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

"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."

“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.”

When Alex and others heard the noise, they ran out. Outside the main gate, there was a Mercedes Benz and 5 large vans speeding towards them. No less than 30 young men came down from the car, headed by a very young and clean-looking man. It was Gunner Young’s son, Jax Young! Gunner Young was caught up in other matters, so he sent Jax to help Alex instead.

The Cullinan tore down the road. After the hospital bandaged me up, I took him to the children's ward. I stood outside the glass, pointed in at a small boy playing with toys. "That's my son. Damian." Damian looked like me. But he had Lorenzo's softness. Lorenzo's stubbornness. He was my last ray of light in this world. And he was dying. Almost seven years old, and so small it broke my heart. Lorenzo stared at him. The light in his eyes went out inch by inch.

In less than a minute, the door was pushed open, and the noise instantly increased. "Wow! Twins! I have never seen such a thing in my life." "Me too! I have heard that Alex and his brother are twins, but I have never seen them together. I didn't expect to see them together today! It's amazing! They are like clones!" The team had many young members, and there were even two underage players, who were signed to the club for training but not on the competition roster. They would wait until they came of age to be included as substitutes.

"Thank you. I appreciate it." We're one big family. The first son of the family is Scott, then comes me, the one following me is Bernard, and then there's Liam and lastly the youngest one is Collins. We're all males with different mothers. Scot and Liam are from the same mother, then Bernard and Collins. I was born as an only son to my mother. Who unfortunately is no more alive.

Elder Gilbert Song began before he was interrupted. "Bradford Glass of Spring's Court?" Killian scoffed as he took my hand under the table. "Yes, Sire for his eldest daughter, Destiny," Elder Gibert continued nodding his head as the red hood started to fall from his balding head. "She has also been in contact with Count Lawson, of Minnow's Creek," Elder Carl quickly bowed his head before looking to the other Elders for input. "For... for his youngest daughter, Cynthia," "Count Mitchell Lawson?" Killian inquired as he raised his eyebrows.

Then we saw a young guy coming towards our direction. Ivy bowed and greeted him "Good day Alpha". I got confused because I thought I had already spoken to the Alpha but I guess this was his son and I bowed my head softly and greeted too. He gave a nod and passed, there was something about him I couldn't quite get a hold on , I shivered a bit at the thought. "Who is that?" I asked Ivy , getting curious at the young guy who just passed us. "That's the Alpha son , Alpha Aiden Marshall, he just turned 18 and well will become our Alpha soon enough, do well to not disrespect him".