Meliodas Father Novels & Stories

When she arrives, she rips the bag off his head and faces her father, looking him in the eyes. - What the hell, Mila? What's going on here? Why are you arresting me? - Mordred's eyes fall on Typhon, and he cannot hide his exhaustion at seeing him. - Typhon, my grandson. – he says dramatically. – I'm glad you're alive. When I ordered the men to release you, and they didn't return, I feared the worst. - The men you ordered to free or to take me to you for you to finish me off?

“He used to be kind. He loved everything around him, the music, the books, the sunlight. His parents raised him to see the beauty in things.” “What were they like? His parents... were they Mafia too?” She held her breath, waiting. She had nothing on him, knew nothing about Domenico. If she could understand the boy who played the piano, she might understand the man who held the gun, just a little. “His father was a man of honor, the second in command of the Veronesi clan,” Emilio continued, his eyes glazing over as he reached back into the past. “Our Lady’s father trusted him more than anyone. He was the backbone of the organization, the shadow that kept the Veronesi name standing. He…”

Vesper roared and kicked Tyler, "Your father was a whistleblower. He betrayed his team members that was why he got killed by Azrael. Your father wanted to kill us .. the Sartori and wanted to take over our throne. This is the reason why Azrael killed him" Tyler's eyes widened in shock as this news was new to him. "Your father was a member of the Sartorian Mafia but was eyeing the position of not only CAPO [Boss] but also the Capo dei capi [Boss of the bosses]", Vesper revealed and his words shook tyler's world because to him, his father was a common and simple man who worked odd jobs for living and after his father's death, he lost the light and path of his life and all he wanted was Revenge

"Your father was a monster and so are you." Ava looked at me with a delicate smile before following Felicity. Adrian and Kyle seemed ecstatic about the drama and followed suit. I was left alone with my thoughts until a man approached me. "Do you have any information about my father's past?" I asked the man. He nodded, "I've worked with Melezo for about 18 years, and I know he's currently in your kingdom. He also has duplicates of himself, making it rare for him to present himself. I've never seen him in person."

smiling I said while looking up at the sky. “Please guide me and give me the strength to live.” I said. “I really love you, Grandma and Grandpa.” I whispered softly. I still remember when we were still together we were still very happy. I am happy even though Grandpa, Grandma, and Yanyan are the only ones in my family. Because my mother was no longer accepted by Grandpa and Grandma. So when they found out that my Mother was pregnant with me, they planned to take me and my mother did not hesitate to give me to Grandpa and Grandma. But even so, I still accepted Mother because she gave birth to me in this world. And dad I have never seen. Even in the picture I don't see him. And Grandpa and Gra

Nicholas said that both Sebastian and Carter agreed. Celestine took a deep breath. "What do you want from my father?" "I want your father dead." Her hands suddenly went cold and it become sweaty. He's intimidating and she's starting to get scared of him but there's no way that she will let him know that. She needs to be brave. "Who are you?" Celestine asked with a trembling voice. "I am Vincent Mogilevich, the mafia boss your father messed up with." Celestine gulped and her heartbeat started to race.

“Why did this man lock Ysabelle in here?” “Ysabelle?” he snorted “She is doing something that will enrage you”. Said Diego to him, his lips curled as he smile on him. Joshua frowned “what do you mean?” “Rodulf Vanlimz is your father, Isn’t he? Don’t you try to hide that fact from me!” Diego’s eyes become bloodshot. “let me tell you a story, your father murdered a three sons of mine! Three of them! A demonic man he is! Don’t you know about that?” Diego’s wrinkled face was tinged with viciousness.

My mother turned to look toward my father. “I don’t know you guys. You should have seen the way he drained that half-blood God. He was the offspring of Poseidon. When Ryder was done with him, he was nothing but a weak human.” My mother’s face paled. “Is this true, Ryder?” My father asked, and I nodded. “It was instinct, like I knew how to do that my entire life.”

Even while it didn't stop the weird sensation churning inside her, something about seeing them alive grounded her somewhat because they had survived the chaos at the Blackfang hideout. The hush was broken by Valdis, whose steady voice carried the weight of unspoken words. He said, "We’ve met before," as he observed her with a knowing gaze. "Before all this." He nodded slightly in Isolde's direction, and his eyes flickered. "I’m Isolde’s father. That you know as Sage." Mara scowled and cocked her head. "Sage?"

he says. This is not the same man we have all known as Elder Morris. He’s speaking too coldly for anything else to make sense. “Elder Morris, you aren’t my father,” I reply cautiously. “Of course, I’m not your father Miranda. I am your father’s ally in his attempts to get you back. Your mother took you from him many years ago. Do you even remember your father, Miranda?” Elder Morris asks. “No,” I answer confused. I could not wrap my head around how Elder Morris knows my father. “He was a good man at one time. Then everything changed when he met your mother,” he says.