Rwby Weiss Father Novels & Stories

Jackson stated in a harsh tone. My dad looked at Ambrosia nearly studying her. "Ambrosia?" He asked. She gave a slight nod. "You have done a fabulous job with the vampires, I am honored to meet you. Your mate is correct. We can not keep you out." My dad said. "The council of wolves and white witches will be there as well." Tye said. "There isn't a council for the wolves and white witches." My dad retorted. "Yes there is. Newly found and will be blessed by the goddess herself." I stated. "Since when?" My dad asked. "Since the battle. They can explain it themselves." Ambrosia said. "Well how can I say no to that? Fine I will make sure that you are all together and well taken care of the night

father added. Ryder’s grip tightened around me possessively, and I know his mood had gone sour. I could feel his emotions even though he hid it very well from my father. He didn’t like to be reminded of Jordan or the events that led to his present predicament. I knew I still had to see Jordan for closure, and how I will bring up the topic without Ryder getting all paranoid is something I haven’t thought of. “You are welcome to stay in the werewolf palace if you want,” Ryder offers my father.

“Okay then, we’ll go back home first.” Ryleigh blinked, raised her hand, and waved back at her. “Bye!” After the car left, Ryleigh patted her chest. ‘The three rugrats are all the same. They only think of me whenever they’re up to something bad. If Zee were to find out about what I’ve done with them, would I be unfriended?’ “Oh, Mr. Goldmann turns out to be the kid’s father.” A voice that sounded abruptly from behind Ryleigh petrified her. She slowly turned her head backward to look at the man that was standing behind her, and she then raised her head to look at his face.

mom says and walks out and then I curse loudly. "Vic, I am so sorry. Roxy, that man, Max Dawson, is Blake's dad. That's why I didn't want my mom to find out. This is bad. I feel awful," I sigh. "What!?" Roxy's eyes are wide open and a scowl is drawn on her face.

“Ares…please, it was the both of them that plotted everything. You know how my father uses me, I love you, Ares, this…this wasn’t my doing “ Wendy cried, tears streaming down her face. Ares glared at the strange man I didn’t know, he was about uncle Lawrence’s age. “I had a lot of respect for you, not just because you’re Wendy’s father, but you were also a close friend of my father. You all disgust me!” Ares said and looked away. That was Wendy’s father? I should have seen it, she got her eyes from him and her evil too. “Ares…you were never worthy, Ares…of anything.” Wendy’s father said and I stared at him with wide eyes.

she said, turning to him with a warm smile. Benjeming Waltson walked in front of Wills Waltson : "Young lad, stop crying today?" Wills Watson rolled his eyes as he said, "I am his father. We have telepathy." Benjeming Waltson bared his teeth and laughed: "You are the boss. So, you have the final say. Third brother, I'm going to visit second brother in a while. It's fine when I'm not home, but since I am back and he's become a father, of course I have to go congratulate him."

Brett held on to Reid who started losing consciousness. “Alpha,” “Save yourselves.” He grumbled. “We need to report to the King. We need to tell him that we found them.” He smirked. “You know that man?” Brett asked. “He’s my father’s business partner, Win Raynolds. We thought that he was dead. He was partially the reason why Dad was in a coma. He and that Marquis bastard.” His world gets fuzzy as he holds tightly to the rock before he feels like falling.

“He’s my father.” His face changed instantly. “Camille? Are you Camille?” I hesitated and carefully replied “Yes”. You’re… you’re all grown up.” he said almost tearing up. He stood. “I’m Francis Weiz. Your father’s mentee—though he always called me his friend.” I stared at him, disbelief giving way to something warm and fragile. “I tried reaching you years ago,” he said. “But I was told you got married. The numbers I found weren’t connecting.”

he said. Evelyn met his gaze evenly. “About my father?” Reyes hesitated. “About what he might have kept from you. And about someone who just walked in asking for you by name.” Evelyn’s breath caught. “Who?” Reyes exhaled slowly. “He says his name is Cassian Ward.” Mason blinked. “Ward? As in—?” Reyes nodded grimly. “Brother of Malachi. Claims he used to work in the placement protocol. Claims he has proof your father wasn’t just involved... but helped start it.”

It was all impossible for him, though, if he kept bothering me further to complain about the way his life turned out. “Wayne, can you tell Elder Sean what Alpha Rick and I chatted about? I guess they really want to know” I asked, looking over at him. Wayne’s father was one of the most respected Elders in Blood Storm. “You!” I yelled from across the carpet, returning to face my angered half-brother. “Stay in your little position, or someday you and your beautiful mother could be kicked out,” I warned him with a snake-like smile on my face.