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

The younger man’s lips twitched with faint amusement, like he knew a secret I didn’t. “Master Leo,” Mr Vance said. “Mr Montrel’s son.” I blinked. “His son?” He gave a small nod. “A good boy. Five years old. You’ll find him in the playroom. Master Damien thought it best you meet him right away.” Before I could form a question, the younger man opened the door and gestured for me to follow. My heart pounded as we walked through long, echoing hallways lined with portraits and closed doors. The deeper we went, the quieter the house became.

"Josh is playing for the cheers. He doesn't realize we own the grass he's running on. A bad player can be benched, Yinka. But a player who tries to score against his own team? That one is sold. Or his contract is terminated." He turned his cold gaze back to me. "A son is a limb. If a limb becomes gangrenous, you don't argue with it. You amputate. I’ll handle the boy. He’s in a 'rebuilding phase' he will survive. You handle the 'Hawker’s Daughter.' Make sure she’s not just discredited, but discarded. I don't want a trace of her left when I bring my son back to his senses." We clinked glasses, the sound sharp and final against the roar of the ocean.

The man who could make Jax's life miserable if he wanted to. And he's brought his son. "Fantastic game," Sterling says, shaking hands with Coach Reed. He's in his seventies, silver-haired, with the easy confidence of someone who's never been told no. "I think you've got a playoff run on your hands this year." "Thank you, sir," Sullivan says. "Early days. We're just focusing on the next game." "Don't be so modest!" Sterling grabs the arm of the young man beside him—college-aged, skinny, wearing a hoodie that probably costs more than my rent. "This is my son, Brad. Huge fan."

Aziel told him how they won three out of five games. The Elder listened to Aziel tell him about his friends and how his best friend is Justin's son, Isaiah. “I'm going to start Junior training soon, and I'm going to be just as strong as my parents so I can be Isaiah's Beta when we're older!” Aziel stated proudly, and Nadja chuckled as he ruffled his hair. “Oh, I bet you will be very strong! You'll make one fine Beta,” Nadja said, and a smile beamed on his grandson's face. His chest puffed out proudly as he looked at his father.

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.

The file is sparse, almost empty. "Who is this?" I ask, frowning. "Not her," Cole says. "Her son." He slides another photo across the table. A young guy, maybe early twenties. "Daniel Castellanos," Cole continues. "Soccer player at NorthCrest University." My stomach tightens. I know that name. I've seen him around campus, heard stories about the soccer team's parties. "What did he do?" Cole's expression shifts—something calculating crossing his features. "Does it matter?"

Enjoy! A D O N I S - D E L L U C C I Age ✓ 31 years old Nationality✓ Italian Nickname✓ Donnie- DD Tag✓ Heir to the Dellucci empire Position✓ First grandson Parent✓ grandparents and Father Siblings✓ Ronnie Dellucci (25yrs) Behaviour✓ cold, aloof, Pokerface Relationship✓ once engaged Education ✓ All degrees cleared C A I T R O N A B A L B O A

“Go back to your room and study.” She murmurs before turning her back to me. I went into my room again and took my notebook out of the bag. I raised my eyebrows when I heard Relyon’s voice outside the house. He’s Uncle Leo’s son. Uncle Leo is also my Mom’s brother. Relyon is only 11 years old. What is he playing? It’s still bright outside... Wait, why does he seem to shout? Because of curiosity, I looked out the window, and I saw him looking up at the tree and shouting.

She would willingly give herself to the beautiful Orpheus. - How old are you? – Vlad asked the count’s son. - 486 sir. – he responds in such a ridiculous and high-pitched voice that Vlad flinched, instinctively protecting his ears. - My son is only 19 years old. Do you think you can make a good future count out of him? - Of course, my lord. I saw a photo of the prince. He is beautiful and will certainly give me beautiful children. - Don't you have the gene for carrying a child?

She'll be the next club doctor. (James III & Kenzie) are still married and in love as ever. Rocket and Torque took over as Prez. First time in history the club had 2 for that position. They are both still single. But both still young. They balance each other out when it comes to the decisions for the club. They couldn't be prouder of thier twin boys Jake and Justin, aka Rocket and Torque. (Caiden & Macie) are still married and in love too. CJ aka Caiden Jr, their son is now the Club treasurer. Carson their youngest daughter is taking after dad and now a well known author. Casey thier other brother is off at college no set career yet.