Naruto Meets His Future Son Fanfiction

Dorian Keene was once untouchable—admired, feared, and cruel in the way boys are when they believe the world belongs to them. Caspian Vale was the opposite: quiet, brilliant, marked, and easy to target. What Dorian never admitted was the truth beneath the cruelty—he was terrified of how badly he wanted the boy he was meant to destroy. Years later, life shows no mercy. Penniless, grieving, and battling a worsening illness, Dorian takes a job that feels like a miracle only to discover his employer is Caspian. No longer the boy he buried, but a powerful tech mogul with an unreadable stare, a carefully constructed life… and a fiancée at his side. Dorian tries to keep his distance. Caspian pretends nothing ever existed. But desire doesn’t die, it waits. And the closer they get, the harder it becomes to tell where control ends and longing begins. As secrets surface and memories fracture, Caspian is forced to confront a truth he’s spent his life denying and Dorian must decide how much of himself he’s willing to lose for a love that was never supposed to exist. ~~~~~ “Once His Nightmare, Now His Employee” is a slow-burn MM romance that drifts from longing into obsession, where power shifts, choices cut deep, and loving the wrong man may cost everything.

"I didn't marry you because I wanted a wife, Elara, and I certainly didn't marry you because I loved you. I married you because the elders told me that children born of fated mates are the strongest, and I needed that power for my lineage. It was a genetic transaction, nothing more, and you were just the most convenient vessel available at the time," he said, and his words felt like physical blows. ​I felt the tears stinging my eyes, and I pulled the pregnancy test out of my pocket, but my fingers were shaking so much I almost dropped it. "I’m pregnant, Silas. I came here to tell you that we’re having a baby." ​"So you finally did your job," Silas said, his voice completely devoid of any warmth or joy. "That’s fine, you’ll carry the heir, and the pack doctors will look after you, but don't think for a second that this changes your status. You are an orphaned rogue with no standing, and you are utterly unworthy of being a Luna, so don't get any ideas about sitting on a throne next to me." ******* ​Three years of marriage to Alpha Silas Blackwood were a living nightmare for Elara. As an orphaned rogue, she was treated as a servant in her own home, a ‘vessel’, married only for the superior power of a fated-mate heir. The night she finally discovered she was pregnant, Silas shattered her heart for the last time, publicly humiliating her in front of his ex-girlfriend and his pack. ​But a near-fatal car crash changes everything.

Rosaline Whitaker survived the slums by learning how to outsmart predators. When her biological father finally brings her to his billionaire estate, it is not out of love. He wants to sell her in an arranged marriage to Victor Hargrove. Victor is the most ruthless CEO in the city. Her father needs Victor to save his failing empire. ​Helena refuses to be a pawn until he met Victor and ge refused to let her go

When I found out I was pregnant, I immediately went to buy abortion pills. When I decided to take the pills, I could hear my unborn son’s heartbeat. [Mom, please don’t abort me! I can bring you fortune!] [My dad is super rich. He loves simping and chasing women.] [He goes after innocent and strong-willed women. He gives away gifts freely, but the women usually would throw them away. I know where these thrown away gifts are!] I thought I must be crazy. I hurriedly swallowed the pills and drank water. [Several hundred grams of gold! The latest handphone! Tens of millions of jewelry! What’s more…] I gagged and spat out the pills into the trashbin next to my feet. “Where are they? Tell me now!"

One week after moving into my new home, my neighbor, Penny Halpern, suddenly knocks on my door and claims that my son, Benedict Geller, has been spying on her daughter, Monica Ritter, when the latter is bathing. "I saw everything with my own eyes! Every day, he'd cling to the windowsill and spy on me when I'm bathing! He even took pictures of me with a camera! "I'm so scared! Who knows what he's doing with those pictures? That boy really is disgusting!" Penny and Monica threaten me to call the police on Benedict if I don't pay them soon. Feeling rather puzzled, I just kick them out of my apartment. Unexpectedly, Penny summons all the neighbors in the residential area over to my place the next day. They all gather outside my door and begin insulting us at the top of their lungs. "Hey, pervert! Get out here and apologize to the victim!" "Take that perverted son of yours and leave this place! We want peace to be returned to our neighborhood!" When I tune the neighbors out, they begin smashing everything they can see at my front door. So, I can only call the police. When the police arrive, I bring Benedict out of the apartment before taking his sunglasses off. "Officer, I'd like to ask just how can my son spy on others, in this case?"

