Meliodas Father Novels & Stories

He fired back, his calm composure slowly wheeling of course, “This family is nothing without me. My father built the Maldov empire, and as his rightful heir it is my place at leader.” It was all too much for Olivia to take in—leader, heir, empire?? It all felt like she was in the middle of the sopranos drama which made her head spin. “Leader??” Damien Maldov finally chipped in to speak, trying to defend his father, “You cut all our shares by a quarter, you blocked off our connections and now you married this stranger who doesn’t even know you!!” “Sit down Damien,” Alex warned his cousin and turned to Geraldine with a smirk, “Tell your beloved grandson to take a sit or I’ll—

Rea whispered next to me. “Not by blood. Nikos had an illegitimate son long before Androkles was born. His lover’s husband claimed that son. The man that claimed him and raised him as his own is Lord Melanthios, Lord Zeus’ father. So, in a way, they are brothers through that man." I explained in a hushed voice, trying to follow the fight by sound.

my father explained, but those words left my ear. “Then that means Hannah knew about it….” I looked down at the ground, not wanting to see his face. I did not hear a single word from my father. It seems like he doesn’t know what to tell me. But it’s my fault for crossing the line. Every time someone mentions Hannah. My father freezes as if he was blaming himself deep inside him. I felt guilty about it, but at the same time, I didn’t want to take it back. “Since other mafia groups are now informed about your appearance. They will come and get you. Which is why you will be living in this place starting today,” declared my father. “And now you know you’re the heir of the Ambroise family.”

“Are you serious? How could he and my father be the same person? You must be pulling my leg. There’s nothing that links them together.” “War Legate Achelous, a name taken from the Achelous River, the largest river in Greece. Are you sure your father died from an illness? According to history, War Legate Achelous died at the hands of Luposians.” Nadine shook her head. “Mother said he died from an illness, but there’s no proof of that. I heard from others that my father was very healthy and died very suddenly. Plus, I’ve looked into many hospitals and none of them have any records of treating my father for any illnesses, which is why I’m sure Mother is lying to me.”

“Your father was Graham Cameron.” I don’t bother responding. I get it. He’s going to say what he wants to say. “My father knew him.” They must’ve gone to school together. Madog Collins wouldn’t sully himself by attending a shifter fight, and that’s the only other place Moon Lake and Salt Mountain mix. “My father didn’t have much to say for him.” Cadoc watches my face. So the first test is whether or not I realize that my father was a piece of shit. I shrug. “There’s not much to say.” Some of us should’ve never been given a human skin.

"What is his name?" The scout flinched, his face a mask of pure, unadulterated terror. "He was once a Varek lord, my King. A lord who was thought to have died in the same battle that took your father. A man who was lost, and has now been… reforged." He looked at Kaelen, his eyes wide with a dawning, horrifying realization. "His name is Lord Vorlag. And he was your father's most loyal friend. And your sworn brother."

Professor Adrian Blackthorne. And my stomach dropped. Zia blinked. “Wait. Blackthorne?” Raina’s mouth fell open. “As in… Lucian Blackthorne?” I couldn’t breathe. Lucian’s father. Lucian’s fucking father. I was staring at the man who made Lucian. And he was staring back at me like he wanted to destroy me just to see what I looked like broken. WEREWOLF LINEAGE & BLOOD RIGHTS. The way he wrote it…

“We were on it together.” I staggered back as it felt like an arrow went through my heart. I stared at my father with my lips parted. No. No, he wasn't my father. My father died that day with my mother. “You’re a vile monster,” I spat, my voice shaking, my eyes burning. “We’re all monsters, Isabella,” Theodare answered, snickering like this was funny to him. “Every single one of us. Some people choose to embrace that part of themselves, while others just choose to ignore their other selves.”

The Alpha King, however, just laughed it off. "I'm just paying my respects, Alpha Hayes. I was a huge fan of her father, even though we differed on several occasions," he said, smiling genuinely at me. I was still surprised that Dad didn't kill this man after all the vicious rumors flying around about him killing his family for power. "Melinda, dear," he called, and his daughter stepped forward. Her gaze drifted toward Dante, but the alpha ignored her presence. He introduced her to us as his beloved daughter, someone he cherished deeply. Melinda greeted us warmly. She was cheerful, soft-spoken, and polite.

Mom asked me. “Yeah. She's my classmate”. I answered. “What are you doing here Xinger? Do you have something to ask me”? “She's my guest”. Mom said and sat. “You two should seat”. “Sure”. Vagamound and I sat. We were all silent then Mom decided to break it. “I need to tell you something Belia”. “Me”? “It's about your identity. Your father. I'll tell you who he's”. ❄️ Now everything is now cleared to me. My father is the lord of the fire realm. Mom had to leave because he was so obsessed with power.