Son Of Superman And Wonder Woman Novels & Stories

I exclaimed as I chuckled and he smiled. "Who is your mommy?" I asked, hoping Shasha was not his real mommy. "Mommy Shasa," he answered. "Who is your daddy?" I nervously asked as I hope he doesn't have daddy at all but I'm stupid to think he doesn't have. Of course he has, as how can he become a baby without Shasha have a partner. I looked at him waiting for an answer as he seems thinking. "Superman," he blurted out and I was surprised with his answer as I do not get what he meant superman.

The moment I touched it smoothly, A heart piercing as well as yet so mousy smileinstantly spread across my face, curving my lips up to a delightful glint of happiness. 'MY RING' which was worn by the person to whom I have given my whole heart, all my life & all my true love Aaron Maximillian, the one and only son of multi billionaire Mr. Jonathan Maximillian, the owner of AMax International Construction Corporation; one of top 10 companies in United States. Apart from that he is the best friend of my dad Peter Anderson for 15 years. Our families are so close because of the friendship our dads have built up between them through out those 15 years of their lives. That was the path which sh

"I should have taken your side instead of helping you push him away. I'm sorry." Xander said nothing, just stroked her frail back with tears in his eyes. Xander never expected to see his mother, who was usually so strong and healthy, with her stern and cool demeanor, become this fragile, as if all her life force had faded. "Mom, this is Jonas, my mate, and this is Jordan, our son, born to Jonas through his special rare Omega," Xander said after a moment. Mrs. Riordan approached Jonas and, with tears in her eyes, hugged him tightly.

Jorel ruffled her hair, making her swat at him. “Isa?” Gabe protested. “Since when do you call her Isa?” “Since we became partners,” Jorel shrugged. “And get this—she says my name’s spelled wrong. It shouldn’t be Jorel, but Jor-El.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked, curious. Isabelle kept her eyes on the screen, explaining casually, “Jor-El, father of Kal-El, aka Superman. His name’s Jorel, all one word, and it’s wrong.”

She picks up the boy and comes to sit next to me. "Saph I need to tell you something but lets first start explaining who this is. This is my son Grayson. He is a hybrid between an angel and a werewolf. He was born with some special powers. Mainly he can see the future. What he told me now is going to be a shock to you, so please stay calm and have an open mind. Grayson here asked me if you know that you have a baby in your tummy?" "No of course not. I am a ...." I trailed off remembering that Andrew told me we made love the night before the accident. Panic is settling in the pit of my stomach.

My forehead splits open, blood streaming down. At that moment, Sona opens his eyes. His golden eyes shine like torches in the darkness. He clenches his tiny fists. “Dad! Why are you hurting Mom? You said she is our queen!” Clone Sophia raises her claws toward Sona. “Dear Sona, your father is asleep now. I am your new mother. Come with me to that cave in the Himalayas.” Sona stands on the bed. A golden aura begins to radiate from his body, dimming the violet glow.

It hurts him to see his son like this. "Kian, listen to me. *lifting Kian's face* ...You are my and your dada's son. You may be born through Kaios and Selene's powers but, have you forgotten that you are also part of us? You have our genes. So, please stop thinking that you are not ours. "I- I'm sorry, papa. I- "Hush now. It's okay, son. I know all of these are too much for you to take in-

I hope our pup survived. “She survived,” Sage replies in my mind. “She’s strong like her mama.” “She?” I question mentally. I don’t remember if Sage had mentioned the sex of the baby before, but a daughter. I can already imagine her laughing smile and her long black hair. “Yes,” I can see Sage clearly, his chest puffed up with pride. “A son and a daughter. I couldn’t be a happier father.” Sage bonded to Bash and Kai immediately. We both did. It doesn’t matter to us who the father may be, not anymore. All that matters is that he came from our beautiful mate, and so he is ours.

I remembered complimenting him on how cute his kid was. "Mommy!" The toddler's bright voice made my pupils dilate. Cynthia froze too, but the moment she saw who it was, her expression melted. She scooped the four-year-old boy into her arms and kissed his cheek. "What are you guys doing here?" The man just smiled. He looked at me and offered a polite nod. "Hey, I'm Bradley Wilson. We met yesterday, remember?" So this was her ex-husband. "Theo is still young. He needs his mom. I figured moving into the apartment right below yours would make things easier for everyone."

Arya thinks that Stefan has skills and deserves it. Stefan's fame did not stop there. A Javanese conglomerate named Sanjaya Pratama or better known as Grandfather Sanjaya was also interested in hiring Stefan at an IT company owned by the Sanjaya Group, but Stefan refused. Even so, Grandfather Sanjaya was still amazed at Stefan and offered him to be the husband of his favorite grandson, namely Lionny. Receiving the offer, of course Stefan accepted it and was willing to become a part of the Sanjaya Family in order to improve his personal name. However, unfortunately, all of his sweet dreams and plans had to be buried deep.