Seventh Son Novel Novels & Stories

I don't want them to know I have a son; it's something very personal to me, not for any slut to know. I know the forty-minute drive like the back of my hand; it's the same as always, ever since I started having visits with him. I pick him up from daycare, take him with me, lock myself in my apartment all weekend with him, and drop him off on Monday mornings before going to university, if I don't skip classes. When I arrive and park the car, my mood is completely different. Owen makes me different. I feel great with him, and feeling like I have someone to take care of is good for me to not be an asshole and not give a shit about everything I do. I think if I didn't have him, I would have kill

"Young Master? Mr. Wells' son?" Luna nodded and pointed to one of the framed pictures. A young man stared intensely at them. His eyes caught Sylvia's gaze first. Deep forest green eyes that stared broodingly. His brows were full and neatly trimmed. His hair, black as ever was tousled atop his head, slightly falling over his eyes. His lips were pressed into a fine line, fitting his square jaw so perfectly, Sylvia wondered if he was real or just a figment of her imagination. He was beautiful. And he was the son of her enemy. Shaking her head, she reminded herself of the reason why she was there in the first place. She was there for her father's killer. Nothing else, not even the gorgeous Da

I had just finished my night shift and was eating tacos at a roadside stand when my phone suddenly buzzed. "Are you Kevin Weston's father?" "Please come to the Southvale police station. Kevin smashed the windshield of a luxury car parked by the road. The owner is demanding 50,000 dollars in compensation!" The officer's stern voice came through the phone. I froze. The taco I had just picked up with my fork slipped right back onto my plate. "Officer, you must have the wrong person. My son drowned and died three years ago. We even have his death certificate." But the officer clearly didn't believe me. He flipped through some records and continued, "You're Justin Weston, a security guard at the

He had appeared far earlier than I had expected. My shocked gaze triggered Jeremy. He said angrily, “Charlotte, come home with me. I’ve already found the best doctor in the whole world for you.” “It’s fine, Jeremy. Xander has already made arrangements for me.” When Jeremy heard me mentioning Xander, he grew even more furious. “Do you know who he is? I’ve looked into his background. He’s the youngest son of the White family. He went overseas when he was in his teens over a woman. “Such a playboy must have ulterior motives to get close to you. Don’t believe in him, Charlotte.”

So much for that message. Lucifer climbs to his feet and stares angerly at his son. "That's the Seven I remember from the past. Being a married man has made you weak, son." "I'm strong enough to defeat you, old man." Lucifer shoots out a blaze of energy that paralyzes Seven and lifts him off the floor. He's soars towards his son. "You will never be my equal, Seven. You better remember that." Lucifer opens a low wooden door and pushes him through the small opening. The stairs leading down are steep and difficult to master with tied hands. It's dark and a cold breeze fan their faces on the way down.

His mother had been angry ever since then and true to her words, she never called him her son anymore. What was worse? She hardly came out of her room. She stopped giving Seven the early morning kiss she would give, after all, he was not her son any longer and his father was too busy to help him appeal to his mother. He could forfeit everything but not his mother. He was to be made the Alpha on his twentieth birthday, a day after Hazel’s birthday. Seven had met Stephanie about three times ever since that night and they had got to hang out and talk a lot but she was not as intelligent as Hazel. Although she was more enticing physically, she lacked a lot intellectually compared to Hazel.

But wasn't Vincenzo Giovanni's son, just like his dad. Would Giovanni harm his own son, for betraying him? Josh didn't think Giovanni could be that cruel, however at the same time he couldn't say that he knew Giovanni well, he was still new to this family and didn't understand anyone. Josh leaned against the wall as he continued to listen in while waiting for Antonio to finish up his conversation. Eventually, Antonio spotted him and stopped the conversation to approach him. Josh gave him a half smile,“Can I talk to you?” Antonio nodded, however he noticed the half smile. He could tell it was something serious Josh was about to ask. “Yeah. What is it?”

Jean’s breath hitched, and her hands shook violently. She looked at the doctor, her lips quivering. “What did you say? Can you repeat that?” The doctor was confused. “Don’t you know that your eldest son has a sweet potato allergy?” Ignorant of the pain and distress written all over Jean’s face, the doctor asked, “By the way, where is he now? I’ve stocked up on a new batch of allergy medication. He can just pop one of these if he mistakenly consumes sweet potatoes again.”

I asked as I felt Oceanton's biting wind cut across my skin. Quinn went silent for a long time. "Conrad, I..." I did not want to hear her explanation and hung up. A few minutes later, my phone started to vibrate again. My mother's broken sobs came through the line. "Conrad! I couldn't believe I have a son like you! You were someone's… Someone's boy toy for seven years?! You made your father so angry that he had a heart attack! The surgery is going to cost fifty thousand dollars! Where are we supposed to get that much money..."

He said and Seven stopped,,he faced him back "What do you think?" Seven asked and Theo scoffed "What should I think? It's crazy,,murderers like you doesn't deserve to be happy" Theo said coldly to his face Seven folded his fists and let out a fake smile "What about you? You're not a murderer,,are you happy too?" He asked and Theo glared at him "I hope calling me that makes you happy at least" Seven said and Theo grabbed his collar "Do you know what I wish for anytime I see you?"