Father Of Ultra Novels & Stories

"Do you know who I am? Do you know who my father is?" Uzair snorted. "Enlighten us." "Listen well, you ignorant fools. My father is General Rossa Hoover! He’s the supreme commander of Falconia’s Celestial Falcon Unit. If you kill me, he will come for you all!" Jack shouted. Zector was stunned for a moment when he heard the name “Rossa Hoover,” but he quickly regained his composure. "General Rossa is indeed famous," he said, paused, then sighed.

Putting my fork down, I retrieved my phone from my pocket and hastily took the call without checking the ID. I was surprised to hear Jeremy’s voice, “Hey sis, how is school going with you?” he asked cheerily. “Fine” I answered him, feeling uncomfortable. He let out a noncommittal “hum” then, taking an all too serious tone, said, “About that new guy at your school… he’s an alpha-ultra.” I gulped down nervously, “Alpha-ultra, you say?” “Yeah, he basically runs all of the US packs,” he explained. “Amazing, huh?”

His dark lashes brimmed with heavy tears; his hands clenched into a shaking fist, in desperate battle against his grief. "I-" His breaths shaken a little as he formed his words. He inhaled deeply before breathing out to continue. "Ulric isn't my father. He- he's. My real father is dead Bellatrix. Ulric is, was my father's younger brother. When my father died, he became the new leader of the keeper here in Talot. He married my mother, then fathered me. My mother died a few years back, and I was left with my new father. Only for me to realise few months back, how my father had died. He died in the hands of his brother." He stopped, tears dripping from his pale blue eyes, heavy sobs tearing fro

So, as soon as the ceremony was over, I stood up and addressed the crowd. “Good Evening. Thanks for coming, and thanks for joining us in sending my dad's soul back to our mother.” I took a deep breath. “My father, your former Supreme Alpha, Remus Adalwülf, was remarkable. He was a devoted father and Alpha. He was a good leader that made our world thrive…” It was hard for me to talk about my father in the past tense; it was awful that his life was cut short now that he was allowing himself to be happy with his fated mate.

He roared. Now, that was the father I recognized. The ruthless oligarch who had climbed his way to the top with brute force, a farmer who made himself a king. “Father, I want to be there when Nikolai is arrested.” I quickly requested as he ended the call. “Are you crazy?” My father gently spanked my head. “Ouch!” I frowned.

I said in a raspy voice. Greta gave a nod. “Rumors are circulating. mainly whispers. There was just one family that long before the council was established. The First House, the creators of all things. Their lineage was exterminated. Or so the belief was and some think that The Bloody Vultures came out from them.” Julio got up slowly. “So, Abraham Moretti is from that lineage, no wonder he is daring.” I looked up at him. “So what now?” “We wait and then we find who your real father is “

"Why don't you just tell me why you want your father to be Alpha Ultra?" "Because he's more qualified than you", she spits. "You think so?", Marvin asks. "I know so" "And you don't think you're being biased and irrational?" "I'm not being biased, and neither am I being irrational! My father is more qualified than you are. He has been efficiently ruling the Red Moon pack for almost fifty years and just look at you, the proposed Alpha Ultra" "Not the proposed Alpha Ultra, the actual Alpha Ultra", he corrects interrupting her before she could finish talking and she glares at him.

"You should get used to him baby doll. He is going to be your father-in-law and he's one of the best men I know. You know I only choose the best for you." "But Dad, you chose his son for me." I point out the obvious. "Of course I did silly girl. What I'm trying to tell you is that a good man will raise a good man. That's all." "Alright Dad. When do I get ready?" "I'm sure Anthony will text you the details." "But he doesn't have my number." "He's highly resourceful and influential. I'd be surprised if he didn't already have your number." That sounds wrong on so many levels, but I let it be.

was all I could whisper. A frown appeared on Henry’s face. “The Echelon Project. That was an experiment done in secret whose aim was to manufacture a new species of super-soldiers. Your father and mine formed part of its researchers but there was a mole within the committee. My father got attacked while yours… well; he saved you but not himself.”

Cyril internally scoffed at his positive thinking, the fact that he actually thought his father fired her because she was abusing him slapped him back laughing at his mind. Cyril's father, Craig Sokolov, the Russian Mafia boss of almost a decade, this man was a pure psycho, he loved control, power and superiority complex, he didn't care what he had to do to acheive the higher rank where no one could touch him, he would do anything.