Father Son Novels Novels & Stories

I continued to stare at him, his words not making a lick of sense to me. “The Savage Sons have a type.” He shook his head. “And we don’t even realise it.” “What the fuck are you talking about, Hansel? I am too tired and too stressed out for your riddles.” His sigh was loud. “Think about it, Prez. All of us have fallen for women who needed saving. It’s like we have some underlying hero complex. Or maybe it’s daddy issues?” His eyes narrowed. “Can men have daddy issues? Guess it doesn’t matter.”

“He's a father, Colin. A father! And I'm not the mother of his child.” The surprise at the revelation was evident, but, let's be honest, I kind of expected something like this. Valquíria didn't need to explicitly say who Othon's newly discovered son was. From the moment I laid eyes on the neighbor and found out he was Karen's son, it was as clear as daylight that he was also Othon's son.

As a caring father who has nothing more important than his daughters in this world, he wouldn’t run after his instincts while Avra was sad. And what is he doing right now? He messes around with his dear daughter’s friend like the selfish man he is. Such a good father. Maybe Mr. Robinson was right. Maybe it wasn’t that weird to ask Mathias to leave his daughters and it was obvious he could act careless. In the end, he is Alexander Raptis’s son. Like father, like son, huh? Running a hand through his hair, Mathias averts his eyes from Cassie. “Yeah, I did.”

-His friends repeated, looking at each other and surprised by the word. -Brother, what's wrong? You look pale. -Hey... -Girls, come on, leave at once, please. We won't be needing your services tonight. -The girls who accompanied them got up somewhat annoyed and left, feeling like losers. -Now, tell us what you said. -I don't know, that call I received was very strange and has left me confused. -I thought your father was dead. How come he's calling you now to confuse you? -It's not that. A boy... a boy just called me daddy, he says he is my son and that his mother is in trouble.

My father flinch watching how Axel holds me. "Don't touch her! let my daughter come home with me now." Axel remove his hands from me as he watch how my father reacted. "Mr. Hornido, your daughter will stay with me for as long as she wanted to and you can't do anything about that." His voice full and arrogant as he look straight on my father's eyes. Axel is taller than my father and his body is ripped, my Dad takes care of himself too but he is built different from Axel. Maybe because Axel is from different genes being a foreigner.

Xavier asked “Really late. I couldn’t leave her alone. I had to watch over her” “Yes you had to, considering the fact that you and Laura both decided to remove her baby without her consent. Did the guilt keep you up?” Xavier asked, still not looking up from his book “How did you know about that?” Jared asked “I find something amusing about this book. The man who was from a fairly rich background sells all his father has just to spite his father. That is not where it gets interesting. The most interesting part is that his father is an on old man on his death bed. He was literally dying and all his son could do was hate his father and he had carried that hate for his father around all his life

He doesn't have any relation with Fero but everyone has already misunderstood and thinks according to their own wishes. "Not only that. They didn't just say that you and Fero were back together. They said that you had children together and I thought everything they said was true. So why would Father forbid them to talk like that. there Dad will come to gossip with them. Because in fact Father's most beloved son has returned with his lover. Tsk... even they have returned to their apartment. Gosh... Malvin... does this mean you will have nieces and nephews? new again besides Afa? Tsk... it's really hard to believe all this but it's the truth!"

"Who dares to despise me son?" A middle-aged man stepped out, his figure was unusual, his tone was calm. Harding Marcus caught a life-saving blade of grass and turned around. "Father must kill him!" His father is Jocelyn Marcus, the head of the Marcus family. The great families that met Jocelyn Marcus also had to bow down and flatter, and his son has always been bossy, but he loves this son very much.

" I’m bored , would rather be any where but here , looking like my father’s son acting perfectly for the camera like he doesn’t hate my gut , like I wouldn’t love to shoot him but I can’t leave … . My mother valued family way more than her life , she would always talk about how we shouldn’t air family laundry outside. We can be enemies behind close door but outside we are a family and we stand by each other So here I am standing by my father, even though I would want nothing more than to wipe that smug smile off his face with my gun Suddenly he leaned forward to me “ Notice how they just said that you are my son , they didn’t even mention that you are a billionaire just my son , that’s all y

The old man was preventing a smile from showing. My father and my son are like coffee and milk when they’re together because of their hair color. They are the complete opposite of each other. Besides their age, my son has hair as dark as a moonless night while my father has hair as blond as corn-hair. Griffin giggled when Nicholas Reed peppered kisses on his chubby cheeks. “Nonno,” he continued to giggle until we reached the kitchen where my sister was busily preparing breakfast for us.