The Strongest Son In Law Novels & Stories

“Esteemed family, tonight I wish to welcome back Tristan, who will now at long last resume his rightful place as heir to the Sterling empire.” I inhaled slowly, steeling my spine. Here we go. Predictably, my uncle Victor immediately objected. “With all due respect, Father, perhaps the boy requires more... seasoning before being entrusted with control of the company. My own son Brady has dedicated far more years to learning the family business.” I clenched my jaw at the insult, but said nothing. Brady was a womanizing layabout who spent more time at casinos and nightclubs than the office. But openly challenging my elders would be unwise. For now, I would bid my time.

"If you want me to tell you, let Sophia go. The Real family The chairman of the group also wants Sophia." "That is, Sophia can do nothing, and it's just right for her to accompany the old man from the Real Group!" A group of people argue. "Why let my daughter go! No way! I don't care!" Lanie's voice. This time around, there was a sudden sound of a beating on the table, and an angry voice of an old man, it was Don Sanchez, the grandfather of the Sanchez family . "That's right! What a pity!

“So I thought again, why don’t I just manipulate my son, he was fucking eight…..everything should be fucking easy; like taking candy from a baby. But yet again, my fucking pathetic wife managed to outsmart me. And you know how she did that? She made it legal for my son to leave the mansion and head on over to his grandparents' place till he turned seventeen… and only then could he decide to return to the mansion; but at that point, he would be fucking king, and I would have to be at the whims of my own son. So I thought again….what if my son finally takes after me, and loses the pathetic attachment to his mother? I was dead wrong.” He sighed. “You know why? Because my son was exactly as weak

"I want to disappear. I don't want to be his replacement." I sighed deeply. That was unavoidable. Lawrence was the eldest son—the obedient, intelligent one of the family. He'd have to take over, no matter how much he hated it. Lawrence was the type of man used to enduring adversity without complaint. The fact that he was sharing this with me was an exception.

Lazarus was strict, but this other man, his older brother—Law, was intimidating in a way that I couldn't look straight into his eyes for more than a few seconds. His presence sent shivers down my spine, but I wouldn't let them see it. This man looked independent, like someone who could endure pain at its toughest. I averted my gaze as Law shifted his stare from Lazarus to me. From the corner of my eye, I saw him looking at my son. My son didn't even flinch from the intimidating way Law was looking at him. Luzon's innocent, curious dark eyes weren't afraid to stare back at his imposing uncle.

"Yeah, but... kids fall, right?" The doctor sighs and lowers the clipboard with the papers. "Are you and the father together?" What does this have to do with anything? "No," I reply. "When a child comes to us with a fracture like this, I have to ask. Do you think it could have anything to do with the father?" What is he talking about? "What? No!" I don't hesitate. Ashton is an asshole to people, but he's a good father. Owen loves him. Ashton wouldn't do anything to our son. No. He wouldn't. Ashton wouldn't look as he does if that were the case. No.

Sidney muttered when Westley was perhaps done convincing him, and then waltzing up the stairs with an unbelievable exasperated huff. They rest of the two left for their rooms, leaving just Hayden and Jayson to ooze in silence. Whilst was the least favorite of his parent. Among the quintuplets, he's the least loved by their father Axel because of his rebellious, adamant and stubborn nature, Jayson was kind-hearted, lovable yet weak. His inability to make decisions at crucial moments is his downfall. He's the weakest among the quintuplets, since his wolf is apparently weak.

I gripped the fork so hard that it began to bend. "I won't be surprised if he does that.” “He will do that." "A boy no one has ever seen before,” someone scoffed. “That makes it even more exciting," someone laughed. “We're still going to remain on top. And sources gathered are that his son is a lost cause," I heard Skylar's father say, and they burst into laughter. "He would have given it to his first son if he hadn't studied law instead.” The white bearded man scoffed and waved his hand in the air.

Feeling unacceptable, Dito threw a punch at Marcel’s face, who was able to avoid it quite easily. “Stop, don’t fight here!” Shirley shouted hysterically. “Cel, that’s it! Dit, please stop!” Marcel and Dito didn’t hear, they were already focused on fighting each other in order to maintain their pride as real men. “Please! You guys listen to me!” Shirley screamed almost in despair. “Sis! Brother Alvon! Where are you guys going?” Marcel didn’t care about Shirley’s screams, he was ready to make a fuss at his in-laws’ house because of his status as the legal daughter-in-law in the family.

He's not only the tallest, but even the man's muscles have muscles. His father is the best fighter in our Territory. His skills are unmatched, and he has never been defeated in our annual tournaments. Having Leonard as his father is both a curse and a blessing. Weston's father is extremely strict and hard on him, but this has made Weston who he is today. Weston is the best fighter in our class, undefeated, just like his father. And, because he's tall, dark, handsome, and the best fighter in our territory, it makes him quite the catch for Beta's.