Ladybug Bio Dad Bruce Wayne Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"You swore you'd give us a real home. Protect us for life. Watch them grow up. Be at every school thing. Walk Theodora down the aisle." My vision swam but I kept going. "You promised to design me a dream dessert shop, said you'd let the whole world taste my sweets. You said we'd watch the sunrise. Grow old slowly..." Those were our dreams, just ours. Now he lay silent, and they felt far away. "Dad will wake up," Leon said, gripping his hand, jaw set. "He's a superhero. Superheroes don't lose." "Yeah! Dad's the bravest in the world!" Theodora nodded hard. "He turned into a huge, awesome wolf to save us!"

Then he said, calmly, "Alpha, you should go be with your other pup. Don't bother me and my mom anymore." Bruce froze, his hand suspended in mid-air. "Leo, I'm your dad. How can you call me Alpha?" Leo looked at him, his eyes red but tearless. "Weren't you the one who didn't want us first?" Bruce's lips trembled. "I never said I didn't want you."

"Hey, sis. How are you feeling?" Anna carefully swished her feet through the water and shrugged. "Alright, I guess. The water kind of stings and kind of feels good, all at the same time." "I can't get over Batman, though. I never in a million years thought…" He trailed off, running a restless hand through his dark hair. "Are you going to tell Momma and Daddy?" "About Bruce? Hell, no. He's gone, and I don't expect he'll be back again." Anna shook her head, surprised at the rage that flared up as she recalled his behavior.

Maddox asked, amusement ringing through his tone. Dad glared at him, causing a smirk to form on my mate’s face. “No, Alpha. You should just sit there and look pretty. Of course, I want some fucking help. There’s a Batman one in it for you.” That was all he had to say for Maddox to jump up and aid him. Dad really knew how to bribe him. My mate had a superhero collection of fun shit. He was so nerdy with it, knowing all of the origins and more details about that shit than I figured most people did. I absolutely loved him for it.

However, he tried to keep a straight face. “I did what your dad couldn’t!” Bryant spit out at me. “What exactly couldn’t my dad do?” “Get into the cave and create the army that would kill every pack that came close to threatening us. He was weak and discovered my secret. I had no choice.” My heart was pounding out of my chest. “You said you had a partner. Who?” Bryant looked at Luca. “Go ask your old man.”

Maya Hart's POV "I wish I had a new mummy! I want a new mummy! Someone who isn't weak and broken!" The anger in my seven-year-old son's voice hit me harder than any physical blow. Leo stood right in the center of the school courtyard, his small hands curled into tight fists. After he screamed those heartbreaking words, his chest heaved with a young werewolf’s hot temper. I didn't know if he wanted everyone to hear. But they did. Every pack member lingering after the final bell heard him perfectly.

Lucianne kept a safe distance from Xandar, trying to come up with a plan as he growled at her. Xandar then linked his late father in a low, homicidal tone, ‘Tell me where she is, or I’ll kill you and mom.’ That was when he realized something was off. There was nothing at the other end of the link. And it was even more odd that he wasn’t detecting his father’s scent. He was smelling something…unusual, beautiful. Butterfly pea and jasmine. Despite being manipulated, he knew of only one creature who had that scent, and his mood instantly softened with that realization.

"What are they saying?" He hesitated, then sighed. "That... that you're some kind of witch. That your father, the former Beta, isn't your real father. They say your real father was a wizard, and that makes you a half-witch, half-werewolf hybrid. They say that's why you can't shift, even at your age." My hands curled into fists. "And who is spreading all of this?" I asked quietly. Bruce looked down. I let out a bitter laugh. "Let me guess. Vivica. Or better yet, Claudia."

my mother growls at my father who chuckles and kisses my temple before winking at me. “Rakas, she has plenty of time to grow up, and she is learning by acting exactly as her mother does,” my father speaks proudly, causing my mother to blush, and aunt Diana goggles. “Fine, you three sit and be quiet, Adaline you will not be able to do this, but you can observe. Diana and I are going to make her mate, Prince Dagon, a lycan,” Mum explains while motioning us to the couch against the wall that sits between two very large bookshelves.

In his left hand, he carried a small wicker basket filled with sliced apples and sugar cubes; his right hand was firmly wrapped around Liora’s small, energetic fingers. Liora skipped every two steps, her dark hair bouncing as she chatted endlessly about the various insects she had observed near the fountain earlier that morning. "And the green beetle had six legs, Papa, but one was shorter than the rest," Liora explained earnestly, looking up at him with wide, curious eyes. "Do you think it was born that way, or did it lose it in a battle with a spider?" Gareth smiled down at his daughter, his expression relaxed and entirely focused on her words. "It could be either, little bird. Insects are