The Flash's Son Novels & Stories

He was finally a good hider! From that day on, Flicker learned to use his light to his advantage. He became the best hide-and-seek player in the entire land, and he never forgot Hoot's wise words.” Tasha smiled to herself when she heard the soft snoring of the boys. She stopped reading and looked at them. Her heart overflowed with love for both of them. They were her world, her reason, her everything. She had gained another son this season in Jayce. The boy was just so loveable, like his brother. Her heart skipped when she remembered she and Tyson had only one week before they left for Berkeley.

I shook my head, “I’m in love with Steve, there is no way I’ll ever fall for you again. That was a gigantic mistake. You have Bethany now anyways, we each have moved on can you just let both of us.” He smiled at me and shook his head, “Bethany is nothing, just a way to you guys. Tell me how is my son doing?” “He’s doing really good.” He nodded, “Okay I think your ready for your second clue.” “How many clues are there?” He smiled, “There are 5, once you complete them all then Steve will be released.” “Can’t you just list them all and I can just do them all and show you? I can’t keep running back and forth, my father is leaving tomorrow I don’t have anyone to watch the kids.”

These people have killed too many of my father's men, deepening my father's hatred for them. "Ryan has a son. His name is Wyatt, and he should be around your age." My father tells me, observing me as he speaks. His crane is digging into the floor. "Don't underestimate him—I don't know what his abilities are yet." I smile. "Probably nothing like mine."

Everyone just awes at the sweet kids. "Thank you all for inviting us to your family meal. I have a lot to learn for you all. I hope to spend time with you, Beta Lucas." Tyson says. "Well, I'm sure you can teach me a few things too!" Uncle Lucas laughs. He's always been very humble. "This is our Gamma family, Marcus and Jorden Rodriguez, and their son and future Gamma Ryan." They all bow. Ryan is five, so he understands more and stands tall and proud next to his father.

"I am the Final Draft. And I’ve come to take my son back to the Apex." Elian froze. He looked at the ground beneath him—the "Infrastructure" that was his father—and then at the man standing before him.

The Prophet looked him directly in the eyes. "...your son has spent nine years becoming something the world has never seen." Grayson instinctively pulled Noah closer. "I don't care." "He's still my son." A warm smile touched Noah's face. "I knew you'd say that." The Prophet nodded slowly. "So did I." Silence returned. The stream beside them flowed gently across the black stone. Finally Grayson asked the question that had been burning inside him. "If the Ashborn hid him..." "...how did you find him?"

"I pulled strings. Used connections. I made sure your application was flagged as exceptional. I needed someone with a personal stake in this. Someone who wouldn't back down when things got complicated." "And Henry?" "He's the son of the man who destroyed your family." He said it without emotion. Like it was just a fact. "He's the perfect pawn. He doesn't even know who he is, not really. He's been running from his family's shadow his whole life. But now he's at the center of everything." *** End Flashback *** I came back to the present with a gasp. My hands were still trembling. My face was wet with tears, I didn't even notice falling.

"No, you're not alone. You have a son. He's the crystallization of your love with Yasmin. It's a continuation of your relationship." Sonnet, who had recovered from Logan's tragic love story, comforted him softly. Logan retracted his gaze from afar and looked at his son, who was playing alone under the pine tree. He smiled bitterly. "He inherited Yasmin’s autism…" "Shay's slowly getting better. He's a lot better than he used to be. And when I first met Shay, the only person he trusted was Dad."

he explained. "Please, do us a favor and go away," he pleaded. A tear slipped down my cheek as I established a mind link with Apollo, relaying the situation—our son's unique ability, omitting the news of his father's death. "That son of a bitch. I swear, I'll kill him once I'm out of here. But please, you need to find our son before it's too late," Apollo's angry voice echoed in my mind. He paused feeding Seth, his gaze shifting to his weak form.

he replied confidently. Everyone burst into laughter. Shawn's abilities were undeniable. In this city, he was second to none. Now, his son claimed the top spot! Lucas patted Joshua's shoulder. "Yes, yes, each generation surpasses the last! You'll be exceptional, Joshua, one in a thousand! Remember, you must surpass your father!" "Yeah!" Joshua's upbringing was completely different from Shawn's. As a child, Shawn experienced his parents' divorce, his stepmother's arrival, and the birth of his half-brother. The only person he could rely on was Lucas. This environment shaped Shawn's quiet and reserved personality.