Son Of The Hero King Novels & Stories

That absolute, frozen stillness frightened me significantly more than open rage would have. Abram saw the stillness too. His smile widened, his teeth baring. “You spent ten long years building a kingdom on half a legend,” he continued, his cane tapping once against the concrete floor. “Did you truly believe no one in this room remembered what Samuel Blackwell found beneath the northern ridge?” The name struck Takoda like a physical blade nobody else in the room could see. His father. I looked closely at the king. For a mere fraction of a second, something vulnerable moved behind his eyes. It wasn't grief. It was recognition. Then the unyielding mask of the king closed over it once more.

He'll fight for you and go to war for you and others who are innocent and need it. He will fill my shoes and more. He will be better than me and better than his grandfather,” Reid said, his eyes going to Thaddeus, and he struggles to keep his eyes dry when he sees tears in his father's eyes. Thaddeus looks just as proud today as he was the day he took his place. “He will be a better Alpha and a stronger Alpha King. Midnight Moon pack, I give you my son, Grayson Thaddeus Anderson!” Reid said, swaying his hand out toward the back of the stage where his son stood.

That the dagger wasn’t supposed to be Damon’s. I’d overheard the old king days before, speaking to a trusted adviser in a room he didn’t know I was near. Damon—his son—was not his by blood. Not a true heir. And yet, he was the one honored. The one praised. Later, I tried to speak. To deliver the words I’d prepared. But someone interrupted—a minor lord, eager for his son to spar with Damon. My—no, our—father agreed. Damon beamed. Everyone laughed.

He states, chuckling, “But it isn’t often that I meet someone who doesn’t know who I am.” My mind raced as I tried to recall who this man was and if he was anyone important or someone I should be wary of. “But of course, you’ve only just learned about all this, and my son favors his mother with his fiery red hair.” Fiery red hair? Wait, no, it couldn’t be, could it? Was I in the presence of the man I should avoid at all cost? The king of the Sky Kingdom and Aphelion’s father, Zeus, himself.

"Alpha King Jack, the war against the army of rogues in the city is going to be lead by the young Prince. He heard about it and was sending me messages since yesterday, your majesty. He hungers for your recognition and approval." The come back of my son just now added to the dilemma which the Palace is facing. My son is uncontrolled no matter how i raised him strictly as the Alpha King but the little devil just won't stick to the rules. He loves to show off excelling in everything that he does. Sports and celebrities have been his playmates.

“She reminded me of this last night in her own way that you are my son in every way. If this is the woman you choose, then we welcome her with open arms and no questions about your sorted past together.” “Where is my father, and what have you done with him?” Nathan asked as his jaw dropped. “Nate. I am human, and I can admit when I make a flash judgment. You are one of the seven most important things in my life.” Maverick said as he looked at his son and could see himself in the younger man. It was a completely different conversation than the one he had with his father in these offices so many years ago. “Seven?” Nathan asked. “Your mother is the most important, of course, but the six of you

Malik grinned, a grin that he had never given his son, and slapped him on the shoulder with happiness, “Take the lead then, my son.” The father and son duo ripped through the remaining force like a knife through hot butter, the royal guard followed suit, finishing off any survivor. It was a rout. The demons, in disarray at what was happening, the royal guard whose morale had returned, King Malik, another powerful warrior in his right and Colter bearing the powers of four elements, only panicked as they were met with the sheer will of the kingdom of Howard.

I just entered a taxi real quick. Memories flooded me as I sat in the car. All the moments spent with Jeremy.Jeremy was tall with dark brown hair, a sharp jawline with a hint of stubble.His hazel-green eyes were my favorite features and his broad shoulders with bulky muscles. He was his father’s only son in charge of the multi billion dollar business across the majority of the states.

He turns and I throw myself in to his arms as I sob. “Dad, what do I do? I have four mates and one of them is the son of Sampson Kingsley. He is the…” “The Rogue King. I know baby, I know.” I pull back as I search my father’s blue eyes. “How?” I ask him as he smiles down at me. “I’m your father. I know things.” He says with a chuckle and I roll my eyes. Goddess, he needs to watch something other than G.O.T.

Facing them was King Collins with George by his side and his people scattered everywhere. “I never thought that King Jonas’ son would one day come to claim his promised bride, but I could never be gladder that it was you King Patrick, and so I’ll ask this of you as king to king, man to man and father to his son” the king nodded, “Please protect my daughter…”