My Father The Possessive Demi-god Novels & Stories

he requested. Alpha Teller looked confused. He stared at the Mage cluelessly. "She looks stronger than you and she is not restrained in any way. Are you sure you can handle her?" he asked. "Are you underestimating me, Alpha Teller? The father of the goddess is a demigod. You have to be one before you can make your daughter into a goddess" he protested angrily. "Of course, I'm sorry for that" Alpha Teller apologized. "I will be checking you from time to time" he said and walked out of the dining room.

“As we used to do with such children born from unholy unions like yours.” His words are strangely painful, and after all this time, I thought my father couldn’t hurt me anymore. I forge ahead, not for his sake but mine, because I need to get it out of my system and tell him everything I want say. Now. While I have the chance. “You are so arrogant that you think you can question The Goddess herself. She’ll punish you for this, you do know that right? She gifted us this child. He is The Ultima. One day, he’ll be the saviour of our kind.”

When I realized my soulmate Darius was still hung up on his former lover Cassia and her child, I started teaching our son to call him "Lord Darius." That night, Theo accidentally stepped into a thorn trap set by forest nymphs. He was poisoned by a minor curse that sent his magic spiraling out of control and plunged him into darkness. But Darius turned and left because Cassia called him on his messaging crystal late at night. I touched my son's forehead as his divine aura dimmed from the pain, and made him say, "Goodbye, Lord." On Theo's birthday, Darius skipped our celebration because Cassia tearfully complained that her child needed a father. I didn't say much. I just had little Theo e

I inquired him worried. He ran his hand through his light brown hair and brought his eyes back to me. I started to become even more worried about his strange intense behavior. Being around my father I had never seen him display such nervous behavior. "What is wrong dad?" I tried to get it out of him. "Son, he called me. I was so proud the day you were born, wanting the best for you I went to a river to pray to the moon goddess in giving you only the best in life such as great power and too a beautiful Luna to one day help you rule by your side," he told me.

My father bats the bottle while scowling at Demitri. Demitri just shrugs it off and goes to stand by his mate, my father manages to drag himself to his feet. “Who the fuck do you think you are to do this?” My father says as he advances towards me, and I see red as my fucking mate is being attacked by goddess knows who so that I can save this piece of shit.

"Do you still have strength to fuck your mini goddesses?" "My strength might be lacking in other areas, but when it comes to sex, your father could go on till the end of time." Oh, what evil cackles that dearest father dropped. I could squeeze him tightly right there if he wasn't off hugs for now. Looking at his masked face, no way will there be another lord Xota, the god of all deities. No one could fit that role perfectly, except my father right there. "Why did you order Lemgam to go fight the darkness now, Father? Lucifer should be able to take back his wife first. Isn't that the deal?"

Father stared back with an indescribable look in his eyes. What is this with this tension? “I have a life in the mortal realm already.” I politely said after coughing to dissolve the thick atmosphere that settled in. “Let’s stop talking about me. I wish to know what is going on as it is making me confused—really father. Really? Lev?” “Lord Leviathan is a beautiful demon, Crocell. I get where your father is looking.” Belphegor chuckled and Leviathan snorted. Father looked smug as he placed his hand on Lev’s waist.

"Syd, once that thing tapped into blood magic, there was nothing anyone would have been able to do. Not even me." "I know," I said, feeling better. He was totally right. Time to kick the self-pity out and get a grip. "You did what you had to and did it well," Dad said. "Despite all you've been through, you still don't understand what you have to offer will always be good enough." I looked up at him, shocked he hit it so clearly. How did he know? He was a Demon Lord of the Seventh Plane, a powerful and respected leader. What did he know about not being good enough?

"I am his last son. He has twenty sons and seven daughters, all from different women he took from men. We are almost alike with slight differences. They never spoke to me. When I was little, they were all grown, out and about, causing havoc so I never really knew any of them save for my immediate eldest step-brother but he was a dark soul who shut people out of his life. I was never acknowledged as a part of the family and my father told me it was because I was a Demi god. My father had married a werewolf and she had given birth to me so I was a half-god, half-werewolf. A hybrid." "I think they also hated me because I was stronger than they were even with their god status. I was literally al

Ana comes in in her pajamas, “I thought I smelled coffee and food. I knew I heard voices.” “You weren't kidding about needing a few hours.” Ana shrugs, “No I wasn't. Insomnia is a bitch!” She looks at my father and asks, “He's a demon too right?” My father laughs and looks at me as he smiles, “She's a keeper. Absolutely no filter!” “Ana, this is my father.” Ana gasps, “The Devil!” My father grins, “One of many names, you may call me Demetri,” he says as he extended his hand to shake hers. Then he cocked his head, “I'll be damned!”