Naruto Meet His Father Novels & Stories

I looked at my father in the eyes, “I’m sorry I disappointed you daddy. But I do love him and I’m carrying your grandchild. I hope you will be able to be part of our lives.” He shook his head, “If your still with him there’s no way I can be a part of your life Kay. I’m sorry dear, but this is all a mistake. I can’t be around him ill murder him I swear I will.” I thought about it if only my dad new it all he wouldn’t hesitate to go after him with a shot gun. That was the last time I saw my father, he looked at me with disappointment and anger as he stormed off and hasn’t talked to me since.

"I like stretching everywhere." Flames dance behind Mathias's eyes against her naughty words and a crooked smile appears on his face. Cassie smiles as biting her lip again and he leans to her face like he is going to whisper something. However, her father turns back to their side and Mathias straightens, lets her hand go. "The next time you should come earlier, buddy." Cassie's father speaks as he hands a beer to Mathias. "I hope I can, Peter." He replies with a sincere voice and takes the bottle. "Work stuff."

Then he turned to the judge with cold, steady eyes. “No,” he said clearly. “I do not wish to hold onto the adoption. I renounce it. Kael is no longer my son.” Kael exploded. “You can’t do that! You raised me! You’re my father! Blood is thicker than water, you bastard!” Security had to hold him back. He was screaming, face red with rage, tears of fury in his eyes. “After everything I went through because of you! You throw me away for a nineteen-year-old slut?! I’ll kill you both!”

"You're not the summoner that took my son. How many summoners have we missed? Where have you been hiding?!" Dad was crazed, his hair ruffled and out of place. His eyes were wide. Hunter glanced at me in surprise. "Yeah," I said, not taking my eyes off my father. This was such a great meet the parents moment, wasn't it? Hunter whistled to Mai, calling her back from my Dad, to sit by me. Dad moved back as well, until his back was against the thick plastic wall, getting to his feet with its flimsy support.

I sniffle and wipe my eyes as I rest my hands on my parents’ casket. “I know you’re wondering who the father is. Don’t worry—he’s nice, and he takes good care of me. I’ll bring him here to meet you two one day. He was a little tired, so I left him at home. I think you’d like him. And don’t say he’s too old for me, Dad. He loves me, and that’s all that should matter.” I smile. I know Gio’s probably up and worried about me, but I hope he understands once I tell him about today.

It scalded me terribly but anything was better than crying in front of my new co-worker on my first day. Anthony used his chopsticks and slurped silently at his noodles. It was too late to ask him to leave now. I guess we were going to eat together. “You know,” he said, sitting up and dapping his mouth with his serviette, “It isn’t much comfort but I lost my parents too. In a fire. I was seven at the time.” I nearly dropped my spoon and looked at him in disbelief. He lost his parents in a fire as well? What a coincidence.

I widen my eyes for this, how can someone be so cruel like that. ''Luc suffered a lot, when our father saw that he was ready, he decided to teach me how to be a Sub-boss. My training was much worse too, we had to learn to always be attentive. Even sleeping, our mind had to be well connected. ''This is impossible. '' I say surprised.

" Nothing about his words or actions resembled those of a usual five-year-old kid. The shock had made me pass out and collapse onto the floor. I had no idea how long I lay there, but by the time I finally woke up, the sun had set. Light leaked from the master bedroom, where Caleb and Emery were enthusiastically discussing how they would renovate the house after I died. I was unconscious on the floor, yet my biological son didn't bother to check on me. He was too busy scheming to seize my home. … "Enough, Dad," Caleb cut in. "That's all in the past, so why do you have to keep dragging it up, especially in front of such a large crowd? How is Nicky supposed to face his classmates and teachers f

The regret in his eyes was so thick I could almost taste it, a bitter, metallic flavor on the back of my tongue. "You're... you're with him," he stammered. "My father. You'd really choose him over us? Over our destiny?" "Our destiny died in the den, Kael," I said. I stepped back, the shadows pooling at my feet, swallowing the moonlight. "And as for your father, he doesn't just want my body. He wants my strength. He wants the monster you were too afraid to look at." I turned away from him, my heart pounding a steady, rhythmic beat of victory. The ghostly bond was still there, pulling at my wrist, but I didn't care. I would drag that tether behind me like a chain until it finally snapped.

I was only seven years old then, and could not comprehend the cruelty hidden in his words. Later, when he truly cut me off from everything, did I finally realize the kind of hell I had entered. No new clothes, no more soft and comfortable bed, and no food to fill my stomach. I even got my own dedicated water tap, fitted with a meter, and each month I had to pay the nanny, Nancy, for my water usage. At first, I thought this was merely a sudden educational experiment on my father’s whim. However, when I suffered from stomach cramps induced by extreme hunger and eventually collapsed, nobody came to my aid. That was when I realized my father truly intended to let me fend for myself to the end.