Son Of The Slob Novels & Stories

"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.

I almost want to cry but I don't and I don't want to be weak in front of him. "Oh? He only meets you and had you because you are in that classy-looking, but dirty club. So, you think he will accept, and love you right away? Come on, my son is just taking care of you. So, if I were you, stop your madness. What do you think you are? A decent pure woman? No. He just picked you up from the mud. So, stop your illusion that my son can love something like you. If even from his friends he hides and embarrasses you, what more to me, as his father. You are not suited to my only son, woman. You don't fit in. I suggest, you go away and leave my son alone! Listen, I will never accept you in our family."

I've also never been particularly great at communicating my emotions or thought process so I did the only thing I knew how to… I shut down and when she lashed out in response, I pushed her away even more. Of course, I never expected how to take my words seriously but tonight, I found out that it seems she did. Benjamin Sloane is the first son of the Sloane family, a stinking rich family that came from old money steeped in oil production and gold mining. Our paths crossed occasionally, due to our businesses mingling and when I spoke to him, I got the sense that he is a soft, lily flowered type of man. The type of guy that women would fall head over heels in love with because he's sweet, kind

The twitch was minimal but the threat in it was massive. "I can clearly see why my son has chosen you to be his Queen. These daring eyes and this porcelain doll face with..." His eyes again took a tour of my body shamelessly "after all he is my son" his smirk widened. The 'disgusting' word can not describe the character of this father and his son. I want to punch him right now. Is everyone the same here? What kind of people are they? Chuavinistc, controlling, shameless, bloody... He cut me off before I could appreciate him more.

“If these grades are average, then Howard’s grades are a disaster.” Mom and Dad picked up the transcript and stared at the nearly perfect scores. They looked at it again and again. “These… These are Caleb’s grades? That can’t be right.” They looked from the transcript to me. For the first time, it felt like they were seeing me without that filter of disgust. Dad suddenly slapped his thigh and laughed. “Well, of course. That’s my son. He got his brains from me.” Mom smiled too. “With grades like this, an Ivy League school isn’t impossible.”

She was their Luna and the bond was tremendous. "Don't make this any more painful than it is. Let's do this now that we barely know him" Alpha Ethan said. "Barely know him, ofcourse I know him, he is my son. And I will not let you harm him" She raised her voice in a commandeering tone but Alpha Ethan never submitted. His eyes became dark with rage and he cursed within him.

Robert pounded on Stefan's bedroom door and howled, "Your madness is starting to recur, isn't it, Damn Brother-in-law!" Bobby, who had just returned from work, was even more irritated because his company was in big trouble, venting his anger on this useless son-in-law. He pounded on Stefan's room door, then insulted, “We think that you haven't completely recovered yet. The medicine that I bought will soon be used up, Son-in-Law of the Parasites!”

That thought angers me more than it should. I smile in satisfaction as my cub has already entwined himself around my mate’s legs. And my baby has an iron grip. Slade gives me a look that nearly makes me laugh, like he is a rabbit caught in the brambles as the big bad wolf approaches. He has likely not been around children much over the last decade. And I think the beta has met his match with my cub. But if anyone can melt an icy, standoffish heart, it’s my son. I could see that even on his father’s face last night, the way Mace began to thaw, and his eyes never left his cub’s very long throughout dinner. If he wants a relationship with his cub, I’d be more than open to it. I hope he comes ar

At this point, he had seen it all. "Your city? You mean the city you run around dirtying with my name." His father stroked his mustache in amusement and thought to himself... they really do not make twenty-two-year-olds like they used to. His son was crass, rude, angsty, violent; what and where exactly had he done/gone wrong? "You mean our name..." Sochun sat opposite his father. "Our city… No?" He was trying to push his father's buttons. Unfortunately, nothing he did affected the man except for… "So I'm at school studying like a good little boy, and guess what catches my eyes..."

His mother smacked him again before he could finish his sentence. Mrs. Lewis yelled, “Where’s your shame? Do you even feel shameful? Sonny’s last name is Brown. How could Sonny Brown be just like you? Bah, you’re shameless! If he really was your flesh and blood, for the sake of my grandson, I’d accept Liberty no matter how much I dislike her, but is Sonny yours?”