Shark Tale Lenny's Dad Novels & Stories

I hurled out every effing thing inside my gut. “Damn ! Where did you guys go to party ?” Dad Lucan said as he used his powers of Alchemy to soothe me down. Dad B must have mindlinked him to come up to the washroom. “That is not because of alcohol, dipshit,” Dad B chided Dad J. “What is it then ? Oh God ! Is that deer meat ?” Dad J asked mildly- umm …. horrified ? “Yeah ! We went to hunt together and the poor pup won’t stop spilling her guts out since then,” Dad B worriedly said.

She said in a louder voice, “Your father is in no position to speak to anyone, Cole big boy. He has been dead for some time now.’ Cole stared at her, the words not making sense in his crazed brain. “What the f*ck are you saying, you stupid c*nt?’ he yelled. She blew a smoke ring coolly and said in a hard tone, ‘Someone has been taking you for a fu*king ride, kid. Cos the Boss ain’t your Daddy.’ Cole shook his head and opened his mouth to scream at her although his senses told him she was not lying. “Your father was the man they called Shark. A low-lying rat and a mean one at that.’ She puffed at her cigar, rocking on her heels as she watched him, enjoying the thrill of having taken him by su

“The pain you’re both feeling is too much. Your dad and I agree—you need to sort your shit out before one of you dies from it. I’m not letting my kids kill themselves over one damn year.” I look to Dad, surprised. He yawns and nods. “Agreed. Your lives are worth more than a timeline.” “Noted,” I mutter, glancing outside—and spot him. I growl. “Dad, we’ve got a Tim to kill.” Mum frowns. “Wait—what?” “So much happened last night,” Dad explains. “Lenny came to see her. Said Tim is the spy. He’s been trying to lure her off territory so the humans could take her.”

“Take Maggie Thatcher. She wrecked this country—mines, docks, factories. Now she’s rotting. Had a stroke. Doesn’t matter what you are—destroyer or dinghy—the salt gets you in the end. When she goes, I’ll piss on her grave.” He drained his glass. I signalled for another. “Did Bobby look like his father?” I asked. “Nah. Big lump of a lad. Glasses. Worshipped Lenny—followed him everywhere. Puppy dog. Ran errands, made tea. Sat outside here drinking lemonade while Lenny had his pints. Then they’d cycle home.” Bert warmed to the memory. “Lenny was a merchant seaman. Tattoos all over his arms. Didn’t say much, but once he got going, stories for days. Good man. Too good. People take advantage of th

He grunted, pulled out, and spun her around. “Open your mouth,” he ordered. Lena obeyed instantly. He jerked himself fast and hard. Then with a deep growl, he spilled his hot cum all over her tongue and lips. She swallowed without hesitation, licking her lips clean. “Good fucking girl,” he panted, cupping her cheek. Just then… A voice rang out from the front door. “Dad? Lena?” Harper. Lena’s heart dropped into her stomach. Everett’s eyes locked on hers.

"Still my weak son, aren't you? You can't even look into my eyes. C'mon, Damon. Look into my eyes." "Fuck you, Dad." And the next thing, I was pinned against the wall, fighting to get his grip from around my throat. "Let me go!" He burst into laughter. "I won't. And what are you going to do?" Lena planted her feet into the ground and hit him with a blast of ice. It bounced off him and she stared back at him in shock. "Impressive."

"Noel, no one will yell at you nor be mad at you for whatever reason was that L… you're... Your dad was at that time." He nodded his head as he started to explain to us. “When we went fishing, well I didn’t like that we couldn’t save the little fishes. The first fish I caught I took it as my dad showed me and I unhooked it and was about to throw it back into the lake when dad shouted what am I doing.

Jordan pov Lena says the masters are here. I feel absolute dread as we get to dad's office panel. I put in the code, and it slides open, revealing mom and her pups. She sobs seeing us and quickly ushers us in. "Dad won't answer, and Jack won't either. Im worried," she trembles. I sigh as I sit, Angie on the couch, and cover her with a blanket. A few pups scoot her way, and she opens the blanket. I love how she forgets her surgery pain to comfort others.

“You are not allowed to die Darryl. Did you hear me? Come back up now! You are not allowed to die! Come back, come back now! Lily could not control her tears. She stood by the sea and cried inconsolably. “You are not allowed to die. Did you hear me? Did you hear me…” Her voice was getting softer as she soon completely lost her strength. “Who said that I’m dead?” Just at that moment, a voice came from a distance. Lily looked up and saw Darryl’s head slowly emerging from the water. His body was covered with blood while holding a dead shark in his right hand. A ten feet long shark was dragged by him to the shores effortlessly.