Father Middray Novels & Stories

Mr Meyer was talking when his son interrupted him. "I asked you who my real mother is?" Fred Meyer bellowed. He only wants answers and his father was giving him reports of what is happening in Middletown City. He wants answers and not reports. "At that time I had an affair with the serving maid of the mansion…" Mr Meyer was saying when Fred's heart started beating fast. Pamela mentioned a serving maid before she hung up and his dad said the same words too. He can't possibly be the son of a maid, a woman his dad probably raped and impregnate.

as the media dubs him, smile only at me. But the media is a bunch of assholes, because they forget that he’s been such a devout single parent ever since he was young. My dad hasn’t aged much. At thirty-seven going on thirtyeight, he still has a strong build that fills out his suit. He’s tall and broad and has an eight-pack. No kidding. He’s the healthiest man I know. But he also has a few age lines that make him the wisest ever—aside from a certain someone.

He mentioned some important names and Polly almost regretted it. She barely remembered a handful. His father’s name is Wade and his younger brother is called James. Jared has plenty to say about his father but didn’t say much about his brother. There were elders. He informed her what they’re usually on about, the things that matter to them, which don’t usually align with his.

Jared Blackstorm spoke first, smiling. Ashley stared at the middle-aged man in front of her. His body shape and facial features were quite similar to Martin's, and she suddenly mentioned the TV series she and Martin collaborated with, then... this must be Martin's father! "Third Uncle, are you Martin's father?" Ashley asked respectfully. "Yeah, that brat Martin is my son. How is he? He didn't bully you when you were working together, right? If he bullied you, tell me, and I'll take care of him!" Jared Blackstorm has a very good temper and always smiles when he speaks.

He is impressed. "The Mafia!" The three of them say at once. "He is a Don in the Italian Mafia, because his surname is Italian," Carmen whispers. "Hi, what are the three of you up to?" Madeline asks from the door. She is smiling, but the three of them can just look at her. They all know one thing. Mideline can never find out that Logan is a don in the Italian Mafia. She will leave this down immediately, and the children don't want her to leave. Although they know their father is a criminal and a dangerous man, they want to get to know him. Besides, Connor thinks it's cool that his father is a Don.

Ergo, he is the last man you want as an enemy. I could not allow him to speak to me that way. “The future Alpha of this pack cannot be a punk because a fucking Hybrid threatened him.” Maddy has no idea what her father is. I need to see if I can find any research on Shaw as soon as possible. I wonder if it passed down from the father or mother.

My father slowly reached out as if to touch my face. "You… You're…" "Dad! I'm right here!" Susan's voice cut through the moment, her feet stomping in frustration behind me. His eyes widened in surprise, and for the first time, he truly noticed Susan. Glancing between the two of us, he asked, "Which of you is Miranda's child?" Susan's expression shifted, and she suddenly collapsed to the ground in a flood of tears. "Mom, you left too soon! How am I supposed to survive on my own? Dad doesn't even want to acknowledge me! Even on your deathbed, you were still thinking about him!"

“Astrid, sweetheart, are you sure you want to marry this fool?" I burst into laughter. "Absolutely sure." Dad sighs like I’ve just broken his heart. “I don’t know what happened to my little girl. She used to be so sweet, so innocent. Now she’s been infected by this idiot.” “Hey!” Jordan gives dad a stink eyes. “Infected? Really?” Dad nods. “I had high hopes for her, you know? She could’ve married a prince, a billionaire, a doctor—” Jordan cuts in. “I am a billionaire.”

She pales in comparison to my mother, which is the main reason I don’t understand what my father sees in her. I heard my friends, Jake and Leon, chuckle behind me as I watched my father lead Maeve out through the front door with his hand crossed on her shoulder. It was unbelievable. With each second that passed, my friends’ laughter became more annoying and clearly taunting. “Your father sure has taste…” “Your ex is going to become your stepmother…” They laughed. Angry, I kicked the cushion beside me and screamed, “Get the hell out of my house now! All of you!”

Dean’s business and dark obsessions. Was that why Mum and I left? Mum had taken me to the States when I was just a kid and I only spoke to father after her death, I was a preteen, staying with my Uncle, and I decided to c come home and after med school to work in the hospital, only to see that it was shutting down and my father called Mr. Vanners name. My father was a public threat, and if he were in prison, it was for the good of the world.