Mr Fantastic And Invisible Woman Son Novels & Stories

maria said oh the video, "My real name is Maria Dante, I am the daughter of The once famous business partner of Mr Madison, my father had three known sons who we all know, I am his oldest daughter whom he has while he was in high school, I am here to tell you all that Mr madison isnt who he says he is, he killed my father and refused to give my brothers what belonged to our late father, he also refused the fact that they began the company together, he is an evil man, all the drama in his family right now is caused because he killed Saul's baby mama hence the reason why

Julian said, stepping forward with that same sinister calm, “or do you want to join your friend on the floor?” Abel fell silent, not daring to provoke Julian. He could see it in Julian's eyes, he wasn’t joking, he was dead serious. In fact, just like Jasmine, he didn’t seem the least bit fazed by the revelation that Damon Coldwell Jr. was the son of someone so powerful.

She then whispered to Xavier, "Xavier, I don't like those two. Who are they?" Xavier tensed his chubby, fair face, similar to Yasmine's, and kept a cold tone. "That man is Mr. Lawson Senior's brother, an illegitimate son. He's 22 years younger than Mr. Lawson Senior. He's 50 this year. The woman in royal blue professional attire is the man's daughter, 31 this year." "Oh!" Yasmine nodded. Within seconds, she had done the calculations. "Wow, the illegitimate son's wife got pregnant at 18."

Amaya hugged her father as the baby part of her came into view. "What's happening in your home William? " Vivian glared at her son because having two kids, William and Vanessa, apart from morals she taught her kids how to care for their family, and she's not happy with her son at all. "Mom. let's go in and talk about whatever is going on, my daughter-in-law must be cold and my grandkids too," William said as he saw his son already wearing his jacket. "We are talking something serious here and… "Maria, the girl is pregnant, and pregnant women are fragile," Vivian said for everyone to walk into the castle-like mansion.

Madison's POV Three years later "Baby be careful so you won't hurt yourself," I said to the kids. I sat in the garden as I watched Ryan playing tea party with his sisters, Mira and Avira. Mira is both I and Adrian's child while Avira is both Lexie and Xavier's child. Avira is older than Mira with a couple of months, they are still young and I believe their bond will be one of the best. Ryan has been the best brother any sister can ever ask for and he still misses and talks about his Father, Xavier all the time.

Her blonde hair was curled from the edges while the tight and short skirt hugged her ass like it's life is dependent on it. I almost rolled my eyes at her, however, I stopped when I saw the man standing behind. I didn't notice him until he cleared his throat. ''Mom, who- why is here?'' I cautiously asked. My judging eyes never leave him. Well, he looked like in his mid 40's. Tall, muscular, prominent jawline and high nose bridge while the black suit he was wearing, it made him look majestic. He looked intimidating and dominating. He is Vincent Jones, the most powerful man in our town and the Dad of... Xavier Jones. Now, I know where Xavier got his genes from. He is the man because of which m

I ask after about five minutes of restless driving he ignored me as a familiar mansion came into view. Xavier's Mansion. Xavier parks the car then hop off, and I do the same. We both walk into the mansion. There was a beautiful blond woman in the living room, she was holding a baby, three months or less, there was three more little children, between the age of two and five jumping on the leather Chairs. "Thank goodness you are here." The blond women says when her eyes lands in us. My eyes moves back to the kids. What the fuck is going on here.

“Mind the intrusion, I believe it is finally time we are properly introduced, I didn’t get a chance last time. My name is Johnathan I am the son of Cateline and brother to Kortnay” “you mean that woman who smells of whiskey and cigarettes and marinated in the pungent odour of rogues is your mother. Even though you’re a blood sucking vermin. I actually feel sorry for you” This guy must be outta this world as he had completely ignored the fact that I had openly mocked his mother and he didn’t even react. It is either he has thick skin or he understands where I am coming from.

“You knew my mother." The stranger nodded. “Very well." The room seemed to tilt. “Who are you?" The answer came instantly. "My name is Peniel Mercer." The wounded Evelyn closed her eyes. Marcus cursed. Victoria looked like she wanted to disappear and Elena's pulse accelerated. Mercer. The same surname. The same family. The same bloodline. Peniel noticed her realization. “Evelyn is my daughter." Silence. Absolute silence. Even the injured Evelyn looked away because this was the secret nobody wanted exposed.

“You… you’re supposed to be dead.” The woman laughed lightly. “Death is such a useful rumor. I am the one who started it all. The Architect was my creation. The Grey Door Man was my tool. I needed strong bloodlines. I needed a mother who could survive anything. And I needed a father ruthless enough to protect what was his.” Matteo raised his gun. “Where is our son?” “Safe. For now.” The woman gestured, and two of her men brought forward a small carrier. Our son — the one they had taken — was inside, sleeping but hooked to a monitor. “He carries my blood. The stronger line. The one that will inherit everything.”