiping his tears with the edge of his gray hoodie, the one Melia often wore after being in it. Her scent was embedded in it, and Elijah used it mainly to still feel her presence, although it wasn't the same anymore. A lovesick Pelinieve was worse than Lother and Oasis combined. "Now I understand why nothing is getting better," he said. Elijah didn't understand his comment, and it showed on his face. "Melia told me once that you don't pray to just any god but t

Like he just appeared out of thin air. I jerk back, my spine slamming into the door. “What…how…” Elijah’s eyes gleam faintly in the dim light, something ancient and cold flickering in them. “What you saw,” he says softly, almost like he’s trying to calm a child, “is the truth that’s been hidden from you. From all of humanity.” “Truth?” I bark out a shaky laugh. “That thing out there…those people, it’s not truth, it’s a fucking nightmare!”

Now he was finally passing it on. "Ready?" Elias asked quietly, his fingers hovering over the keyboard. Nobody answered. The silence itself was the answer. Elias opened the files. Hundreds appeared immediately. Research logs. Biological scans. Personal notes. Video recordings. Laboratory reports. Years of dedicated work spread across the screen like a map of the past. The room became completely silent. Natasha slowly sat down in one of the chairs. For the first time since the apocalypse began, she felt close to her parents again. It was almost overwhelming.

"Then what are we supposed to do? You're the expert—think of something, quick." My father looked at me, his expression heavy. "Amelia, why don't we set up a family survival fund? We'll put you fully in charge. If the apocalypse really comes, at least we'll be ready." I agreed without hesitation. "All right." He continued, "You've been working for years since graduating. You've saved up quite a bit, so naturally you'll be contributing the largest share—" Before he could finish, I took out my salary card and placed it on the table. "That's fine. This is my entire income. I'll put all of it in."

ELIJAH : you know my wife is currently in there giving birth and I’m trying to make her delivery as safe as possible, I’d lie and say I really wanna protect the civilians as well but my first priority is my wife and unborn child but you just tried to murder both of them along with countless others all in a bid to prove a point, I can’t forgive that neither can I forgive you, I’ll make you pay for trying to hurt the ones I care about, I promise you that… PAIMON : ( With a loud laugh with his subordinates joining in)…. Do you really think this is is some game, boy… how dare you threaten an earl, what can you possibly do to me?? ELIJAH : ( With his right palm upraised with a bright blurb of lig