"Sign it. Your role as a breeding vessel is complete." I was Elowen Hart, a woman who believed in fairy tales until my husband, the cold and powerful billionaire Lucien Ardent, handed me divorce papers the moment my pregnancy was confirmed. Our marriage was never about love. I was a pawn, carefully selected by the Ardent family to produce a worthy heir, only to be discarded like trash once my purpose was served. But they underestimated a mother’s resolve. I didn't sign. I didn't cry. I disappeared. Five years later, the world knows me as Dr. Elowen Hart, a world-renowned surgical genius with a heart of ice and a reputation that makes the powerful tremble. I have returned to the city stronger, untouchable, and harboring a secret that could topple the Ardent empire: a son who bears Lucien’s exact gaze. When a medical emergency forces the ruthless Lucien Ardent to beg for my help, he doesn't recognize the woman I’ve become. He wants the doctor who can save his legacy, but he has no idea he is kneeling at the feet of the wife he once destroyed. The hunter has become the prey. And this time, I won't be the one who bleeds.

Finding out that you are the Son of the very first Lycan created can be a bit.. overwhelming! Especially when you never knew they even existed! Manny is newly home from the Marines and is just looking to settle down, when one day he has a chance encounter with Keya. A tiny touch from this girl is enough for him to want to make her wifey. Keya has had some intense run-ins with several boys and isn't looking to be in another overwhelming relationship. She meets Manny while at Papa's restaurant and didn't think too much about it when she gave him a hug to thank him, but boy was she wrong.. Secrets from Manny's past will have him doubting his family and finding out the truth will send him into an unknown location, shrouded in secrecy. Can he really be a Lycan? Do Supernatural beings exist? And if so, is he the offspring of the one and only Ancient Alpha, the Alpha that all other Alphas have to obey?! And what about Keya, what does her background hold? Join them on their journey to truth, love and discovery in a world where things are not what they seem. Warning this book contains near Rape, Violence, Harsh Language and Dark Content. And human, mystical creature relations.

He married her for a contract. She loved him for real. When struggling designer Amara signs a one-year contract marriage with cold billionaire Adrian Wolfe, she promises herself one thing — never fall in love. But love doesn’t follow contracts. One passionate night changes everything… and when Amara discovers she’s pregnant, she believes it will finally make their fake marriage real. Instead, Adrian divorces her. Accused of betrayal. Branded a gold-digger. Thrown out without explanation. Heartbroken and pregnant, Amara disappears — raising her son alone. Five years later, fate brings them back together. Adrian is now engaged. Powerful. Untouchable. But the little boy with her eyes and his sharp gaze? He’s about to shatter every lie. And when the truth explodes, Adrian must face the cruel reality: He didn’t just lose his contract bride. He lost his family.

When my mother-in-law was poisoned and clinging to life, my toxicology knowledge was her only hope. I ended the call and grabbed my coat, ready to rush to the hospital. My husband blocked my path. "Hold on! It's the opening of Ella's haunted castle today. You're bailing to play ghost?" I stared at him, telling him about the dire situation. The poison needed to be neutralized within thirty minutes, or it would be fatal. He rolled his eyes. "Your janitor mom can drop dead for all I care. I'll toss some Monopoly money on her grave if it shuts you up. Don't try to cross me here." His best female friend draped herself over him. "In a hurry to chase some side guy? Girl, your face is longer than Herbert's when he is all revved up. Right, buddy?" Their shamelessness was almost laughable. The kicker? Herbert thought it was my mom dying.

BASTARD SON OF THE VIKINGS Palermo does not forgive. Neither does it forget. When Guerrero Valenti, the feared leader of the Vikings, vanished, the city exhaled a dangerous calm—but only for a moment. In the shadows, enemies waited. Rivals sharpened their knives. And one woman bore a secret that could ignite every street in the city. Lucia Romano carried the child of a man who had disappeared into legend and rumor. A son who had not been claimed, not protected, not named. The city whispered of him with venom: the bastard of the Vikings. The boy was fragile, but he was a storm waiting to erupt. And every night, Palermo tested him. Masked men tried to snatch him from his crib. Fire, steel, and blood became his lullabies. Yet he survived. Every threat only sharpened his instincts, every scream hardened his mother’s resolve. But whispers spread faster than steel through the night—rumors of a man returning. A shadow that would claim everything, sparking fear in every heart: Guerrero Valenti. The father who abandoned him. The legend whose name alone commands obedience. The storm that will rise, carrying vengeance, blood, and fire. And when he comes, Every man who dared call the bastard his enemy will fall. Every street, every roof, every whispered corner will bow to the son of Guerrero Valenti or be washed in blood. This is the story of survival. Of fire and steel. Of a mother and her son. Of a father’s return. Even the earth is getting ready to absorb blood … the blood of those who call the legitimate son of the Vikings a “BASTARD", and collect necks........the necks of those fallen by the sword of GUERRERO VALANTI. And upon his return Heads will bow to the one they called a BASTARD .