Shark Tale Lenny's Dad Novels & Stories

With no transportation network to bring in food and supplies, the city quickly degenerated into a lawless ghost town filled with deserted hotels and casinos, not to mention creatures from the other world prowling the shadows. “So, Leah,” Dad says, looking at me, “we’re all here. What’s going on?” I love the way he asks the question without judgment, even though I pulled him away from work in the middle of the day. Still, I hesitate, not at all sure how to begin. Radar has no such problem, though, and she jumps right into the silence. “We swam with some dolphins today,” she says. I glance around the table. Everyone but my mom and dad look puzzled or surprised. My parents’ expressions are blan

The next day my dad rushed to meet his Lena with the pet fish Cherry Barb. Lena. That's how he called her. It nauseated me even more than hearing her call her fish pet Pink. A part of me believed she never loved her fish pet she claimed to be. She hardly fed the fish. And the more she loved her pet when it died and she could play her blame cards on me. She was a spineless girl back in the old days who went around wrecking tantrums just because she didn't get her ponytail tamed and sleek. She'll dump oils in my hair and keep her paint-dipped hands over my birthday gown. And she'll laugh like an innocent child and make excuses she didn't know what she did and it was an accident.

Leo asked. "Nervous," Lenny replied, running his hands through his hair. "Even though you've watched nine siblings go through it already?" Leo asked. "Especially because of that. It looks painful," he replied. "Ahh, only the first hundred or so times," Leo said, slapping his hand onto his brother's shoulder and Lenny's face dropped. Leo's curled into a smile, "Kidding... anyway, where is Dad?" "In the backyard, why?" "I need to talk to him about something," he replied. "Can I leave Ella with you, Len?"

My dad was feeling proud of Uncle David and Arthur uttered, “Lena went far away this time, uncle Bill. You wouldn’t believe if I said that there were so many of them and only the two of us. I was only worried for Olivia.” “They were sent to kill my only child. I couldn’t believe Lena would go this far.” My dad didn’t seem normal to me. He is stressed and I tried to calm him down. “Dad, everything is fine now. I am right in front of you and Lena won’t dare to do anything to harm me now.” Despite everything I said to him, the expressions still remained distressed on his face. Then the door knocked and Uncle David peeked through the door, waiting for permission to enter. “My King, can I enter?”

I look up to see Damon glaring our way. "Sure, daddy’s little angel." I stare at him, shocked. "What?" My dad turns and looks at him. "Oh, I forgot, we all act like little Trix is a virgin, but we all know she isn't. She likes her bikers." I feel my heart shatter, my dad glancing around. His eyes settle on Trevor. Shit! "You!" My dad steps towards him. "Not me. I think you should look closer to home, Scorpion, two people very close to your home, as news travels fast."

He would've recognized me because I've sent him a voice note quiet a number of times even though he had always refused to do likewise, probably because of insecurity. I exhaled and kept walking. The house was quiet when I got home but my dad was still up and was sitting in front of the television. With how serious he was watching, I guess something was wrong and glanced at the screen only to see a news segment about strange movement near the outskirts of the city, possible werewolf activity detected in the area.. "There's money on the table for food," he said without looking at me when he noticed my presence. He then stood up and dusted his jeans like he was going out or sort.

He looked at me, then huffed and turned away. I ignored him as well. I caught him sneaking glances at me. His little face was all scrunched up, like he was trying to figure out why I wasn't trying to make up with him like I used to. From the driver's seat, Jonah asked in surprise, "Why are you sitting in the back?" I just shrugged. "It's comfortable here." Jonah fell silent. … There was a huge pool at the venue. Liam's face lit up the instant he laid eyes on it. He ran toward it, then stopped and looked at me. "Mommy, can I go in?"

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With a sudden, futile struggle, he barked out in a defiant tone, “How else was I supposed to find out what I needed to know if I didn’t come in?” Shawn’s brow furrowed at the retort. He released his grip, but the mocking anger in his gaze remained sharp. “And what exactly do you mean by that?” he asked coldly. Dean turned around, his fury blazing in his eyes. He snatched the file from the floor and held it up, glaring directly at Shawn. “Your Shark Gang killed my parents,” he said, his voice hoarse but ringing with unyielding resolve.

It is a lovely afternoon, the Shark has requested you come fishing with him – if you would want to. Shira nodded to the male. She hated fishing, she had gone only once with her father, and she had hated watching the little defenceless fishes swim innocently to what they thought was food, only to be pulled out with a hook. Her mouth twisted, it was just the kind of thing she expected from a brute like the shark – A very handsome brute.