Novel & Cerita Sins Of The Father Book

"The exact same way your disgusting father cheated on Matilda with Jaxx's mother all those years ago! It's funny, isn't it?" A bitter laugh escaped me, harsh and humorless. "The great, pristine Sinclair family is just a long, pathetic line of men who can't keep their trousers zipped! History repeating itself like some sick, twisted family tradition! Like father, like son… both of you too weak, too selfish, too entitled to honor the women who loved you!"

"However, someone resurrected him and the minute he woke up, all he thought of was revenge. Your father eventually got killed by him but that wasn’t enough for his blood thirst. He wanted to eliminate his family too.” So, this was why my mum had run. This was why I had to just be in the fucking box she put me and mind my business. She did it to protect me. Everything was a necessary evil. An evil that was inevitable, because of the sins of the father… I wondered where I heard that phrase. The sins of the father… It had kept on ringing in my head. “During the 1800’s? Was dad an immortal, mum? Because we are clearly in the 21st century.” I commented, narrowing my eyes.

“Adrian, be reasonable. You need an heir. You can’t want to raise the children of another man. For God’s sake, those kids might be the result of incest. It’s sin.” “Sin,” I repeated, chuckling bitterly. “I beat a man to death with my bare hands today. I skinned and burned a biker today to get information. I’ve killed more men than I can remember. We sell drugs and weapons. We blackmail and torture. How can a child be a sin?” Father lowered his arm. “Let’s postpone this discussion to another day.”

I motioned for my poison tester to test the foods before I ate my meal. Each demon was drawn to their own preferred sin, mine was lust. It was like a drug to me, the promise of something sweeter and more delicious, like the promise of sex. I craved it more than any other sin. My father was drawn to wrath. He swore the spicy flavours exploded on his palette; he would choose it over any other. A demon's taste in sin explained a lot about their personality. My father was a force to be reckoned with. He was someone you did not betray, and he was known for the brutal punishment of anyone that had betrayed him.

“What has become of the man I once knew, my friend. Anger, greed…no he is not his father. Something has taken him, something dark. I believe as it did his own father. A dark shadow has been casted upon the Red Stone pack, upon the alpha…even his eyes hold an unworldly darkness. For the first time in my life, I fear what my refusal may mean for me, for my son.” “What are you doing?” I slam the journal shut, caught red handedly snooping in his father’s private memoirs. “Pierce…I’m sorry, I came looking for you…” I shake my head, nothing really justified my actions. “Where have you been?” “At the borders…” He exhales loudly, moving closer into his office…his fingers pinching at the bridge of hi

I crossed my arms, tilting my chin up as my stubborn pride took over. "Get your facts straight, Mom," I said coldly. "I’m a stripper. I dance. I don't sell my body." It was half a lie and half the truth, especially that I just fucked a client last night, but there was no way in hell I was admitting that here. Father Edmund’s gaze darkened, his jaw tightening. He took a slow step closer, his tall, broad frame completely towering over me. "Whatever label you want to give it, what you are doing is wrong," he started, his voice going deeper. "You are risking your soul for fleeting pleasures. But it is not too late to turn to God. He can forgive even the darkest paths if you choose to repent."

Chapter 121 Xavier's POV I hoped that they wouldn't find Irene, I hoped very much for her safety, I never wanted to involve anyone's into the consequences of my past crimes. I should have disobeyed my father, the moment I had the chance , I was just being obedient and see where it landed me inside. "The sins of the father truly affects the son" I sighed in regret. "Why are you murmuring? I told you to keep your mouth shut until we find what we're searching for"

Our bond, forged through the crucible of adversity, granted us the unspoken understanding required for such a dangerous alliance. The truth of my father's illicit activities had slowly unraveled before my eyes, shattering the illusion of the benevolent patriarch. He had built his empire upon the suffering of others, leaving a trail of ruined lives in his wake. The weight of responsibility bore down upon me, a somber realization that the sins of the father had woven their way into my own existence.

"Yes, you paid the $3 million your father owed me then? What about the 2 million he owes me now, huh?” “What?” I asked confused. How had my father gotten himself entangled with Salvatore again, knowing what he was capable of? I had been mad at him and had cut him off my life, so I had no idea what he was up to. Salvatore let out an evil laugh before saying, “You think your father changed his way after you gave yourself away to save him? You think he could all of a sudden overcome the temptation of sitting at a gambling table? If you think so, you were thinking wrongly. Your father is a piece of sh*t who won’t change, and you daddy’s little girl, you are going to be paying for his sins.”

the old man stood up as he straightened his suit, "We've already provided a more than comfortable future for you. Without even asking you to shoulder the burden of anything-unless you think letting go of that girl parasite is a difficult thing." He still stood before Josh and gave a long pause. His eyes pierced deeply into his youngest son who had been blinded for years by the cheap advances of a girl who could only bring trouble into his family. Meanwhile, Josh, who didn't realize he was being subjected to that intimidating gaze—because he was still looking down and refused to even look at his father—started fighting with speculations in his own head. "After all the time we've left you alon