My Father The Possessive Demi-god Novels & Stories

Now you all saw one of the reasons why I decided to ask my father to bless you all. You see that particular war, you shall conquer them all, and see let me tell you, you're more than a conqueror, for it's already written that no man on earth can destroy you again and not only that, you and your household are blessed already by the gods, not just the gods, but my father, the greatest gods of them all Watch out and see and mark tonight's date for you shall come back and appreciate me and my father for this particular prophesy I gave to you all

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.”

My father then paused as he looked at Jaxson for a moment, and then finally at me, before he says, “Your mother was very special, she had the blood of our Moon Goddess in her.” “What? Impossible.” Jaxson says in disbelief as he steps around to my side, and then adds, “It’s impossible.” “Is it?” My father asks him and the two of them lock eyes as if in a stare off. Getting to my feet I move between the two of them as I take in what my father is saying. I couldn’t help but at that moment blurt out, “I’m a freaking Goddess?” More as a question than a statement. “Half Goddess.” My father says correcting me.

Mother begins to weep wiping her eyes with the napkin as father sets his hand upon her back calming her upsetness. "We shall miss you terribly. Know that you are always welcome here." Father states softly. He admires Deimos a lot, he perceives a certain power in him that we cannot. He frequently states it is simmering beneath him and will rise when he sits on his throne where he shall fall and surrender to it. Deimos will be a God. "Thank you, Uranus." The dinner ended splendidly our table peaceful and saturated with laughter. We would unmistakably miss him for he is part of the family but at the end of it all, we know this is neither his home nor his true calling.

His mind shifted, considering his options before Camilla's name surfaced briefly in his thoughts. He scoffed lightly, shaking his head. "I will handle it myself first." His phone rang again almost immediately, the caller ID making his expression darken further as he answered. "Good morning, Dad." There was no warmth on the other end. "How is the plan going." Tyler straightened slightly, his tone cautious. "I am working on it." A scoff came through the line. "Do not fail me," his father said coldly. "I need you to get close to her. "

Thankfully the call soon ended and I ran my hands over my face. "Your father is going to be so fucking pissed," I mumbled softly and Sathanas clapped his hands in morbid excitement. "He's your granddad," he laughed and I asked him about my real father and Sathanas smirked. "Your real father is a kinky fuck. An absolute legion of sexual conquests. Asmodeus makes your sexual appetite seem very mondane. I rolled my eyes but was still a bit interested in my sire. "I heard you took your angel mother's head. Pretty ruthless," he added and I explained Grace and mine's relationship with my lower demon Samson. He shook his head and we continued eating all the items we had purchased. I heard Grace mak

I hadn't noticed that Saraï was half-open in the door and rushed to answer for me. - I was speaking to Camie. He always responds in this calm tone. My sister blushed violently and stammered incomprehensible answers before falling silent. Even at the age of 25, the latter was under the total influence of the latter. Who isn't around here? Secretly, in my heart I have always wondered why my father is considered the reincarnation of the son of God on Earth, the messenger, a saint....he is in no way endearing, he demands a lot and its mere presence grills the neurons...

“… would now serve as the stage for executing FA.” In the next memory, I saw my mother with a man who looked like the demon lords, but was much older with more distant and weary eyes, as though he was suffering from a sickness himself. “That’s my father,” Asher said in a stoic tone. “Deimos Xipher.” ‘I do not care about anyone else, but my son should get out of those walls as an immortal,’ Deimos said. ‘In case he doesn’t… well... we’ll see about that when time comes.’

Sun was still not out and I closed my eyes and screamed. "AHHHHHHHH" it echoed in the whole cliff and I can hear many birds flew away. "FATHER! YOU CAN'T DO THIS. GIVE HER BACK TO ME. SHE IS MINE. I KNOW YOU DID THIS... I SWEAR IF YOU WON'T GIVE HER BACK TO ME I WILL DESTROY YOUR PRECIOUS EARTH. I KNOW I AM BANNED IN HEAVEN BUT I WON'T SPARE YOUR PRECIOUS HUMANS... I WILL DESTROY THEM" I kept screaming at my father... the God.

I had watched her from afar all through my high school years but always deprived myself of her because I thought she was human but now knowing she wasn’t human she was no longer a forbidden fruit. “Just tell me what she is.” I now say to my father begging him to just say it. “Lexie’s mother was the daughter of a demigod. She is of royal blood and her father was an immortal just like yourself.” My father says and the glass in my hand slips and crashes onto my floor shattering and spilling the golden liquid within it.