Prodigal Son Returns Novels & Stories

He asked in a teasing tone. Mae rolled her eyes. “Same daddy you don’t talk to? I thought you didn’t want to be a part of the whole mafia business?” Aaron clenched his jaw. “Well, I’m a part of it now. I guess it’s time for some reconciliation, the prodigal son returns”. Mae gasped. “No”, she whispered. “Yes baby, I’ll protect you and our child with everything I have. I’ve got you for life my love”. Mae’s eyes watered and her hand went to her stomach.

Their voices were deafening. Yale turned his head to look at Huck and asked, “Where’s Darry?” Huck replied, “The young master should be on the way.” “What a good-for-nothing! Did he go looking for that woman again? Damn it! Why did I give birth to that disappointing thing!” Yale scolded angrily. He knew his son the best! He originally wanted to hand over the triad to his son, but his son was such a disappointment. He was always wandering around doing nothing while indulging in sumptuous entertainment. How could Yale hand the family to that prodigal son?

"As for me, I will choose my money. Because with that, I can live the life I have always wished for myself. I can help the people I want to help. I can help my family too. Your family turn their backs on you one day but at least, you still got your money with you, that is my answer. Thank you." She was clapped for. "Iris Williams of Gateway Academy. Family or money." Daniel asked and pointed the microphone to my mouth. "Thank you for the question," I said and cleared my throat away from the microphone. "Money could leave but your family would never leave you if they are truly your family. You could say you want your money and eventually, you will run back to your family. Just like the prodig

The return of his three top prodigies brought relief, and with two out of three of his sect's prodigies safely returned, the Grandiuno Sect appeared relatively strong compared to others like the Purevoid and Marvair Sects, who had sent out two disciples but only received one back. Jason, the leader of the Deifirm Sect, shared a similar sentiment. Simeon, his only son and a prodigious talent, had ascended to the second level of paragon at a tender age. Jason could not bear the thought of losing his son in the Starry Sky Battlespace, and was overcome with relief upon seeing Simeon unharmed. Pride swelled within him as he noted his son's attainment inching closer to that of level three paragon.

That had been over six months ago and since then I'd restarted my life, taking my place back in the family but it was difficult when everyone held me in low regard. I knew that I was on a thin line right now. I knew that my father had given me the grace to return back home. I knew that at this moment I was a prodigal son still awaiting forgiveness and that was what I was going to get My mind was already made up. I wasn't going to lose this second chance and disappoint my father. I was going to make it all up and redeem myself to my family. And if it meant suffering these stares, so be it.

For a second, I thought he was going to kill me until he took me up with a proud smile. “The prodigal son finally returns.” He acclaimed while Athena scoffed. “Welcome back to the family my boy.”

“I informed them last night that you were coming back.” “And were they happy about it?” I pressed, watching him carefully. He hesitated, and that silence alone was enough to answer me. I let out a bitter scoff, shaking my head slightly. “Of course they are not,” I said quietly. “I am basically the prodigal daughter returning without permission.” “You know Papá can be unpredictable,” Xavier said gently, reaching for my hand again and squeezing it reassuringly. “Let us hope for the best reaction. Besides, he has something he wants to tell you, and I think you might actually be happy about it.”

There was a slight pause before Jonah replied, "Name it." And so it began. One by one, Daniel reached out to old allies, figures from a past that he rarely spoke about but never truly left behind. These were men and women who had served alongside him, ex-Navy SEALs, elite soldiers, and others whom he had aided in one way or another throughout the years. Each conversation was brief, but the gravity of each exchange was evident.

I query, and I know that it is impossible because, his brother doesn't even stay there, right? Heck! I just realized that I do not even know where that beast went! God please, protect him! "Jerol? He turned the invite down so we are not expecting you guys? Or did he have a change of mind?" "Invite? What invite?" I ask because I seem to be in the dark. "Didn't you know? Grego organized a family dinner. Seems like the rebellious prodigal son has come to his senses and is willing to make amends for his shortcomings." He says.

She only kept shaking her head and crying. "Tom, Jane." Grandpa had been silent all this time. He suddenly spoke up. He leaned on his cane while he walked out of his room. "You made your choices. Now face the consequences. Evan is not wrong." "Dad!" My parents both looked at him in shock. "I told you long ago not to play favorites. Don't chase recognition and forget your own roots." He walked to my side and patted my shoulder. "Evan, I support you." He then turned coldly to Serena and Logan's family. "Our family has supported you for twenty years. That's more than enough. Take that 600 grand and live your life. From now on, leave my son's family alone."