Novel & Cerita Supreme Father

“My youngest wife.” Youngest. The word landed heavier than it should have. The son looked at me then, truly looked. His gaze sharpened, assessing in a way that felt personal now. Not as a buyer. Not as a man appraising a body. But as a son confronting something he did not want to understand. “So young,” he said quietly. There was accusation in it. I said nothing. His father smiled faintly. “She is well suited.” Something flickered across the son’s face disapproval, perhaps, quickly masked.

Caralyn hurries to hide behind the table, crouching down just as the door opens. She places her hand on her chest and tries her best not to make any noise with her elevated breathing. “Supreme Ultima Riccardo,” she hears her father’s voice. The Supreme Ultima only uttered one word in response. “Sit.” Caralyn’s head moves slightly to the side to look at him. His face is icy, as if he is about to pass a cruel judgment.

Olivia said, worried, warning her friend of the dangers that could occur. "Everyone knows that the Supreme Alpha was one of the first werewolves from the far south. Rumors say that his mother pleaded with the Moon Goddess to bless her son and make him achieve a full transformation into his wolf form, which was previously impossible. His father was a powerful Alpha who cruelly killed his mother without mercy. He became the Supreme Alpha when he returned and annihilated the entire pack, killing his father and taking his place, founding new packs in the far south... He couldn't let his child grow up with the same rage in his heart because he had killed the mother of his child!" Clara insisted a

I seethed, striking her again. Her screams echoed, tearing through the air. I raised the belt for another hit.. A firm hand gripped my wrist, stopping me mid-swing. "Leonardo," a deep voice rumbled. I turned, recognizing the man immediately. "Supremo." My father. His gaze was unreadable. He took the belt from my hand. "No woman should make you lose your values, son. No woman." I exhaled sharply. “I failed….” "Get out," he ordered the men in the room. They obeyed without hesitation.

It took Wren coming into my life to push me to make the big changes I had been wanting to make but had found reasons not to. I trained particularly hard to become stronger than my father. I succeeded. I became stronger than him leaving him no choice but to hand me the Alpha Supreme title. My father could have denied handing me the title, but then I could challenge him for the title. Since I was stronger than him, my dad knew I would win. It was better for him to hand me the title than to lose it. After he handed me the title he fucked off somewhere. I never bothered to look for him or keep tabs on him. He was gone that was all that mattered to me.

Within five years, he was stronger than me. >Wow,< Igris marvelled. He knew many feared his father because of how strong he was but didn’t know to what extent until today when they took down the horned shark and now to hear that his other father was stronger?! How strong would he have to be? >Daddy, do I have to be stronger than my other daddy to be a Supreme being?< Igris asked curiously. >You can be as strong as him or stronger my bub, it all depends on the people you defeat,< Queseon said as he noted that the temperature was warming up.

So please just let me be" I replied wearily and looked at my dad. The supreme alpha stopped by Alpha Kurt's table while my father started towards me. He had probably spotted me already. " Okay. Can I have your number?" The annoying guy kept pestering me. I rolled my eyes. Just wait till my father gets here. I looked at my dad and just behind him the Supreme Alpha stood with his Son and was discussing something with him. What was he telling him? I wonder if he knows that his son is a Casanova. I could see how much he loved his son, as he arranged his shirt while they talked. Like he was a baby.

Lucifer stretched his body and said casually, “As expected from the Primordial Divine Ape Race’s signature martial art move, Sacrilegious Ascension is indeed powerful. However, my clan also has a similar Supernatural Power. It was created by my father and is called Supreme Form.” “Supreme Form?” In the distance, many beasts frowned upon hearing the Supernatural Power. “Could it be Emperor Xacobe’s signature martial art skill, Supreme Form?” “What’s Supreme Form?” “I don’t know.” Many Outsiders and beasts from the Three Thousand Worlds gathered here were from great families and knew a lot. Some had heard of Supreme Form, while others were clueless. Lucifer spoke again. “It’s a unique techniqu

his father said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. But Adrian just chuckled at him, wondering where he got the courage from. Whenever he thought of Alexis's beautiful face, he felt like a superhero, fearless of anyone, even his father. "I'm not a kid anymore, and you wouldn't want to be on my bad side either!" Adrian replied, his tone challenging. "You're a shameless kid! No gratitude at all," his father said, whipping Adrian again, this time with full force. The leader is ruthless and evil, and no one, not even his own son, will escape his wrath.

A pleased grin tugged at his lips as he whispered to himself, "Nailed it. My Supreme Transcendant Art is now at level five. With the power I have now, I can channel energy into force." A spark of excitement flashed in his eyes as he rose, ghost-like, from his seat. "The decade-long restriction is lifted. I can finally tap into the advanced healing arts my dad passed down to me. They say you need to be at the fifth level of the Supreme Transcendant Art to wield the Five Golden Instruments, to control them with your energy. The healing power? Unmatched."