Strongest Abandoned Son Novels & Stories

I chose the second option. The debt I claim is not for my benefit. I am fifty-three years old, in declining health, and have no illusions about my survival timeline. The Dreadmourne bloodline is suppressed by System architecture I cannot circumvent. My eldest son will inherit nothing except villain-blooded Karma debt and the consequences of my political decisions.

I pretended not to notice. Privately, I tracked down Ethan's internship application and found the line marked "Mother." I looked at it for a long time. Then I smiled. The last thread of guilt I'd been carrying dissolved completely. I had two things to do now: find my real son, and prepare for the IPO. Two weeks of eighteen-hour days with the entire team. The night before the NASDAQ bell, Martin ran into my office and thrust his phone in front of me. "Ms. Ashford, we have a serious problem. The Halls are threatening to sue you for abandonment."

"Don't worry Sofia, I never knew you suffered in extreme pains. you know when I first saw you, I witnessed my daughter's nature inside you, breaking the ordinary and fighting for it. I lost her, but when I encountered you here, I almost got anxious over what happened to you. You were such a soft soul and now you've changed, I wondered what happened to you. I am not exaggerating but I remember my daughter inside you, so as a father figure I'll advice you to escape this shit as soon as possible!! ". He said. I cried more, because the place where I should have got my fathers love isn't from my actual father, he practically abandoned me. " I can't escape this , Antonio, I have to declare a war a

My mom's story. "Who hurt you," she asks, and I stiffen a little even though I was prepared. I lick my lips and give her a tiny smile before taking a deep breath. "My father mostly, but my brothers would occasionally join him. My father hates women. He married my mother to have sons. He abused her regularly, but as far as I know, it wasn't terrible until...Well, He received two sons before my mother gave birth to me. My birth was her doom. She loved me...She protected me as best as she could. She freed me in the end, and I am sure it cost her...He wouldn't have let her live after finding me gone. He wanted her to see me die. He spoke about that constantly," I whisper as silent tears trail do

I raised four abandoned boys as my own sons. I gave them my home, my money, my connections, and eventually enough power to run the four most important divisions of Leeds Group. For seventeen years, I believed they loved my biological daughter, Elena, like a real sister. Then she called me from a school bathroom. “Mom, help me.” By the time I arrived, her uniform had been torn open and bruises covered her body. My four sons had heard her screaming. They had done nothing. They were standing outside protecting Sabrina. According to them, Elena was spoiled. She had too much, while Sabrina had too little. So they decided to teach her how to give things up. First, it was a dress. Then

"Are you rebelling?" Trying hard to free his arm, Howard discovered that this son, who was half a head taller than him, had a strength that he couldn't budge. "Dad, be careful with your back..." Ethan pushed Howard aside and straightened his tie. "Do you think I'm still an eight or nine-year-old child? Watching you abuse our family helplessly?" Howard paused for a moment, embarrassed and angry. "So many years have passed, and now you're holding a grudge against your own father?"

“You still think you’re in control? You’ve been playing catch-up with Ivan for too long, Daniil. And now, you’ve brought Camila into this mess, too. How typical. A woman to stand by your side while you burn everything down.” I stepped forward, my voice cutting through the air, sharp and unwavering. “You don’t get to talk about us like that, Maximo. You may have been the man who abandoned your son, but Daniil is not the same man you left behind. He’s stronger. He’s mine. And we will not let you destroy what we’ve built.”

All I could do was watch the tent disappear inch and inch before my eyes. I knew that it was impossible to ensnare the heart of someone who didn't love me at all. But I never expected that Gerard would be this ruthless to my parents. Since he never loved me, it was only natural for him to disrespect my parents. A mixture of remorse, sorrow, and rage kept swirling in my soul. It turned out that I could still feel pain even though I was now a spirit. As soon as Gerard left the tent, he headed toward the campsite of the makeshift hospital. Once he lifted the hospital's tent flap, his gaze was pinned on Olivia right away, who stood amid the crowd.

He was his father’s only son in charge of the multi billion dollar business across the majority of the states. And Celine, the road trips. The whispered promises. The long shifts at the hospital where Celine, my best friend, covered for me just so I could race to Jeremy for dinner. The nights I stayed with her, crying about him pulling away, and she stroked my hair and swore she’d never let anyone hurt me. My stomach twisted violently.

Julian Thorne knelt before his father, his voice sharp and frantic. "Father! Miriam is the true heir of the Old Bloodline. Only she can save my life." "Celeste Shannara is nothing but a fraud. Are you really going to let a liar destroy your son's life?" He stared at me, his eyes overflowing with a hatred identical to the moment he set me on fire in our past life. With that single look, I knew. He had also been given a second chance, and he was desperate to change everything.