No Longer Your Son Novels & Stories

"He embarrassed our family name in front of the entire state! My business partners saw it! The press. The scouts. Everyone!" "Dad, I'm sorry," I choked out, tears burning my eyes. "I'm so sorry, please—" "I don't care about your sorry!" he shouted back. He turned to my mom. "I said he’s no longer my son." He pointed at the door. "He leaves tonight." "Clarence, let him stay in the staff quarters at least!" my mother begged, reaching for his arm. "It's midnight! He has nowhere to go!" "He's not staying on my property!" my father snapped, shaking her off. "He is no longer my son!"

He watches me approach with that cold smile playing on his lips, like he’s already won. “What do you want?” I keep my voice level. “Your daughter.” My jaw tightens. “You’re talking nonsense. Leave now if nothing important brought you here.” “This is important. You have no fucking idea how important this is.” He steps closer. “My boy was discharged today. He’s a complete bag of potatoes. Can’t put his words together. That’s how much you damaged him.” “I didn’t touch your son.”

Dad. Her phone buzzed on the counter. She looked at the screen. Justin Johnson. She almost did not answer. She answered. "Harper." His voice was different from every other version of it she had heard. Something in it had changed at a fundamental level in a way that facility visits and apologies did not fully explain. "I saw the article this morning. About your father." "I saw it too," she said.

Sharp enough to cut. "Zarek is not your son." The muscles in his jaw tightened. "He has never been your son." His face drained of colour.

I heard Dad's breath hitch on the other end of the phone, but I continued, "As it turned out, we were father and son. But I couldn't find a reason to celebrate because I finally understood that blood wasn't thicker than water. "Your unconditional love for Calvin over the last 20-something years had carved itself into your bones. As far as you're concerned, Calvin is your only son." Dad seethed, though I heard the guilt in his voice as he said, "You're being ridiculous!" "Am I?" I stopped pressing him and said calmly instead, "This is the last time I'll call you 'Dad'. From now on, Calvin is your only son, and I'll have nothing to do with you."

"Your mate life, I mean hope you haven't done something to her, I haven't seen her yet so don't spoil it with your nasty attitude," "C'mon mum, I just discovered that I have a gorgeous mate and you are expecting me to ruin it? Well for your information mum, I am now a changed person, you can. inform father." "Glad to hear that from you son, so no more chasing anything on skirt?" "No mum, no more. That old Julian is dead, buried and gone," Julian said meaning every word he said. He doesn't want to hurt Eva again.

he glared at me in disbelief. I doubled over in laughter, which only infuriated him the more. “Your car? You bought this car for me, remember? Because you couldn't bear having your darling son go to school on foot. Stop playing mind games and get the hell down. I don't want to be your friend, or have anything to do with you. You're my son's father, and nothing else. You severed our ties, so don't you dare act like I'm the one with a problem here.” “Wow,” he gaped at me. “I see you've probably found someone else, isn't it?”

"I mean, we were doing just great. But all of a sudden, you broke up with me, saying you were fed up with the relationship. I pleaded with you with my life, but you turned me down. What were you expecting me to do? "I got an awesome job in Korea and pleaded with you to come along with me, but you still refused. So, what should I have done? It wasn't my fault!" "Stop wasting your time, Scott and get out of my house. What happened between us is in the past and don't wanna think about it" I snapped. "Well, my son isn't in the past. I need him" "What son are you talking about?" I scoffed. "I don't have any child with you, Scott."

“WOW. Well. Thank you for your honesty. Now let me tell you this. Your sister is not our weakness. She is our strength. For her, nothing stands in our way. We will fight and we will kill anything that tries to harm her. Next thing. My position will never be yours. You are not worthy to get called a leader. You never have been. Which is why I have never given you anything except the nightclubs. You have no idea what it means to be a leader. You will never be the leader of this family. Last, never assert my name again. As of this moment, you are no longer my son. I am disowning you and I will banish you for life. You have 24 hours to leave the country or...” “Or what? You’ll send your little m

"I didn't come here to fight, son..." "Stop calling me your son. I'm no longer having any attachment to you. Just forget that you even gave birth to me."