Sins Of The Father Book Novels & Stories

I scowl at him and he covers it up with a cough. “Freya,” he says my name in a murmur that caressing my ears, leaning against his arms. “This book has been here way before I was born. Why would you think it knows about us?” I bite down on my lips, lowering my gaze. “Right? I guess I was mistaken.” He stare at me long and hard before sighing. “My father committed a grave sin,” he starts to say, keeping his face expressionless. “He killed a wolf and a curse was placed on his bloodline.”

The doors behind them slammed shut with a deafening boom. Everyone jumped. “What the fuck?” Damien shouted, running back to the doors. He pulled hard, but they wouldn’t budge. The windows sealed themselves with a grinding sound, metal shutters sliding down from nowhere. Panic rippled through the group. Then a deep, ancient voice echoed through the entire mansion, smooth and terrifying, coming from everywhere and nowhere at once. “Welcome, little sinners… to The House That Feeds On Sin.” The voice paused, letting the words sink in.

Jone is starving to run with his own brothers in the Hale Moonfang Pack, but the proud warrior inside him refuses to run back to his den with his tail tucked, unable to confess to a single soul that his sacred union is snapping at the seams. Joseph extends a silk cloth embroidered with the royal crest, and Jone's throat tightens further as he takes it, realizing he is on the verge of losing the only true father figure he has ever known. "Jone," the old alpha groans, his own wolf whining in sympathy. "Give me the command, son. Should we hunt that stubborn pup of mine down and beat some sense into his thick skull?"

I could tell by the look on his face, he was infuriated but also proud of how I handled things. After dealing with Adrian and Sienna, I will gladly remove my father from the picture altogether. Because after mom’s accident I did some digging on my own behind his back and found out it was my father who had gotten them killed.I had told Adrian when I found out. I was going to kill my father right away but he stopped me. I hated to admit that but he put some sense in me, told me to play my cards right and I would have my fathers head and the title of Casa Deluca both in my hands.

she said. "I have never done such", I said, staring at her in not a nice way. "Have you forgotten so early? You are dicking Ace's six other brothers, isn't it cheating? Or you never thought it was?" she asked, and I was lost for words. "You know, originally, I thought your father succumbed to our little secret because he is a Mafia and who amongst the mafia family didn't have a little craze to their heads? Or a little hot-blooded or naughty? They must have one, but now I realise that cheating is not your father's hot-blooded side; instead, it's something that flows in you guys' blood, and none of you is the exception, even your brother. I'm not blaming you or anything related as it's just no

“I wanted to protect you from my sins. I wanted to protect you from the cruel things that will be written in your fate because you have my blood in your veins.” He stilled when the baby’s fist moved slightly. His lips parted, ready to scream for the doctor but the baby didn’t move again. “I didn’t want you to suffer because of my sins. I didn’t want you to pay for the sins of your father.” He uttered, leaning down, “I’ve done a lot of bad things in my life, I’ve made a lot of enemies. If one of them gets the whiff of you, they’ll tear you apart to get to me.”

"They were killed by your father. They were killed in inhuman ways and when they arose from the shadows, they willingly joined me in my quest for revenge." The truth unfolded before me like a sinister tapestry, each revelation adding a new layer of complexity to my world. I felt the weight of responsibility and guilt settling upon my shoulders, knowing that the sins of my father cast a shadow that reached far beyond his time. My father, the man I once revered, adored, and believed to be a beacon of strength and guidance, was nothing but a master manipulator, a cruel architect of pain and suffering. Each revelation echoed through the corridors of my mind, shattering illusions I had clung to f

Every darkness and cruelness drips over his journal. I was just finished telling them everything and my throat is aching. My body burns out of the darkness that came out of my vein, not accepting how much stain of blood was on my hand. I wonder if it can be washed, but my father made sure that it wasn’t even an option. No washing of hands from the sins that my family has committed for the past years that he reigns. If the Tri-Alpha thinks that they are cruel, then they haven’t met my father. They haven’t met the man who formed a whole pack of warriors and hide it from everyone.

‘Okay, I admit I am not the good man I always made myself to be. I had a sexual affair with almost all the maids in the mansion at that time and I was involved in the mafia and I would also beat your mother up everyday and the funny thing about it all is, I never believed I was bad but right now, I have accepted that I am a bad man but I do not regret all the fun things I did on earth which you may call sins. In actual fact, I am proud of them.’ My father says so devilishly. Right now, as I stare at the man in front of me, I only have a sense of hatred in me for him.

‎“Good boy, daddy's perfect boy. Taking daddy's cock so well.” ‎Damien rested his body against Eli's basking in the warmth his daddy had to offer