The Flash's Son Novels & Stories

“So, who was that hunk? I thought he was that Grant?” “That was his friend, Griffin.” “I think, you should also talk to him. Now, that he saw Lumiere.” “I will.” ----- Ria stepped and stood beside Grant who was looking at her son peacefully sleeping. While, Gwen, peacefully sleeps on the long couch. “His name is Lumiere. He is my son,” Ria started. Griffin nodded as he mumbled, “That is why he looks so familiar.” “Grant doesn’t know about him.” “Why didn’t you tell him?” he asked, his forehead was crumpled but his eyes were still diverted to her son. “Don’t you trust him?” His voice was at its lowest, careful not to wake up the child who was still sleeping.

He leans over and spits out the blood allowing him to speak, with some confusion at my question, “My son? Felix?” “Yes, your son. How old is he?” “17.” “Good, that is close enough. Has he had his Alpha training? Or some thereof, and is he here?” “Of course… Yes, he got back three days ago…” “Have your son meet us in your office.” I feel as Morpheus follows Adrian’s link to his son, making sure that is who he contacts. I then link with Raphael and Zaire to let them know what I have found.

Not to knock him down, but to pull him under, into something he couldn’t easily put into words. Joshua Grayson… was his son. His own flesh and blood. The boy who had been lingering in his thoughts, the one he’d felt an inexplicable urge to be near, truly had a connection to him. Not just a hunch—now it was proven, backed by a valid, undeniable test result.

Relying on this, Steve thought he was secure in his Alpha position, never expecting his own daughter to challenge him. Oliver and Zen retreat, one to the window and the other to the bedroom door. Flash bends her body, ready to attack. Steve’s tail tucks between his legs as he tries to escape, but he’s trapped—both the window and door are guarded. I've been training under Jason this past month. As a Royal Knight, he taught me a lot of fighting techniques. I share all my memories with Flash. She moves slowly around Steve, looking for an opening. Steve is forced to fight. He bares his teeth and lunges at us, but Flash dodges easily. She’s not as strong as him, but she’s swift—fast as lightning,

Blaze met us in the main corridor with Luke in his side. “He's looking for you, Sofia.” Blaze uttered, and I went nears my son. I carried him and continued kissing his cheek. Luke inherits the handsome face of Drake, and I'm certain that when he met him, Drake will figure out that Luke was his son. Well, I have no plan of revealing my son towards Drake. He didn't deserve to see my son after all the things he did with me.

If it were up to me, I wouldn't even involve myself in a conversation with this man, but since he sought me out, despite the bullshit that leaves his mouth, I feel like he might have some information I could need. "I am a stepfather too. To two sons: Lenox and Atlas." Than states with such pride in his voice, I'm taken aback. Has this guy been running through the forest and eating the funny-looking mushrooms, or has he done some deep research on my family? What the actual fuck is wrong with this ogre? "As," Than takes a step closer, and for some reason, I can't move. "My daughter, As, she resides inside your son. She's keeping him alive, and he's protecting, shielding her."

None of them were anything like their once weak and spineless mother. Lucifer had wanted to give him an outrageous and vicious name Fury like other males in the house, but I refused and he too adamantly wanted his son to bear one of the names of the Nightwings and in the end I succumbed and accepted Lightning. Lightning Saunron. But, still I called him what I wanted, Michael and yet Lightning was sticking to everyone's tongue than the name I gave him. It was only a few months ago that with grudge I accepted that Lightning was very much catchy than Michael. Over the years, I went to Royal Mile to see my family. My mother was like the shadow of herself, but still managed to smile and talk when

Rafael Peterson strode over and naturally took my hand in his. My posture straightened immediately, feeling a surge of confidence with him by my side. Elliot and his friends froze, staring at this unexpected newcomer with varying expressions of shock and disbelief. I smirked and said, "Everyone, meet my husband, Rafael Peterson." "What? No way!" someone exclaimed in disbelief. Rafael smiled politely and nodded at them. "Hello, everyone. I'm Dani's husband." One of Elliot's friends snorted, his tone dripping with sarcasm as he said, "Oh, come on, Daniella. Weren't you into Eli? Did you just grab the first guy you could find?"

“I thought the Lewis Corporation was worth working with. I didn’t expect you’d be this blind, framing a good man like this. A partnership like this? Forget it.” “Dr. Collins, please!” My father panicked and slapped his thigh. When he saw how much Shaun valued me, he immediately clung to his last hope. “Let me be honest with you. Lance is actually the son I brought back three years ago. He’s the eldest son of the Lewis family! You should at least reconsider the partnership for his sake!” “Your son?” Shaun looked at me in surprise. I steadied myself against him and slowly stood up. My wounds still throbbed, but the coldness in my heart cut deeper. As I stared at the three people tied to me b

Possibly the father of this boy everyone is after. They thought her weak. They blamed her. But her blood carried the spark. The flame passed down through the twilight pact. And the man who fathered her son… was not mortal. The moment I saw the photo, it was like lightning through my veins. The bracelet. The boy. The girl beside him. Fate.