The Son Novels & Stories

I just entered a taxi real quick. Memories flooded me as I sat in the car. All the moments spent with Jeremy.Jeremy was tall with dark brown hair, a sharp jawline with a hint of stubble.His hazel-green eyes were my favorite features and his broad shoulders with bulky muscles. He was his father’s only son in charge of the multi billion dollar business across the majority of the states.

"Did you do this to my son, Sophie?!" I caught her wrist, and she frowned from the pain as I had used a little too much force. "Mrs. Jameson." I released her hand and took a step back. "Your son contracted a sexually-transmitted disease, which his newlywed wife, Rita Sloane, transmitted to him. Do you need me to give you a copy of his medical report?" Her face turned pale instantly, while Scott's father leaned against the wall, looking as if he had aged ten years. "Scott… Is it true that he…" His voice quivered.

I've never had a boyfriend, just sporadic things, and the first one was his father; after that, being with a guy my age is very difficult when they find out I have a two-year-old son, so I stick to whatever happens. He smiles at me, and he seems quite pleasant. He has a whitish smile, and his muscular arm stretches towards me with an open hand. I accept it because it seems like a funny gesture to greet me. The bicep is defined under the short-sleeved blue shirt, and the firmness of the handshake confirms my theory that he's an athlete, whether from the gym or whatever, but he exercises. "In that case, I'm Samuel," he introduces himself, and when I let go of his hand, he runs his hand through

Was any of that following my instructions? "And after you contracted an STD and intentionally passed it on to me… Was that what I wanted, too?" My words grew a collective wave of shocked murmurs. "Good grief. What is wrong with this son? He ruins his life and drags his father down with him. That's an ingrate, through and through." "Don't even get me started. Caleb is completely blinded by lust." "I think the father must've been driven past his limit to file for a legal severance. If it were my son, I would've disowned him the moment his thug girlfriend beat my wife into the ICU."

I hear Samuel's voice call out. My son...

she argued pointing out things. “Alright, but Grandpa Su was not a beta but I agree with you. Now since you want to be a beta so badly, I have a small mission for my small daughter here,” He voiced out and she was thrilled to hear what he wanted to say, her almond eyes bulging out in delight. “ Do you know, Damon, the alpha's son, I want you to be by his side, protecting him, he is going through a lot and so he needs his mini beta to cheer him up,” her dad proposed.

When I realized my soulmate Darius was still hung up on his former lover Cassia and her child, I started teaching our son to call him "Lord Darius." That night, Theo accidentally stepped into a thorn trap set by forest nymphs. He was poisoned by a minor curse that sent his magic spiraling out of control and plunged him into darkness. But Darius turned and left because Cassia called him on his messaging crystal late at night. I touched my son's forehead as his divine aura dimmed from the pain, and made him say, "Goodbye, Lord." On Theo's birthday, Darius skipped our celebration because Cassia tearfully complained that her child needed a father. I didn't say much. I just had little Theo e

If anything, she is happy that we have found each other. Hearing that makes me relax, and I smile when Sally takes in my disheveled appearance. She smiles back as her gaze travels over us. Ashton’s hand is placed on the small of my back, but her smile doesn’t falter from seeing it. I step further into the room, Ashton’s hand staying in place as he follows me like a shadow. “Now, who is this little guy?” I ask in a sweet tone. “His name is Felix,” Sally says as she handles her son with care, cradling him as if he were the most precious thing in the world—which he is, for her. “He is a hybrid, just like his Dad.”

When I'm brought back to the Gould family, Matthew Gould, the adopted son who's taken my place all these years, doesn't even bother putting on an act. The first thing he does is punch me square in the face. "So what if you're the real son? Mom and Dad already told me all the family assets will be mine, and that you're not getting a dime!" I don't take it lying down. I hit him back even harder, then drag him straight to Mom and Dad, his face swollen almost beyond recognition. "Is what he said true?" I demand. Mom and Dad look panicked, putting on placating smiles as they scramble to explain. "Of course not! You're both our sons. We'd never treat either of you differently." I raise an eye

At this point, he had seen it all. "Your city? You mean the city you run around dirtying with my name." His father stroked his mustache in amusement and thought to himself... they really do not make twenty-two-year-olds like they used to. His son was crass, rude, angsty, violent; what and where exactly had he done/gone wrong? "You mean our name..." Sochun sat opposite his father. "Our city… No?" He was trying to push his father's buttons. Unfortunately, nothing he did affected the man except for… "So I'm at school studying like a good little boy, and guess what catches my eyes..."