The Perfect Son Audiobook Novels & Stories

I realized, the words vibrating with a frequency that shattered the glass of every tank in the room. The infants in the amber fluid tumbled to the floor, gasping their first breaths of air. My son, now completely dry, stood up in the center of his shattered tank. He wasn't a baby anymore. In the span of seconds, he had aged into a toddler, his hazel eyes burning with a gold fire that mirrored my own. He looked at the Pit rebels, then at my mother, and finally at me. "Mother," he said, his voice no longer a whisper, but a resonant boom. "The Audit is incomplete. They forgot to count the cost of the soul."

He was a happy baby, always smiling, always laughing. "He is going to be a charmer," I said one day, watching him smile at Alessandro. "Just like his father," Alessandro said, grinning. "Just like his father," I agreed. We laughed, the sound filling the room. I had never been so happy. I had never been so at peace. I had everything I had ever wanted. A husband who loved me. A son who was perfect. A life that was beautiful. I thought about everything that had brought me here. The auction. The fear. The pain. The love. I had been broken, but I had been rebuilt. I had been lost, but I had been found.

Swiping on the answer icon, he brought the phone to his ear and greeted, "Hello.” On the other end, a male voice inquired, "Is this Josh?... It's your father speaking.”

She tightened up on me unbearably and I ended up spilling all my cum into her. “She’s really hot, Jacob. You did good finding this one.” Beth praised him. “I want to take her for a mate.” He told her. What the hell? I could hear in his mind how serious he was. He wanted her to be his. Then I heard something I wasn’t expecting. He was thinking about his daughter Julia. “What’s your last name?” I interrupted his thoughts. “Harris.” He said confused. Son of a bitch, “I know your daughter.”

mom said happily. “And call me Dad too, okay,” dad said with a smile on his face. “By the way Shane, sweetie, your family name sounds familiar to me. Are you the daughter of the chairman of the biggest amusement park business in the country, the Sandoval Corporation?” I realized now that I really didn’t know all about Shane’s whereabouts that’s why I'm getting curious too right now. “Yes Mother, I’m his one and only daughter like Roxy I’m also the only child of our family.”

But then he realized something when reading it. Mingchan was holding that thin page and staring at that panel where that robot guy was being kissed by a woman. “W-why is this so familiar?” Mingchan asked himself as the My Perfect Boyfriend w*****n was based on their true to life story. Mingchan was reading everything. He could not stop laughing and giggling until he reached the latest episode.

He turned to the son. He bowed his head. "Commander," Kaelen said. "Awaiting orders." I scrambled back, hitting the railing. "What did you do to him?" I screamed at my son. The son stood up. He looked at his father—his creation. "I removed the weakness," the son said. "I removed the humanity." He smiled. It was a cold, beautiful smile. "He won't hurt now, Mother. He won't feel pain. He is perfect." The son walked to the sealed blast doors.

"I'm not about to talk to you about my sexual life, you know why? because you never gave a fuck. I've spent my entire life trying to please you, kindergarten, best in class, highschool; valedictorian, University; first class honour, PhD; same thing. You even picked out my wife, my life partner and you chose someone you knew I could t tolerate, but did you care? no all you wanted was that I be the perfect son for your imperfections, that's all you cared about honestly" "Well aren't you happy with the life you got? you can walk into any room today and your name will be mentioned with honor, why would I want to have a son who is less of perfection ". "That's not the problem, you didn't care if

McGregor said, his smile knowing. I nodded. "I couldn't think of anywhere to find you, and I thought of here. Where we first met." "Miss the mad man?" He teased and I laughed. "How is my son?" He asked once the laughter died down, a hint of seriousness in his tone. I turned to him, squinting against the bright sun rays. "He is perfect. Luke is perfect." He broke into a big satisfied smile, then nodded. "I know. He takes after me. Without the flaws."

His head whips to the side to stare at me just before he bursts out in laughter, “I don’t think there is a comparison there, sweetness. Cum is supposed to come out, but blood is supposed to continue pumping through your body.” Giggling, I shake my head at his weird thought process, “I’m not sure about you, Jory. I hope these kids come out halfway normal,” I tease. He pokes me in the side, “Who wants to be normal in this big fucked up world? They are going to come out perfect.” I grab his hand to stop the poking and lace my fingers through his, “They will be perfect, Jory, because their father is perfect...in his own fucked up way.” I wink.