The Count's Youngest Son Is A Player Novels & Stories

He replied focusing on the TV screen and choosing his football club. OK, sorry for keeping you in the dark. My name is Rotimi Williams, also known as Zeus. I am sure you would have known most details about me from Action god stories, but that was 5 years ago. Now I am 22 years old. I have been living in the city of New York for the past five years. Jackson is the son of my neighbor. He is a 7 year old boy who loves playing with me. He comes every weekend to play games on my PS10 game console. He is quite Intelligent for his age and he is a real gamer.

And my eldest is already a prospect. Bianca sat up, confused. What’s a prospect? she thought Sylvie chuckled. ” James. My son. He’s fourteen. Wants to be a biker like his dad. He’s at the Club, training, y’know.” Bianca didn’t know but she listened and nodded her head wisely. *

Searching. "Have we met?" His voice dropped low. Not a polite question. A demand. "No," I said. "I don't think so." "There's a scent on you." He stood slowly, and the full height of him blocked the window light. "A child's scent. Faint. But it's there." My pulse kicked hard. I didn't have a smell any more, but my son did. "My son. He's four. I held him before I came here."

"So you will play on the same NFL team as my big brother?" "Yeah, I think Jason had something to do with the incredible contract they offered me. They need another quarterback, and even though I'm pretty young, they want me." I blink. "Wait, how old are you?" A somewhat confused smile spreads over his lips. "I'm turning twenty-two next week," Lionel blushes slightly. "I'm one of the younger players, but I've been all about football since I was a kid. Besides, even if I'm young, there are even younger players."

I hope this isn't the last time I'll get to hold her. All the players are in place. Arturo, Juan, Emiliano, Tom and his sons. An old era about to die as a new one takes root.

Ben heeded Noland's warning and nonchalantly continued. "If not, let me submit the candidate first. Are you willing to join the Griffiths? Well I have a son who is now learning to inherit the Count's position, if you are interested. Being a countess is not bad. My second son is now an Arthur's aide. He doesn't have a title yet, but I'm sure in the future he will and seeing his attitude I'm sure he won't disappoint you. You can choose one of them." There was silence created after Ben finished speaking. In Ha was a little surprised when there was a knock between it. The servant came bring the refreshment.

“Wait, is your romantic rival a son of that family?” “Yeah. I had someone check for me. Alex York is the son of the Yorks. They have nine sons in this generation, and he’s the eighth. “All of the York lads are exceptional men. Just one of them could crush people like us without even trying. Learning that my romantic rival is a York has hit me hard. That’s why I’ve been losing sleep.” Geraint’s eyes widened in surprise. To think that the youngest son of a billion-dollar family fancied Dr. Jones, too.

Stefano whispered. Theodore looked at me. "Who's that friend pretty lady?" "Get Auntie first, and then I’ll introduce you. Deal?" The kid ran off, his tiny feet stomping to the basement. Stefano looked at me, clearly nervous. "My son. He’s six," he said, swallowing hard. "Disappointed?" Johnny has a harem. Stefano has a kid. Is there any man in this city who just owns plants?

“I know this is completely unexpected, but we can take our time. September is still seven months away.” “When did you plan to tell your parents?” he asked. “My brothers both live here, so I guess it depends on Wyatt’s schedule.” He scrunched his brow. “Wyatt?” “My little brother. He’s the baseball player.” He nodded. “How many brothers again?” While I’d mentioned the two heathens, I hadn’t gone much into depth besides telling him one was a baseball player. “One more—Carson. He’s two years older than me.” He contemplated my brother situation. “So one experienced bat handler and an older brother to contend with.”