Gon's Dad Novels & Stories

"Were you reborn too? I get it—you're just feeling upset, that's why you chose my dad. But you'd definitely regret it!" I kept admiring my dazzling reflection in the mirror, retorting coolly, "Regret? Why would I? And know your place—I'm your stepmother. I'll tell your dad if you keep being rude." Stumped for a moment, Dylan growled softly but threateningly, "Did you think you've won just because you're with my dad?! We'll see! Oh, and don't you forget—he's going to die in a couple of years, and he is sterile!"

Gon cleared his throat and replied with a small smile, "I met Miss this morning. She didn't feel uncomfortable with me and we jogged together." Master Song clenched his glass out of jealousy. He said annoyingly, "This is unfair!" Gon got confused so he asked, "What is unfair, master?" Master Song scoffed, "She got comfortable with you so easily whereas she said that I am not related to her! She even calls someone else her father! Her calling 'Dad' should always direct towards me only!"

" Nothing about his words or actions resembled those of a usual five-year-old kid. The shock had made me pass out and collapse onto the floor. I had no idea how long I lay there, but by the time I finally woke up, the sun had set. Light leaked from the master bedroom, where Caleb and Emery were enthusiastically discussing how they would renovate the house after I died. I was unconscious on the floor, yet my biological son didn't bother to check on me. He was too busy scheming to seize my home. … "Enough, Dad," Caleb cut in. "That's all in the past, so why do you have to keep dragging it up, especially in front of such a large crowd? How is Nicky supposed to face his classmates and teachers f

When I start middle school, Dad quits his job to become my full-time study coach. He devotes every ounce of energy to monitoring my academics and refuses to let a single distraction near me. My best friend in middle school has average grades, so Dad goes straight to his parents for a talk. "My son is going to a top school. Don't let your kid's low IQ rub off on him." I lose my closest friend after that, and the rest of my classmates start keeping their distance too. In high school, the class rep asks me a math question one day, and Dad sees it happen. Without a word, he slaps her across the face. "Already flirting with boys at your age? I'll have the principal expel you! "Just asking a

“She looks so much happier now than she did with that slimy guy.” I smiled softly at her while my dad grumbled something unintelligible under his breath, folding his arms as he succumbed to my mom's gaze, and then he looked back at the screen. “Where is he?” my dad asked. I turned my head and gestured for Orion to come closer to the bed as his eyes widened in surprise, and he pointed a finger at his own chest, silently asking if I meant him, and I nodded firmly. He shuffled closer to the mattress, looking nervous, and I wanted to burst out laughing at the sight. Why would a giant guy, a clan leader, be this nervous over a video call with my parents?

With every sentence Caden spoke, Renee's face grew paler. When she saw the documents that clearly listed her spending records and online loan information, she panicked. "I- I didn't!" She tried to argue. "Felix was the one who kept talking about you in front of me… about his mother—" "Enough." Caden cut her off. "My son is six years old. What does he know? Every word he says is just a reflection of what adults around him are thinking. Are you going to tell me you never deliberately showed him how much you admired me, or rather, how much you admired my family's wealth?

Though I highly doubted it. My memories were still foggy and I wasn't able to remember anything. Even after I learned that the mystery man I met in the club and brought back to my place was Jasper, my ex-fiancé's father, my memories of the night didn't come back. I wanted to know everything. “Nothing,” he turned on his back, staring at the ceiling just like me. “I just thought you wanted me, but I guess it was a drunken mistake. I would have known.”

Yeah, it was going to be a long day. "Angelo, calm down, you called him barely an hour ago. He's not Superman." Zío Rocco chastised. I adjusted my blazer and walked into the room with my head held high. Dad sat at the head of the table, and Zío Rocco and Zío Claudio, Gavin's father, sat at his sides. "Dad, Zíos, sorry we're late." I apologized, we greeted them, and sat down. Dad had a large scowl on his face. " Why were you late?" He pressed.

My sister always got away with everything, so I naturally became Dad's favorite guinea pig to make an example of. When we were little, my sister refused to eat vegetables. He threw me into the bathroom, locked me in for five days without food, and starved me until I vomited blood. My sister was so terrified that she never dared to be a picky eater again. When we got older, she became obsessed with video games. Dad tied me to the computer and ordered me to play nonstop for thirty hours until my eyes bled. My sister swore she would never touch a computer again, and only then did he stop. Later, once puberty hit, my sister refused to wear thermal underwear. When Dad found out, he threw me

GILDEON Everything Drusden’s memory fragments had carved open for him slammed back into place at once. His father, Daego, and his wife, Ragina. The clash with the Greater Beasts. His father stumbling home with an infant in his arms. The Dark Plane yawning open like a wound. “You’re the one who lied to me,” Gildeon growled. “About who my parents were. About how my father—General Daego—died.” Haemos’s salamander eyes narrowed to burning slits. “How did you know about that?” he demanded.