My Son My Hero Novels & Stories

“Thanks, Pops. That means a lot to me.” He looked over at the boys, one on each side of their mother. He looked at their mother. “It would mean even more if the rest of you felt that way, because I’ve got to tell you, as far as I’m concerned, boys, your dad is the biggest hero I’ve ever known.” Their eyes got big and round. Tate swallowed and looked up at his mom. “A hero? Our dad’s a hero?” “Well,” she said, putting her arm around him, “he saved Wade’s life,

Mom is one of the most famous reporters in the country. She exposes all kinds of wrongdoing, and the public hails her as a champion of justice. What she doesn't know is that while she's out fighting for other people, I'm being viciously bullied at school. When I finally work up the courage to ask her for help, she gives me a disgusted look and tells me to quit being so dramatic. Eventually, my bullies beat me to death and bury my body in a reeking drainage ditch. When my body is finally dug up, Mom is the reporter sent to cover the scene.

I shook my head. ⁠ ​“Not ser​iously.” “Well, I have.‌” ​ I looked‌ at her s‌uspiciou‍sly⁠. “Of course you ha​ve.”‌ ‌ She picked up her phone. “⁠For the boy⁠, I’ve decided on Hercules.”​ ​I almost ch‍oked on my drink. “He‍rcu⁠le​s?” “Yes.” “No.”‍ “Why not?” “Becaus⁠e I refuse‌ to send my son i‍nto school wi‍th the⁠ name Hercules.”

The grandfather says that the girl him is going to set up an arranged marriage with is the one who was with grandfather Lee when he helped Haven. In return, Haven dedicated his life to becoming Grandpa Lee's son-in-law and he promised to take care of Grandpa Lee's family. Haven hides his real identity at the request of Lee's grandfather, so that the Lee family will not become the enemy's target when they find out that Haven is the son-in-law of the Lee family. Since then, Clark's figure as the God of War as a military leader in the nation of medicine disappeared. The nation of medicine lost the god of war, the national stronghold.

A hero. I couldn’t blame Christopher for hoping that’s what his father was. I’d wondered during my fitful hours of sleep whether the little boy knew who and what his father was. I’d seen such a tender side to Joshua that I hadn’t believed existed. He might be a monster to the rest of the world, but to Christopher, the powerful man was the little boy’s entire life.

They instantly erupted. “Oh my gosh! Isn’t that Robert Helm? The billionaire from Meridian City? What is he doing here? “Wait... I heard him calling Justin his son! Is Justin the only child he has always kept so well hidden?” My father smiled warmly. “Guys, please wait a moment. I’ll introduce my hero of a son to everyone properly very soon.” The reporters were shocked. “So, the aviation hero really is his son!” “Kind, brave, handsome, and loaded. Mr. Helm is absolutely incredible.”

That made the woman’s expression ease up, and she placed her child on the couch. When Kayson went over, the boy looked at him curiously. “Mister, are you a hero too?” “Me? I’m no hero,” Kayson answered with a smile. The boy’s eyes glowed as he claimed proudly, “Then my dad’s better. My dad’s a hero!” Cameron stilled on the side and felt his eyes getting wet. Kayson took out the tonic and said, “Your dad’s a hero, so you should be a hero too. You can’t cry when it hurts later, okay?”

“Honey, Billy and I were manipulated by Lori. She has always been jealous because you’re better than her in every way. That’s why she put our son up to that livestream stunt to smear your name.” Following his father’s lead, Billy stepped forward and held my hand. “Mom, I’m really sorry. I should never have listened to Aunt Lori. This is all her fault. From now on, I’ll be a good boy and do everything you say. I’ll never misbehave again.” I looked at the boy I had once cherished as my son. Every trace of maternal love I had felt for him was gone. At that moment, he seemed like nothing more than an irritating pest I wanted to brush aside.

The moment I stepped off the plane, and without a care of how exhausted I was, I went straight to my son’s preschool, clutching a limited edition Iron Man action figure. It was something my husband, Jeremy Lynn, had promised our son but never followed through on. Hence, even though my business trip wasn’t technically over, I pushed through the pressure to come back early and surprise my son. It was the day before a big local fall festival, and the preschool was bustling with activity. My eyes scanned the crowd until I spotted him—my little boy, Daniel Lynn.

Sophia looked it over. It was a writing assignment. Who is your hero? The child looked nervous. "I picked you." Sophia blinked. "What?" The child nodded enthusiastically. "I wrote about you." Suddenly everyone nearby became interested. Patrick abandoned his argument. Dominic put down the spatula. Even Pasquale looked up. "Let's hear it," he said. The child immediately began reading. "My hero is my mom because she always helps people and never gives up." Sophia immediately felt emotional. "She takes care of our family even when things are hard."