What Does Deku Dad Look Like Novels & Stories

Dad places dj into my arms, he looked just the same but his body was full of special chemicals and spices so when we set him alight he would burns to dust almost immediately, it's the way it's always been for our people and i was happy we could do the same thing for our precious baby boy. He looked beautiful as usual, the spit of drake and strangely he looked a little like noah and caden too, even though my family isn't all blood related we all looked like we were, dj was perfect, he had drakes face, his nose and ears, the shape of his eyes was all caden, the shape of his hair and head was noah, he was a perfect bundle of all of them, he was perfect.

I was about to knock when the door suddenly opened on its own Wow! Their door is hightech huh! I just went in and I saw an old man sitting in a chair with his hand on the table. He is old but his complexion does not have any wrinkles. He also sat up straight and his body still looked strong. He looks like the Dumbledore of Harry Potter! His hair is also white and he has a long mustache like dumbledore! Could it be that Dumbledore has a missing twin? Oh my god! I’m getting crazy!

We join the wedding party waiting for us by the entrance to the hall where the wedding will be conducted. I walk toward my father and take his hand. His curly hair, unruly as usual, is smoothed back today. Despite the crude scar on his cheek, the look gives him a refined edge. But he still reminds me of an older Sirius Black from Harry Potter. Dad looks like the proud man he always shows the world, but nervousness lurks in his eyes. I understand the nerves. I'm not just his only daughter, I'm his only child.

His father followed suit. Considering they aren’t Lycan, they are big, brutish builds. Both with shaggy light brown curls, piercingly dark eyes. The father, Declan, has a thick, short brown beard that fails to hide a lifetime of scarring. He glares when he catches me staring at him, but then I know he and Cal are doing the same to me. They’re looking at my build too. Working out if I’m dangerous based entirely on my size alone. Without a word, Cal walked away. Elvie and Reu said nothing, merely parted to let him through. Then Reu and Declan embraced tightly.

Ash says with a bashful look. I stare at her and then at Mama, I really can't tell the difference but I think Mama's way…. prettier. Ash and I stay back and watch Miss Ivory and her company. The uncle isn't as tall as Papa, he has very dark skin with red gems for eyes, his hair is wavy and combed backward, and most importantly he looks very scary. "He's looking this way Dexter," Mama says, "should we say hi? Is he a friend of yours?"

He was holding it together, just barely. Varian had turned into a strong, handsome young man. He looked so much like his father—tall and solid with broad shoulders, dark hair that was always a bit messy, and those calm, serious silver eyes that he got from Kai. His posture was proud, confident, just like an Alpha in training should be.

I’m going to have to meet them now! “Hello Dear” I hear a voice, and look up to the doorway and see a man walking though, he is tall and muscly much like Knox, clearly a former Alpha. He has the same dark hair as Knox, the same strong jawline and similar facial features but striking green eyes instead of Knox’s beautiful brown eyes. I assume this is his Dad. I stand up with a smile “Hi” I say nervously, Knox is suddenly by my side with his hand around my waist.

He was giving me a way out. “Dad…. I promise to leave if I become not okay. Okay?” I guess it didn’t matter how old I got, he would always worry about me. That seemed to satisfy dad because he didn’t comment back. What I did notice was the change in demeanor each guy possessed. Alec didn’t have any warmth to his green eyes. Instead, they were black and ready to taste blood. Once dad stopped talking, his too shifted as his reputation started to show. It almost made me flinch away from him. His chest puffed out, shoulders and arm grew like three inches and his aura pulsated around him.

This Duke Mikan seemed to love his wife very much because he roughly pushed away servant and ran upstairs in speed only to be again push down by someone. “AAAHHHhhhhhh……………………………………..” Duke Mikan screamed as he lost his balance came trembling down several steps of stirs before he was helped by servants who were following him in middle before he could end up on floor. A tall man of around 7 feet height came into view, he looked very strong and muscular which was equivalent to his height, he was dressed in pure black colored robe dress with a iron armor on his body and sword hanging on his side of his waist, he eyes looked cold like winter around his tanned face, his face looked murderous beca

and blended it with yesterday’s toast. They looked like the final options left in a character creator when you click “randomize” too many times. Behind them? My father. The Duke of House MacMayer himself. Lord of land, money, secrets, and bad parenting. And oh, he did not disappoint. He swept in wearing a floor-length coat stitched with silver runes, dark velvet layered over obsidian armor like he couldn’t decide if he was going to a war or a musical opera about war. His boots clacked. His cloak fluttered. And his mustache?