Rocky Speech To Son Novels & Stories

Aiden stepped close to my father while touching his shoulder. "He tried to kill my father!" I pointed my finger toward Rocky to see his reaction. "What?" Mr. Aiden's eyes darkened as he picked Rocky up while grabbing his collar. "You, bastard. Who are you?" Mr. Aiden punched Rocky in the face. "How dare you hurt my son?" Mr. Aiden couldn't help but scream while punching Rocky in the face once again. "Where do you belong? Who is your boss? Who has given you the order to kill my son?" Mr. Aiden asked a question while grabbing Rocky's collar with both hands.

I heard Rocky taste what they said. "Alright, Rocky, hurry up and maybe my son will change his mind," Daddy Andrew joked while laughing. As Rocky walked to the car he still didn't drop me off, I couldn't help but smile at our family's jokes and support. The love and support they give us is so great. When we got to the car, Rocky opened the door and carefully let me in. "Don't worry, Angie. I'll do anything to make you happy," Rocky said as he caressed my cheek.

"Haha! Are you kidding me? Whoever killed your son gave me a slap on the face! I'm reaching Empire Club soon. Don't worry. I'll bring justice for you. Let me do this. I'd like to see who dares to challenge me!" With that, Rocky hung up. Stanley's eyes were filled with tears. He lit a cigarette, and leaned against the door. "We'll wait for Mr. Rocky." He felt warm on the inside. Soon, Rocky arrived. "Everybody, come with me! Nobody will stand in our way today!" Rocky waved his hands, and charged forward. While Rocky walked to the Imperial Room, every corridor he walked past was filled to the brim with his men. "Which bastard killed Bear's son?" Rocky shouted angrily, kicking the door open.

I want to show people that it is okay to be in a slump , it is okay to some times fall…but it is not okay to stay down. “ The world ain't all sunshine and rainbows. It's a very mean and nasty place and I don't care how tough you are it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently if you let it. You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. But it ain't about how hard ya hit. It's about how hard you can get it and keep moving forward. How much you can take and keep moving forward. That's how winning is done! Now if you know what you're worth then go out and get what you're worth. But ya gotta be willing to take the hits, and not pointing fingers saying you ain't where you wan

" Throughout his speech, I never heard his voice waver; he was keeping it sturdy, using what I like to call 'the Alpha voice', speaking as if he were in a council meeting and not to the son of his late friend. "We moved ahead, going further than either of us knew until we hit a cave at the base of the Azure Mountains. The same one your father describes in his book." I was waiting, expecting a response from Leo, but nothing came. No movement, no rebuttal, not even an inhale. I could see Leo in the crack of the frame. He wasn't wearing his weapons belt that he had arrived with, and his golden eyes were narrowed in on my father.

Normal… What is normal anyhow? My father used to tell me to speak normal, to act normal. He’d whup me or do worse if I declined. But once I have made up my mind, I’m like a dog with a bone. You can’t change my mind, no matter how hard you try. And my father tried. Oh, Goddess, he tried. This is how I speak; this is how I am. Take it or leave it. I’m mule-stubborn and twice as ornery.

My skin prickled at the obvious contempt and shame in his voice as he spoke of his son. “I wish one day he could snap out of this silly traumatized phase and remember how to be a man. Liook at our pack…every day we face attacks from a mad man who had crowned himself king of the rogues and my own son, who should be leading an army by now cannot even defend himself properly.” I opened my mouth to respond—to what, I didn't know—when I heard footsteps on the stairs behind me. I turned. And forgot how to breathe. He was gorgeous.

Josh muttered, having no words to comment. Sighing exasperatedly, Josh's grandfather said, "You don't approve do you? Are you disappointed in your grandfather?" He asked, his expression slightly serious. 'I'm not surprised Josh, after all, you're your mother's son. But if you don't willingly agree, I'm afraid I'll have to cut you off.' he thought to himself, as he looked at Josh waiting for him to say something. Josh struggled to find the right words, he was indeed disappointed with the revelation ,but he struggled to find the right words to tell his grandfather what he thought. "I, Umm… I'm just surprised, that's all." He said stutteringly.

I just entered a taxi real quick. Memories flooded me as I sat in the car. All the moments spent with Jeremy.Jeremy was tall with dark brown hair, a sharp jawline with a hint of stubble.His hazel-green eyes were my favorite features and his broad shoulders with bulky muscles. He was his father’s only son in charge of the multi billion dollar business across the majority of the states.

His little face turned bright red. Caden spoke up from the side, his voice low. "I already called Tommy's dad. Tomorrow I'm going to the school myself to have a chat with your homeroom teacher and those kids who've been running their mouths." He put particular emphasis on "have a chat". I could just picture Caden's cold face looming over a bunch of six-year-olds. Felix's face went from red to pale and back again. Finally, his pudgy little hands twisted together. "Daddy, do you have to go to school…"