Rather Than The Son I'll Take The Father Novels & Stories

I’m still hoping that maybe, just maybe, he'll finally see me as his son. I’m tired of him shoving to my face how much he favors Cole over me. I understand that I could never replace him as his successor. He's smarter and stronger than me. He knows how to negotiate with the enemies. He knows how to create alliances. He's the perfect heir to his position. Maybe, I should just accept the fact that he’s always going to be better than me. "Did you take your meds?" I asked, looking at him despite his negligence. Father started taking maintenance medicines when he reached the age of seventy. It's for his blood pressure. You see--he’s not getting any younger. It’s only a matter of time before he fi

- Father… - Don't call me father. You are no longer my son. You had a choice to make and you made it, now you stay with the family you chose. Don't think I won't continue hunting you. I will hunt you down because you deserve to be arrested, tried, and condemned as a traitor. As for you, bloodsucker, prepare to be an orphan. Your father dared to put his claws on my mate; I won't rest until he turns to ash in my hands.

he asked still smiling "You're our only blood so taking over your responsibilities as a Machelin and the company should be your major priority" his father stated "Yes that's true but just as you both failed to be good parents I'm also going to have to fail my duties as your son... Don't you think so????" "Who said you can choose... You'll handle your responsibilities as long as this Machelin blood runs in your vein and that is final"

"Then I'll take them myself. And I won't be nearly as gentle as your father was with your mother." The line went dead. --- End of Chapter Sixteen.

I pull it away. “I don’t want to become this person anymore.” His voice drops. “What about Malik?” I look toward the door of his room. “Malik will always be your son. But I won’t keep raising him in a home where he learns to wait for a father who may or may not show up.” “You can’t take him away from me.” “I’m not taking him away from you.” I look back at him. “But you need to understand something. Being his father isn’t something you get to remember only when you’re afraid of losing him.”

Father’s frown didn’t approve of my statement. “It’s my hospital, it’s my years of hard work, sacrifice and endurance that has brought me this far, and I will leave it to who would make it prosperous even when I am gone; someone who is equally hard working, reasonable, and responsible. I hate to say this but that person is not your mother, neither is it Thorne, that person is you, Theron.” I bit the insides of my mouth, resisting the urge to smile because mother was physically crumbling, in all their years of marriage, there hasn’t been a moment where father has ever been crossed with her.

“Nikolai is not that type of person. On the other hand, I couldn’t say the same for Mr. Laurent.” “What?” “The father, not the son.”

Tyler POV "I want you to give me a grandchild or else I will bequeath the company to Brianna. I have no choice son." my father said seriously while lying on his bed. I cringed at what he said and looked at Brianna badly. "Are you out of your mind dad? I'm your only son and Brianna is just my younger sister" I told her seriously.

He proclaimed it would be safer for me if I knew as little as possible. "I found my mate," I whisper through the phone. "That is amazing, Son!" My father practically screams into the phone. "You are one step closer to taking over for me." "It's not like that, Dad," I take a deep breath. "I had to reject her." "You what!?" My father screams into the phone. "She doesn't have a wolf or a lycan. I thought I did what you would have wanted." I try to explain myself.

says my father angrily, while the part of his arm that I scratched, begins to open more. “Try to lay a hand on him, Father, and I'll have no choice but to kill you.” I say firmly. My father smiles at me and speaks to me in a mocking tone. “It is evident that the son who would have loyalty and value for me, was the one who died with months of birth.” says my father and I feel the violent blow in my heart. “You're right, Father. My sister is the one who would be on your side, not me. So, go back and rethink if you want to meet your grandchildren... if you want to see how the Serrano’s don't disappear or if you'd rather die today.