Son Of The Bat Novels & Stories

As Chase refired the bullet, a hole appeared in Leigh's forehead behind Eric, and he immediately fell down. Chase appeared as though he was looking at a corpse. Facing his gaze, Eric immediately knelt down and begged for mercy. "Chase, Mr. Chase, d-don't kill me. I'll give you anything you want. My name is Eric Bateman, and I'm the only son of the Bateman family—a prominent family in Chitara. I can give you anything you want!" "Oh, really?" Chase chuckled teasingly. "Can you tell me where the headquarters of the Martial Arts Alliance is?"

I can't let her suffer because of me. "Otherwise," he retrieved the golden bat, "your little mate might have an unfortunate accident." My wolf wanted to rip his throat out, but I forced myself to stay still. "Do your worst." The bat connected with my ribs, stealing my breath. I refused to make a sound, meeting his gaze defiantly. "You've gone soft," another swing caught my shoulder. "Letting that bitch cloud your thought." "You've lost sight of our goal," my father circled me like a predator, his prison jumpsuit a stark contrast to the golden bat in his hands.

And a certain sadness in his heart that he tries to ignore while coming here, how would his biological father reacts to him in person. Axel knew, the man have no idea he exists. That he had created a son who lives on the other side of the world. The first son who bears his name. Axel did his little research on how his biological father is living his life in this part of the Phillippines. Mr. Alexander Brussel will have the biggest surprised in his life! But he doesn’t want to meet him as his son. He only want to know how he is personally. Axel is a grown up man and have passed the feeling of wanting to have a father beside him. It is enough for him that he had his mother and Giovann. They ar

Professor Adrian Blackthorne. And my stomach dropped. Zia blinked. “Wait. Blackthorne?” Raina’s mouth fell open. “As in… Lucian Blackthorne?” I couldn’t breathe. Lucian’s father. Lucian’s fucking father. I was staring at the man who made Lucian. And he was staring back at me like he wanted to destroy me just to see what I looked like broken. WEREWOLF LINEAGE & BLOOD RIGHTS. The way he wrote it…

"If I hadn't come, how would I know you two were teaming up to bully my daughter? And a piece of trash like her even had the audacity to ask my precious daughter to massage her feet!" As soon as my father finished speaking, I wrapped my arm around his and tilted my head up at him, pouting. "Good thing you came quickly, or this ungrateful butler's son would have crushed me for sure!" Watching our interaction, all my classmates froze. "She's really the daughter of the richest man? I've seen interviews of him on TV! He's the one!" "But Lawrence kept telling us he was the son of the richest man. Why would he lie?"

'Ummm, hi, I'm Jasmine, Aiden's friend,' I added and extended my hand towards him only for him to pull me into a fatherly hug. He looked exactly like Aiden except an older version. Thoughts raced through my mind. I had so many questions but I had to focus on what brought me there. 'So how may I help you today?' he asked. Aiden then explained everything to him - mind you he was not the patient. I managed to get bandaged on my stomach and had a long conversation with Aiden and his dad. I had never seen Aiden so happy before. I also came to find out his dad was called Harry Anderson. What I loved most about his dad was that he bought me ice-cream.

"Fine then, I'll tell you! I want to join your little crusade against Erebus as an emisary!" "What!?" He asked confused. Demons were forever loyal to master of darkness, they follow him doing his every command. "You are right to be surprised. See some of my siblings are tired of my father's eternal hold over us and want freedom.. " "Wait, father!?" He asked gripping the sword tighter. The demon not liking the interruption one bit but didn't take it to heart. He stood from the stair case. "I am sorry we haven't properly met. I am Thanatos son of Erebus!" He gave a mock bow rising with an expression that opposed Grey's. One of total amusement.

He was none other than Cloudsea’s secret mastermind, Theodore Chance — also known as Third Master Chance. The couple on his left were his eldest daughter, Jeanette, and his son-in-law, Tiger. They were not people to be trifled with, either. Although Tiger was a ruthless mob boss in the underworld, he was reserved and respectful in front of his father-in-law. He barely dared to say a word.

“You bastard! You cannot...” “Shut him up,” I ordered without looking. Leo gestured, and another soldier slammed a baton across the iron bars, the noise reverberating like thunder. The father stumbled back, silence forced down his throat. I let the lashes continue, counting each one in my head. By the fifth, the son’s screams were hoarse; by the eighth, he collapsed, sobbing into the floor, begging for mercy. But mercy was not in me tonight. By the tenth, he lay broken, trembling, his skin carved into strips.

“Kia, wasn’t it? Parblo’s son. Not exactly your league, but the heart wants what it wants... at least for a season.” He looked back at her father. “Must’ve been quite the scandal in your household. Your daughter is linked to a nobody. A servant’s son... And she’s engaged to Jason Rossi, a man with pedigree. One might imagine… the contrast embarrassed you.” Mr. Leontis drew in a slow breath, trying to keep his smile affixed as the air around him grew more suffocating. “Master Ford, I don’t get what you are implying.” Rome’s expression didn’t change, but something in the temperature shifted again. Subtly. Dangerously.