Patroclus Father Novels & Stories

Placing her hand on his forehead, Aphrodite recoiled as if sensing something amiss. “What happened here?” she asked, her voice filled with concern. I took a deep breath, trying to steady my emotions. “It was Mavros,” I said, my voice shaking with both grief and anger. “He revealed himself and killed my father.” Aphrodite’s eyes widened with shock. “I’m so sorry,” she whispered. “He must pay for what he’s done,” I said, my voice firm. “I can’t let him hurt anyone else I love.”

Rolf, the one who devoted himself the most to the hunt for her and also because he is the traitor's father. If with a velut luna he was able to have such a strong and determined pup, imagine what will come of his mating with the genuine alpha's daughter, he will surely be the strongest of the whole race! That was what Kratos' thought a month ago. However, the smell coming from Bloodstain made him sick. "Looks like Daddy will have to teach you manners again," he says threateningly. "I want you to take your manners and put them where the sun doesn't touch," she replies using one of Margaret's many answers, which she has heard in the last month.

“His name is Patrizio. He’s from my grandfather’s hometown in Italy. He met your mother after coming here, she’s a hooker, he married her and then he died before seeing your face. You took your mother’s surname and she didn’t tell you much about him, am I right?” “Yeah, I just have a small photo of him,” she nodded. She became sad to know about her father’s death and she always wondered what kind of man he is. By the way, Hector tells about her father Ashley thought he must be a good person because he loved her self-centric bitch mother. And her mother sometimes used to tell that Ashley got his kindness. “He used to accompany me when I am little. I have a few pictures of him which he took wi

"What did she say?" Athena's gaze turned inward, as if reliving the moment. "Kate revealed that Ardolf's father had been a trusted ally of my father's, a bond forged in times of hardship. But when the darkness descended upon our realm, Ardolf's father made a pact with the very forces that sought to destroy us." Luka's eyes widened, disbelief mingling with anger. "A pact? What kind of pact?" Athena's voice was hushed, laden with sorrow. "A pact to ensure his own safety and power. He divulged our defenses to the enemy, leading them to my father's demise. It was a betrayal of the highest order."

I instantly with a huge curiosity replied, "Of course. I have plenty of time." "Actually my father, Luciano was the rightful king but he was betrayed and murdered by his own cousin, Cyrus along with my mother and elder brother. My grandma with the aid of these loyal people of my father saved me and from then we are living here," with a little hesitation, he looked at my eyes and added, "preparing for revenge and making our own solider."

She said. I laughed at her as I stand up and shakes my head. "Silver, you're forgetting one thing." I said removing invisible dusts in my clothes. Silver looked at me confused, "Wha-What are you saying?" she said. "I am the only son of the great king Lycaon." I said and saw Priam snickered. "I may night be as strong as Loki, or as calm and dependable as Priam but I have the blood of the greatest king ever existed here in Arcadia. I may be a fool, but I still possess the greats qualities of my deceased father" I said and tapped her by her shoulder.

Or he was just playing us again. “No one still knew the answer? I’ll give you a hint, Jera Young.” “Aulus Coleman! Does the name rings a bell?” It was Achilles’ father, right? Ares walks towards Jera, a lash of anger running thru his eyes as he slowly fills the gap that’s keeping them distant. “You don’t remember?” “Or you already buried all the past in the grave of my father!” Ares growled as he cup Jera’s face. I was shocked at his sudden unexpected burst, and even Achilles tries to put his attention to them.

"N–No… you're… you're lying." "You want the truth, right? Then hear them." Massimo didn't look away. "Zeus Trojan is the one who murdered your parents years ago."

Now, seeing them beside each other, there’s no denying that Bradley was a spitting image of Hektor. "My son," Hektor whispered, his voice filled with a bittersweet blend of longing and regret. "I never knew...I never had the chance to be there for you, to protect you. But from this moment on, I promise to make up for the lost time. I will be the best father you deserve. We won’t be separated again. Ever.” As Bradley's tears mixed with Hektor's, their shared emotions spoke volumes about the powerful bond they had discovered as father and son.

I cried for him when he told me his story. My father went by Andro Konstantinos, but that was not his full name. His full name was Alessandro Konstantinos Drivas; the last-born son of King Argo Konstantinos Drivas. My father’s family was killed after his father tried to kill the king after he had promised to aid him. His house was attacked, and my father’s older brothers were killed. His stepmother, King Dmitris’ sister, was imprisoned, and she was later exiled.