Lord Voldemort Father Novels & Stories

He didn't have any objections against Mark since he was their senior, so he just went ahead to his desk. The sooner he gets his job done, the sooner that he'd be able to leave work on time. …… Mina followed Alexander until they arrived at a particular grave. "This…. This must be a family cemetery". Mina thought before she continued to stare at Alexander. "This is Lucas, he's my Father". Alexander said calmly. For a sec, Mina stopped staring at Alexander and stared at the large picture frame on the grave. "He looks Young though. But…. Why did he bring me here?". She stared back at Alexander upon her thought.

Valerie called her and she was snapped to herself again, when she quickly walked towards her with the tray, "I'm sorry i was frozen to the spot by your gorgeousness !" She said, "Can i have a new pair of clothes please ?" Valerie asked, "Very well, I'm afraid you'd be introduced to Lord Conn and Lord Liam today they are sworn brothers of Lord Storm, They were all victims of your dad's..." Vera said, and noticed Valerie's discomfort, She cut "Please don't refer Barton as my father anymore, Such a monster, I can't accept as a father !" She said with a torn heart, already tears started prickling in her eyes again that reminds her of who the man she loved wholeheartedly and called father was.

It was the same nightmare, coming at her everyday, repeating itself, torturing her to an unbearable degree. Luciana looked around their house which have been decorated for her parents wedding anniversary, and she turned worried. She called her parents attention. "Mama, papa, do you think we should be celebrating when we still owe lord Kruger?" Lord Kruger was a vampire lord. Her father used to work for him. An incident happened which unfortunately made him to lose a huge sum of money, and he asked all his workers to pay him. It was not the worker's fault, but they couldn't go against the Lord, especially the humans.

Eric’s eyes landed on Steve and Melinda who stood at the corner of the room. He can see her trembling in Steve’s arms making him to feel pity for her and as well as feeling little relief from the way Steve protecting her. Melinda, if possible, would have run away from the place avoiding the topic. Since Steve was there holding her in his arms, she felt no one can harm her making her to stay put. “Yes, his name is Draco and he is the dark lord. Your father was sent from above to hunt him down. He is the biggest threat and enemy for your father who was the protector of all the souls.” Once their father was mentioned, both Lily and her brother perked up their ears and looked at each other.

As he moved his lips to speak, the doorbell rang, and I picked up Scarlett's scent, but another familiar aura was on the other side of the door. "My father is here," I mumbled under my breath, looking at Jason's worried expression. Calmly, I walked away from him, seeing that he was in trance, and headed for the door, opening it to reveal an angry Vladimir along with Scarlett. "A fucking Ultima, Nero! You failed to tell me that the daughter of Loki is a damn Ultima!" My father shouted angrily, stepping inside. Glaring at Scarlett, I frowned and then shut the door before facing my father, meeting his angry gaze.

"You kids are so dumb, don't you get it yet?" Lord Voldemort asked, a smirk plastered on his lips. "Get what!" Damon yelled angrily he was already tired of this man badderdash. "Damien was my brother so Damien is her fucking father!" Lord Voldemort half yelled as an evil aura lurked around him and his eyes blazed with fire. "What... what, did you...just say?" Summer asked, her voice somewhere melancholic as she crashed on the floor. "Summer!"

’ However, to his surprise, the little one turned back before he got on the luxury black car and left a meaningful glance even though it just stayed for a second. “Get in.” Said the man. The door closed quickly and the car was soon nowhere to be seen, leaving the two standing silly in the rain. "Damn this man! Who the hell does he think he is. How could he be so cold even to his own son? Is that boy truly his son? I would rather die if I had such a dad like him."

"I understand your fear that they will judge you but don't worry. I'm here." Although I just met Talima, she understands me more because she can see my future. She can already predict what the road I'm following will lead to. "Okay," I whisper, lick my dry lips and inhale before releasing the pressure. "So, you all saw how I use demon magic because my father...oh boy, this is hard. My father is Lord Ruvik, one of the great Demon Lords." All eyes on me grew wide like a giant fan was blowing at their faces. They were stunned. I understand, but the bigger shock will come out.

"Do what you think is right, I just hope that whatever happens you will not try to ruin more of our employees' lives." And with that he left the dining room. This time it was Vincent's turn to slam his fist on the table, making his mother sigh. "Son, do you know why your father favors Ms. Lestrange?" His mother suddenly asked gently. "Because she's a manipulating witch?" She shook her head patiently. "It's because she reminded him so much of Helen." "Helen?"

, I understood immediately. Over the years, Edgar had tried many ways to repair our relationship. But every time, it had done nothing except drill into me even deeper just how impossible he was—just like today. I took a deep breath and thanked Mr. Palmer. Then, I turned and left. From behind me came hushed whispers. "So, that's Mr. Booker's son? He's not quite what I imagined." "I heard he was raised by his grandmother in the countryside. And for over a decade, Mr. Booker never once went back to see him."