Son Of Sea Novels & Stories

Karen I hear Othon's question with contained fury. Is he trying to drive me crazy? Doesn't he know that Otávio is my son? But of course, he knows and he's just pretending otherwise. Incredulity washes over me, but I maintain my composure and respond firmly: "Yes, Otávio is my son. And I don't want you getting close to him." I'm not going to stand there, in the midst of a conversation with that liar. I grab my son's hand and prepare to walk towards my house when my father approaches, sensing the tension.

My understanding is that membership in each costs money and it was cheaper for my father to change to simply sending warriors out then to continue waiting for warriors to come in. I am the youngest son of Alpha Charles Redmen, the alpha and sole leader of the Red Fang pack. I am the youngest of his six kids. I was born prematurely and, unlike my twin Chloe, struggled to breathe on my own. I guess that’s where everything started. My father wanted nothing to do with a weakling like me. So I became the son he didn’t want, the son he felt was undeserving of my very life.

"They ruin your skin." "She wouldn't have liked you leaving me alone either." "Or getting a minor pregnant. How is he?" It's such a shitty conversation that I respond with monosyllables and evasions. He's back in town after three years, and I won't be his son. He's never been a good father, especially after my mother's death. But he's acting weird; there's no trace of alcohol on him anymore, his beer is light, and he's shaved his beard and those unkempt locks. "What a useless guy," my mind mocks.

"It'll be an honor, Father." Alfred seemed pleased to hear this, he'd been looking forward to the day he'd take his son out on the open sea for many years now as a lad Alain would often request toy boats whenever his father was set to sail and he'd play sea commander in his bath water which drove his attending into fits with his constant splashing and insisting that they were sea wenches.

One hand still clutched the rope he had been untying, but his lifeless eyes stared blankly at the night sky. The sound of waves slapping against the hulls felt mocking now, a cruel reminder that escape was within reach, yet barred. Just then Amber's eyes flickered to a body… too familiar to go unnoticed. It was her son… Legon! His body lay on the boat… lifeless, soaked in a pool of his own blood. Titran's breath hitched, his jaw tightening as he stepped forward, scanning the shore. Amber clutched at his arm, trembling, torn between grief and dread. Her son, her only son…even though crippled from birth, now laid dead.

He was egging my father on on purpose, to test his reactions. “She didn’t make it, on our way back we were attacked by rogues and they killed her, I barely made it back on my own alive.” Replied my father remorsefully a shadow falling across his face. “But I found my second chance mate, this is Renea, and our two sons Theodore and Leopold. We are expecting one more, another boy.” Gesturing to each of them in turn. Mom smiles and bows her head politely in respect to the two Alpha in front of her. “And this is her daughter Soni, who she has from her first mate who died in battle protecting his pack many years ago.”

“Leo is my just my son and no one else's not even you, I don't care to know what biology says because I nurtured him only right from when he was a foetus up till now. Suddenly, the door burst open. Sienna stormed in and everything shattered. “Enough!” she snapped without even knowing what was said before she went in. “You are humiliating yourself!” she told Ethan then she turned to me, “You planned this, your coming back was just to ruin him.” she said ranting. “I came back for work,” I replied calmly. “And you ruined him all by yourself.” I said to her and she shook her head.

He would feel the burning of the smoke in his lungs, forever. My soul grew weaker and weaker, my form becoming transparent. Just then, I heard a familiar song. The Requiem of the Sea. I turned my head and saw them. My father, the Sea King, my mother, the Queen, and my sisters, the princesses of the sea. They shimmered before me, clad in formal robes of sea-silk, a soft blue light radiating from them as they held out their hands to me. "Marina, my child. It's time to come home," my father's voice was as warm as a spring wind. "You've suffered enough."

He pulled back and wiped his face with his sleeves. “I was playing with him on the shallow side of the sea. He ran towards the deep side when I gave my attention to the notification on my phone. He never ran to that side without my permission so I thought he wouldn’t go there but he saw a fish there and followed it. When I looked up, I followed and told him to stop but he didn’t and just when I was about to catch up to him, the ground beneath us vanished. He and I both were drowning. The water was wild and we both were barely above it. I watched the scared look on my son’s face and that’s the last thing I saw before I drowned.” He started sobbing.

Zelik asked. "And who told you the second option is the easier way? Ruthless heart was the simplest way to release my son but the girl we all have waited for to grow refused just like I'd expected. I have to fight and kill the 20 sea beasts who guide the Abss, with their hearts, I will be able to release my son. Do you know how powerful the Sea beasts are? As we are discussing, they already know I am coming and will be prepared. For my son, I could risk my own life, but his only problem is that he is in love with Haule's daughter even before she was born. I hope his eyes will be clear when I give him the news," she said, "You can go Zelik, thanks for giving me this information." "You're welc