My Father The Possessive Demigod Novels & Stories

My mother's face turned pale with pain, and even her voice was shaking as she said, "Vincenzo, let me go! Lia's still a child!" Vincenzo let out a sneer, his eyes full of contempt. "She's nothing but a fatherless kid! If you don't apologize to Carla, whatever comes next isn't my fault!" The guests all stood by and watched. Some looked uneasy, but no one dared to step forward. They were afraid of Vincenzo's influence, and they were even more afraid of getting dragged into trouble. One by one, they lowered their heads. "Sofia had a daughter before getting married, and nobody even knows who the father is..."

"Because I know everything. Because I've been watching you. Because I have people everywhere." "Then you know we don't have a choice." "You always have a choice." A pause. "Turn around. Come to me instead. I'll give you what the FBI can't." "What's that?" "The truth about your father. The real truth. Not the one Margaret told you. Not the one Viktor told you. The one only I know." "My father is dead." "Your father is Elias Hart." Another pause. "But your mother had other lovers. Other men. Other possibilities."

As much as I wanted to be by her side tonight I knew I wouldn't be allowed. I made my way through the woods and grabbed a car once in town to my coven. I was born to two witches but gifted a wolf from the moon goddess. My mother was only days from giving birth when she was attacked by Rogues. My father swore vengeance on the goddess herself for allowing such a beast to run free. My father was known as a powerful witch, one with powers beyond many in our time. That is why it is said the goddess heeded to his call. She didn't want a war with her children and the witches, especially one so powerful.

"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?"

He was holding a heavy silver crown. ​"Take it, Alaric," my father said. "Take the weight of the world. It will make you strong. It will make you a god." ​"I don't want to be a god," I said in the dream. "I want to go outside. I want to see the trees." ​"There are no trees for us," my father laughed. "There is only the Tower and the Beast. You are a Thorne. You were born to rule the dirt, not live in it."

It turned out that this kid came from a long line of Demigods, and his father was Moloch Club’s Demigod. Tyr didn’t say anything even though he remembered it. Instead, he asked, “Did you say I killed your son? Sorry, I’ve killed far too many people in the last few years, so I have no recollection of Kerrim. Perhaps your son is too frail, or he was just a nobody. I have no clear memory of him.” Tyr’s words infuriated Banjee right away. “Tyr, you're too arrogant!” Banjee emitted a cold aura in an instant. He was clearly exasperated at this point, and he couldn't wait to smash Tyr to bits.

My father glanced at my mother and then back at me. “How much do you know about the Order, son?” he asked, and I shrugged. “Probably more than you,” I said, and he huffed. “I doubt that, boy,” he said. “Harper is one of the Divine Warriors,” I said and both of their mouths dropped open in shock. “What?” my dad asked after he got his senses back. “No, that’s not possible,” my mum said, shaking her head. She looked at my father and I could tell there was a hint of fear in her.

Adam taunts, "but you won't get very far." He chases me into the living-room where I threaten, "Then I'll shift, and I'll pounce." "So will I. You think you can beat me in shifted form? I'm Alpha for a reason." "Oh, wow, the big bad Alpha," I tease. "You think I'm scared of you? My father is the devil. I was a demigod. You should be the one scared of—" I scream when he charges at me. "You're screaming pretty loud for someone who isn't afraid."

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

she said as her tears fall continuously. "We've been waiting for you to come home." Ana Mae stared at the man standing behind her real mother. "How silly of I, I forgot to introduce you to everyone," Aphrodite chuckled. "This is your father, Hephaestus the God of fire and blacksmith," she introduced her husband to their daughter. Hephaestus wasn't able to stop himself from crying and hugging his daughter. He rushed towards her and gave her a warm hug which made Ana Mae flattered.