Papa Darling In The Franxx Novels & Stories

My panda is sitting beside my grandma while my brother was sitting beside maa. I started to serve them ... " Where is Varun ? " my dada Ji asked my papa "He is attending a phonecall " my papa answered Monster also came and set on the seat beside my papa... " Amoli you serve him...I will serve food to my babu today " my grandma said to me ... Noooooo noooooo I don't want to ....but I can't say it aloud... I went towards that big lizard monster and started to serve him food and suddenly I set on his beside chair with a thud because he pulled me on his bedside chair.

My father says, full of sarcasm, and theatrical gestures of his hands. “Cut the crap Papa, you know why I am here. Now where are they?”I say with a bored tone. My Papa’s red eyes flick to Maddox as a slow nasty smile slides over his face. “Why, Lyra, you brought home a pet. Never take you are the dog type” He taunts Maddox trying to get a reaction, before my mate can say anything, i grab his hand. I smile at the shock on my fathers face as he spots our hands as I lace our fingers together.

His entire form was rigid. “Our friends in Paris call their father Papa, can we?” Nathan added, sharing his brother’s excitement. Dante’s grip on the cup tightened. I needed to get their attention fast. “Michael, Nathan, do you want more waffles?” “I guess he doesn’t want us to.” Michael sighed. Both boys looked down at their plates. The happy smiles on their faces curled into sombre ones. “You can call me Papa. If you want to.” Dante shrugged, acting nonchalant, and they perked up.

“It was already too late. For all was just a big dream in the making. Waan never left his sleeping room nor the bed on which he was lying on. In fact, Waan had just urinated heavily on the bed and grandma was already knocking to come in. “Hahaha, hahaha. Pee-pee you can`t do that to me. Pee-pee, pee-pee.” Junior and his parents couldn`t stop laughing as he kept on repeating, “pee-pee, pee-pee.” In the midst of these trio joviality climate, Franck`s phone rang with an unidentified number. He removed it from his pocket and answered the call. But a female voice took over. CONGRATULATIONS! “My sincere greetings Franck Dubila. You`re smart, brilliant and strong. In as much as I want you to swallo

Ezio beamed at my words, his attention turning towards his father. "Papa! Mama loves the flowers," he exclaimed, his voice filled with delight. Each time Ezio uttered the word ‘papa,’ I couldn't help but notice the unmistakable gleam in Erdem's eyes. It had been two weeks since Ezio first called him Papa, yet the joy and pride he felt never faded.

Because how do you explain supernatural politics, broken bonds and life gems to a man who built his world on logic and order. Dada took a deep breath, the kind that means he’s trying very hard not to lose control. Then he turned and followed Uncle James and Papa toward the medical wing. Papa was still holding Alexandra in his arms, blood running through the tube from his body into hers. He looked pale already but he refused to slow down. Halfway down the hall, Dada stepped forward and gently but firmly carried Alexandra from Papa so the blood flow through the tube would move more freely. That image burned into my brain.

"But how about you?" "I will be fine." "But Mama. I don't want to stay here anymore. I was so scared last night. What if he'll hurt you again? We need to escape from here. Who is my Papa? Maybe we can ask for help from Papa's relatives or help from the police? I heard that bad guy say my Papa's name is Zachary ." "Yes, your Papa is Zachary, Zachary Anderson ." "Zachary Anderson? The son of Zoren Anderson, the owner of Anderson corporation?"

“Principessa.” Papa was in a wheelchair, looking up at the tall man standing at the edge of his gleaming desk. His eyes met mine through the man’s lean physique, slightly blocking the full view. From where I stood, I saw the scarlet spots of blood on his shirt, and I thought I recognized his jawline. “I know.” Papa wheeled his chair back behind the desk. And when the man turned around, grinning, my heart sank to my stomach. He raised his left hand, the one with the dark serpent coiled around the dagger, and waved. “Hi, again.”

My papa shouted angrily. "Really? How can you kill me? I'm just asking for that little thing. Why can't you give it to me?" The man that papa called Roman said smirking. Papa shook his head, an indication that he would not give them what they were asking or looking for. Roman punched papa in the stomach, after a while he stopped and walked towards mama's direction. Roman tweak my mama's hair and violently laid her on the sofa bed.

A sharp cry tore through my mouth and I collapsed on the floor because of Xillian's blow. I heard a hiss and my eyes snapped in front of me to see Papa. I gasped. Four people were holding him. They had silver chains tied around his wrists and a thick one around his waist. "Papa.." My voice cracked. "Release her or else I will drown your entire fucking kingdom." Papa snarled. Xillian let out a cruel smirk. "I'd love to see you try. Water is made out of air. H2O. Hydrogen and oxygen. I'll simply break the bond and turn it into air again."