His Secret Son Novels & Stories

I can't take it anymore. "Then let's face your fears together, baby…" He whispered softly and kissed my head. I cried even more. "I'm yours, Solei. I'm all yours, hmmm?" - I stared at a text I received from an unknown number. My heartbeat slowed as I tried to understand that. Unknown Number How's the long-lost heiress of the Alcaraz clan? I heard that your family will introduce you to everyone. And I guess you haven't heard who the real Hector Apollo Aragon is. Want me to tell you his secret?

"Max doesn't need anything from you. He just need me. And I won't let you or anyone else try to take him away from me." "You're way too confident for someone who hid a son from his biological father for five years," he quipped, his voice getting sharper. "What if the world knew about it? What if Pascha knew?" I was silent for a moment, holding my breath. "You're too late. He already knows." Silence fell for a few seconds before Papa's voice came again, colder this time, like ice almost piercing the skin. "Of course, he knows. You were never smart enough to keep your secrets, were you?"

After my husband picked up his secretary and our son, they went into the hotel for a business meeting. Photos of them were trending online. I gave him a call to ask him about it, but he hung up on me impatiently. “I’m meeting a client. Obviously, we’re meeting at the hotel! Can you stop being unreasonable?” I was busy contacting IT support to retract the trending topics. Two hours later, I received a call from the emergency department of the hospital. When I reached the hospital, my son was already dead.

You don't intend to leave me. I grip the doorknob tightly, but before I can pull away, he grabs my wrist firmly, not roughly, but in a way that prevents any escape. "I came in peace," he says, his voice oddly restrained. "I just want to know the truth." I turn to him, anger burning in my eyes. “Why?” My voice is steady, barely above a whisper, but filled with controlled fury. “My son is four years old. He has a mother who would die for him and an uncle who loves him like a father. He doesn’t know, and never will know, that Ethan is his father! And I know you don’t care either. He’s just a kid with your friend’s genes. You’re a jerk enough to keep that secret from me forever.”

“Because I was my father’s son. His blood. Antonio left his business, his clan, his group, everything to protect me. Life has never been easy for anyone. At least you were old enough to stand on your own feet. At least you know what the real world is. I was not aware of anything. I was a mere seven year old child when my father was killed and my whole world ripped apart!” Helena could only blink in reaction. His words left her speechless. “And do You want to know a fun fact, you want to know who my mother is, who my grandfather is, you want to know? Tell me, Helena!” She trembled at the loudness of his voice. His eyes turned a darker shade of twistedness as He smirked wickedly and that scare

he whispered, gripping my hand tightly. I took a few steps back, anxious, gripping the arm of the chair as I felt a tightness in my chest. I never imagined that the boy I’d met in that forest was the hidden son of King Alpha and that he’d nearly died because I’d revealed his location to Luna Katy, who had, of course, tried to kill him when she had the chance. If this document truly exists, as long as it’s hidden, we’ll never have peace. We’ll always be hunted and watched by those people.

He asked, looking perceptively into her eyes. “Sure, I do,” she went to retrieve her purse from the bed to bring out her phone. She opened her picture gallery and showed him one of Tyson’s pictures taken last summer in Sandville. “Oh, my goodness! Blake sprang to his feet. The resemblance was so uncanny, it was like he was looking at his younger self. “Tasha, I don't need a DNA test. This boy here, is my son!” He said it with so much pride that Tasha felt her heart bursting with joy.

I feel guilty keeping this secret from her, but the words won’t come out. I wonder why. She claps my shoulder, making me jump. Mostly because of the huge secret I am lugging around. I feel like if she peered at me for longer, the truth will slip out of me. “What I don’t understand is the fact that we have to pretend you’re not who you are, I mean why would you hide the fact that you’re the Alpha’s son??”

“Relax. I’m just checking something.” I shook my head, heart racing. “I know something.” That made him pause. “What?” he asked. I forced myself to breathe, to slow the shaking in my body. Lies were dangerous. But silence was worse. “I know Zayden’s secret,” I said quickly. His eyes sharpened. “What secret?” “He has a child,” I blurted out. The words felt unreal even as I said them but once they were out, they gained weight. “A son,” I continued, my voice steadier now. “He’s hiding him. Away from everyone. From enemies like you.”

a secret that was wandering not far from this very hospital? Linin's breath hitched. She knew she had no other choice. Her father's life was in his hands. She had to accept this offer, no matter the reason... even if this marriage would drag her back into the nightmare of the past and potentially expose the secret she had kept hidden for four years. That secret was... her son. This was the only choice she had left: to save her father's life and to protect the only secret she had.