Hazbin Hotel Dad Beat Dad の小説・ストーリー

“About that… Tobias was definitely in the picture, practically a boy but it’s him. The bald dude in a suit came up empty. Zilch. Nada. Like he never existed. But the third person,” “He came back as Fabian Drew.” My pulse stopped. “What?” “Ex-military, serving for twenty years before receiving piles of medals and retiring as a war hero.” “He worked for my father.” Mason frowned. “I don’t-“ “Fabian Drew was his alias.” I gritted out. “His real name is Zavier. He was my fathers right hand man.” And he was also present the day my father died. The day I shot a bullet right through Garet Turner’s head.

"Now you're worried about his marriage ? Make him divorce his wife or do whatever you want. Just don't let our reputation spoil." FLASHBACK OVER Michael was panting now with fear as he's seen a ghost. "Dad are you alright? " Jason n Jairus questioned in unity. "Yy-yes." He rubbed his forehead. "That woman Julia deceived me. Till this day she reminded me of my guilt that I made her pregnant accidentally. But you.....you aren't my child Jason." Jason was sad in his tone so replied lowly. "Yes dad. My biological father was a vampire who then got killed by a royal."

She slightly slapped Melissa’s cheek twice. “Being the ruthless monster your father was, he blamed my father for killing his mother. So he planted a bomb in their warehouse. Luckily, my dad acted fast and got his pregnant wife out, but the blast caught him, killing him and most of his employees on the spot and left my grandfather crippled for life...” Diana explained what her grandfather had told her.

He gripped the heavy metal axe so tight his knuckles were white. "Dad, stop!" I screamed, pulling against the invisible chains in my blood. "It’s me! It’s Hazel!" "Hazel is a character who has outlived her usefulness," my father said. His voice was flat and hollow, like he was reading a line from a script. "The Publisher requires a clean slate. I am the Eraser." He swung the axe. The heavy blade whistled through the air, narrowly missing my head. It slammed into a computer console behind me, sending a spray of blue sparks into the air.

“You’re doing this for all three of them.” Emma turned her head slightly. The new tattoo on her lower back glowed faintly under the bulb, the words “Daddy’s Property” a secret promise. “I am,” she gasped. “The twins are already part of this room. Their legs are going to be so strong, just like their daddy’s. And the third one too he’s already kicking like he knows he’s next.” Mark’s pace quickened. The plug hummed faster now, the heavy base pressing insistently. Emma’s walls fluttered around him. A soft moan escaped before she could stop it.

The hall irrupts in laughter. “I was starting to worry Lucas would be mated to Sam or Kelvin,” Dad jokes. “Now there is match made in hell,” Max laughs. “Your Beta is also you Luna,” Dad says dramatically. “If he was Sam’s mate can you imagine,” Max starts laughing. We all stare between My dad and Max as they start acting out what daily life would look like if Sam and I were mates. “Honey do you have the patrol schedule?” Dad asks. “I got your patrol right here,” Max motions toward his dick.

Dad's vein bulged on his forehead. "All you do is sleep! Why don't you just sleep until you die? It'll be easier to deal with your corpse that way!" Fear and hurt washed over me, and my vision blurred. Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably. Meanwhile, Mom sat at the dining table, eating barbecue ribs. She acted as if I didn't exist. Dad's face twisted with smug satisfaction. He picked up a whip and brought it down on me. The lash burned like fire across my skin.

He was wondering why his father would slap him like that when he was only trying to make sure that nothing goes wrong this time and his dad becomes the next leader. “Dad, why did you..?” Zach didn't continue talking when he saw three men approaching him and before he could make any move they pinned him to the floor and his dad started hitting him just like before. Zach stopped struggling when he realized there was no point because his father's men were way bigger than him. When his father finished beating him he felt satisfied because that would make it easier for him to forget the embarrassment he faced earlier in the hands of his friends after the embarrassing meeting. He ordered them to t

Dad’s voice remained calm and steady. “I’m not telling you shit” Hank yelled. “Is Zelena your daughter?” Dad asked, ignoring the yelling and cursing or the stupid idiot, “Fuck! You!” Was his answer. Dad nodded at Spartan and he stepped forward, punching Hank in the stomach. He coughed and spluttered and gasped for air.

Zade says quietly, pointing at me, "you’re holding everything in." "What? Because I’m not falling apart over the bastard?" My voice rises, annoyance boiling up inside me. "Izzy," he snaps, grabbing my chin, his fingers firm but not rough. "He might have been a monster. He might’ve been evil and malicious. But he was still your fucking dad. That kind of bond doesn’t get wiped away quickly or easily." His intense gaze burns into mine, and I feel my defenses crumble for a moment. I sigh, my eyes dropping to avoid his.