Ra's Al Ghul Son Novels & Stories

MARIAN I slammed the door of the private room behind me, fury simmering under my skin. My heart was pounding, my hands clenching into fists. Nelson, the leader of the spy guards, stepped forward with that smug, calculating look he always wore, like he already knew the chaos he would unleash. “Return, Marian,” he said coolly, his eyes scanning me and Barney. “You need to know. Alpha Jake’s son… his name is Gary. And the mother? Alyanna Hendricks.”

He ignored my answer and continued to listen. "Buona sera, I'm Brigoure Cyprus Hale the former leader of the Hales Organization. I just want to thank you all for coming tonight and I'm actually here to welcome the new leader of the Hales Organization; My son, Brigor Damaris Hale!" "What the fuck?" Valerius said. "Holy spirit?" I said can't believe what is happening. He's in good terms with his family now? "Good evening, I'm Brigor Damaris Hale also known as Brigor Sapphirus Griffin the elder son of Brigoure Cyprus Hale and Maria Rosalina Hale."

Rhayghar sported a lopsided smile that suited him a lot as he said, "He took all of his sentinels from inside the house with himself just as I wanted." "What about those guarding outside the house in the back? How did you get rid of them?" "My brother Johnny… He called them to the front.” Rhayghar said proudly. "You have a brother?" "He's my father's Beta's son." Rhayghar said. "After my father's death and the obliteration of my pack, he took me in. He raised us both like brothers and since then we've been together."

Henry laughed, a harsh, ugly sound. “Oh, I think you know. For years, my father, Alpha Vorlag, was... fond of you. Very fond. So fond, in fact, that he blessed you with a son. An Alpha blooded son.” He pointed a thick finger at Rhys, who was now standing near the platform, a strange, triumphant look on his face. “Rhys Veridian! Or should I say, Rhys Kaelen! My half brother!”

ALPHA GREYSON (Part 2) As I glanced at the man in front of me, I felt weak. As I recognized him, I clenched my teeth. I'm familiar with him. I once saw him at the palace with my father. He is... Alpha Ricci's son, the successor of the South White Pack, deserted their pack and vanished like a puff of smoke.

“Send some spy to Dallas to spy on their past lives for the previous five years till date. His heir apparent, his strength, his weakness, his attitude to women, check if he loves drugs or drinks or party?“ I hung up after giving my orders. ***" Five days after, the burial date of Arnold was fixed, invitation were given to everyone except me. His son Alex was the complete replicate of his father, except that he will be more ruthless, and cunning. I heard he resent me so much, saying he will never forgive the killer of his father untill he's no more. He's just a kid, and he could get mad to any cost he did wants but no matter whom he chose to alliance with, it wouldn't still bother me.

he replies without looking up, and I know he will tell us everything. That isn’t much to go on, but it is already more than what the other rogues know. “Have you seen his wolf?” “Yes, it is gray with black patches on his right side.” “Isn’t that what the Beta's son, Mark’s wolf looks like?” Gabriel mind-links me as he fists his hands and turns away from the prisoners, staring at me dumbfounded. Our father’s Beta has a son around our age. He was about to take his position but left when he realized he wouldn’t be the Beta of Black River. It was years ago. He had plenty of time to build a rogue camp if he wanted revenge. Is he really after us?

His brown hair was streaked with grey, his skin leathery with age, but he still looked as muscular and formidable as Raphael remembered him. “I remember ordering you not to disturb me for the rest of the night,” Alpha Riad growled, still writing. The sound of his voice hadn’t changed. It dragged sharp knives across Raphael’s nerves. “Yes. But this one claims to be your long-lost son. I thought you might want to confirm it yourself, if there was a chance, however small,” the soldier said casually. He didn’t even sound convinced. Like he already knew how this would end. At that, Alpha Riad looked up. His thick eyebrows almost masked his eyes, but the glint in them was unmistakable.

Rhydian Frost, son of Alpha Kael of Gravefang Pack. Tavian Ashborne, son of Alpha Soren of Ironvein Pack. Astarian Grey, son of Alpha Lucien of Nightrein Pack. The sons of his family’s murderers. They had no idea what they’d just let through their gates. They would see exactly what he wanted them to see: a broken wolfless charity case, powerless and pathetic. Aurelian took a breath and crossed the threshold into enemy territory.

How in hell was he supposed to tell her that he meant to find the Shining Keeper—and kill her? Araheen’s gaze moved past him. She stiffened when she saw the boy standing nearby. “Gildeon... that’s your...” He nodded. “My son. Not alive in the flesh, but his spirit is here.” He looked at Daego. “And that man is my father.” She looked at him sharply, confusion plain on her face. So he told her everything, including Ghulik being here. When he finished, Araheen held his gaze and asked again, “What are you planning to do?”