Legendary Youngest Son Novels & Stories

My mother's dying wish to me was never to follow in my father's footsteps. I have lived up to that for the past twenty four years of my life. There's murmuring as father announces the sudden enthronement of a successor. It’s easy to guess who. Andrea is the eldest son, an active member of the gang. He's already beaming with a smile, taking a standing position beside father. I roll my eyes in disgust. “We need a young blood. One with strength and enough bravery to carry on the family name. To take hold of more territory in Russia and all over the world,” father continues, holding up a glass of champagne as he speaks.

it said smiling. "What?!!" THIRD PERSON POV:) "What?!! Seriously? Me? CEO of Uphone? What the heck!" Jayson Clive Sy, the youngest son of Cedric Sy, the heir of the UPhone Company, just exclaimed. "Indeed. We will be back in the Philippines tomorrow." Diego, his guardian, continues to teach.

I’d spent the last three hours doing research, even bringing my laptop to the bathtub to watch videos and interviews with the royals. Isaac was the youngest son of the Lycan King, and had three older brothers. Despite being the youngest (and clearly the most irresponsible, in my opinion), he was the most favored by his parents. The media very accurately described him as a playboy who indulged in a life of luxury, having everything handed to him on a shiny, silver platter. Countless women vied for his attention, and he was constantly photographed with someone new on his arm yet he never formed lasting relationships with any of them – except for Ella.

“I was a protector in Shadowfang Pack. Me and my best friend, Garion. We guarded the borders. Trained the young. Stood in front of the Alpha during every threat. We were his shield.” He paused, lifted the lamp slightly as if it helped him see the past better. “Our Alpha was a good wolf. Strong. Fair. When he died... the whole pack grieved. But we had hope. His first son—Cassian—was ready. Raised for it. Born with the mark of leadership. Everyone knew he’d take the Alpha seat.” His jaw tensed. “But the youngest son, Adrian… he wasn’t born to wait.” My stomach twisted at the name.

“He just turned 17. He's a bit like I used to be, and at times I still am. He's quiet, soft-spoken, shy, and very sweet. But he likes to keep to himself. Do you see that young man over there?” He pointed to a man talking to Damian, Xavier, and Theo. He looked nothing like Cassian. “Yes. What about him?” “He's my oldest son. His name is Abraham.” I studied Lucian for a moment before looking at his son. Abraham is as tall as Damian, but his body is bigger, broader, and more muscular than the Beta's. “Why are you telling me this?” I asked, but the angel ignored my question and continued talking. Lovely!

"You planned to kill me and Jason but you failed. I am not sad to tell you that you are eating the very food you had poisoned." What!? How did they find out? How did my plans get ruined like this? I had everything fucking figured out. Did my men betray me? Or was Father and Jason spying on me and they found out? Just how the hell did this happen? "Are you going to let your own son die?" I used the last strength in me to ask. "I am the only child you have." "I will rather be childless than have a son like you," he replied without pity. "You should have known me so well by now. I don't care about keeping Legacy. And I shouldn't care about a son who will have me dead either."

I say, walking up to my youngest child. “Thanks, Mom. I guess maybe I’ll get lucky and feel the pull to someone too, who knows?” “You’re very close to your eighteenth birthday and your father recognized me as his mate long before I turned eighteen. You were born from a Guardian and the son of a Guardian. That makes you stronger than most.” “Not around here,” he says dryly. “No, not around here,” I chuckle, pulling my son into a hug. I know he’s as uncomfortable with it as his father used to be, but I’m his mother and he tolerates it from me.

I smiled at them but they didn't return it. Then I looked towards Christopher. He was the oldest of all of us. Twelve years old. He would have started training next year, in a few months actually. He was the Alpha and Luna's son. Only he lost his mother before I was born. Actually I was born just a few months after she died. then no one saw the Alpha after the attack. We just assumed that he died along with everyone else.

“Andex? You mean Beta Andex?” I nodded slowly. “Yes. Beta Andex.” My mother looked thoughtful, then gave a small nod. “Of course I remember. He was very loyal to your father. And very strong. His combat skills had reached grandmaster level. “Sadly, he died too soon. Just a few years after your father passed.” I bit my lower lip, then gathered the courage to ask, “Then, what about his son? Do you know where he is now?” She looked confused. “His son…?” “Yes,” I said. “If I’m not mistaken, he’s about seven years older than me.”

“Positive. So, can you find him for me?” “There’s no need. I already know where he is. Andrew Witt is the youngest son of Alpha Daniel Witt of the Dark Woods pack. They’ve been our rivals for decades, and I see that rivalry won’t be ending anytime soon.” “I guess not.”