Luffy Father Novels & Stories

This silly kid is really good. Luigi smiled at what he heard. Luhan even hugged her. "Uncle L, thank you very much for all the help you did for Mama and me.. I am very thankful for that, it's a pity... You are not my real father, maybe I and Mama are very lucky. If we had- year." Luhan said without a break. Luigi's broken heart was slightly happy at what he heard. "No worries, I can still be your second father, remember that." Luigi replied with a smile. Hope was in tears when she heard. His best friend is really kind and never lets him down.

One thing did strike me though. “Why do you call your own father Boss?” I asked him. He laughed sardonically, a smile which didn't reach his eyes plastered on his handsome face. “Because he doesn't know how to be a father, only a boss. It's just the way he is, so don't expect some loving father out of him. He's a cold hearted son of a bitch, and that's all he'll ever be.” I was taken aback. I mean, I knew that he wouldn't be all soft and fuzzy around me - the daughter he'd just met - but surely Luigi had been able to be a father to Lorenzo when he'd been a child?

I found my father sitting on the living room floor with Jeremy and some toys, “Coffee is on dear.” “This place is so beautiful dad, thank you for lending it to us. Is this a small island?” He nodded, “Yes there is a family of camps on the other side of the island, they only come a few weeks in the summer, really nice people.”

he trailed off taking my hand in his once more after fitting a shirt on. The room became silent after this and I willed myself to look at Aunt Lily who was staring at where our hands were connected intently. Legions Father smiled brightly, his eyes seemed to light up like stars, "is she the one, boy? It is her. It cannot be another," he concluded. His voice was posh and old English type yet his face was younger and more modern. I couldn't understand it. "Kaya, this is Father. Ki- Damian," Legion introduced clearing his throat.

I said. “But I want to ask you something. I thought Jonathan told me that his father was late. How come I am hearing now that his father is alive?” I asked Luke. This was the first time that I had seen Luke so serious, so I knew that this was probably something we should not be discussing. “Jonathan's father is alive and well. He is also involved in the mafia organisation. They do not talk to each other, but his father is still there,” Luke told me. And from the way Jonathan was speaking about his father, telling me that to him his father was dead, I understood that something happened.

he warned coldly. Luis snorted while casting a sharp gaze. Arguing with that man will never win because Jeffri Duttlof always uses logic rather than heart whenever he is talking to his two sons, but when his father has spoken to his little sister and the woman who gave birth to them, the man is really obedient and always uses his heart when talking. Annoyed, Luis walked away from his father without another word. ***

I stuttered. But my father merely laughed. "Relax, son." He chuckled at my awkwardness. "Aria was never my real bride, nor your real stepmother. The marriage document is not valid because it officially lists Arianna Avaroux as my wife, who doesn't actually exist." "But the Avaroux family has a daughter named Arianna," I pointed out. "I know of their family; they're a prestigious family who used to own the entire mining industry. How can she not exist?"

“I’m listening.” He took a deep breath. “There’s something I haven’t told you. Not because I wanted to lie, but because my life... It’s complicated.” Lizzy’s smile faded. “I’m Samson Lu,” he said slowly. “Lucas is my nephew. And Jacob... Jacob is my father.”

"But I'll repeat myself once more in clearer terms, step away from my son immediately!" "Your son?" Cassian scoffed in total disbelief. "Father come on— How is it even possible for him to be your son?" My eyes moved back to Father, expecting his serious expression to crack. But it stood stronger than ever. "He is my son. I had him before your mother came along," his voice boomed in reply. "Your son?" Cassian repeated in the same shocked tone. "You had an affair with some—" "Watch your tongue, boy!" Father growled, stopping Cassian's words before they could finish. "Lyon's mother was my first mate— my werewolf mate, long before your mother came into my life!"

I wanted to hug her, but she didn't even look at me before she left, like she doesn't care about me at all. "H-Hello, Luca... I'm your father." I looked at the man in front of me. He looks kind. I guess he's really my father... I look like him a little. My father, Aaron, was really kind and loving. He's a fisherman and he's really hard-working. He did his best to earn money for me, to provide for my needs and wants. He gave me all the love that I was craving for as a kid. He taught me how to speak Tagalog and everything that I needed to know.