Novel & Cerita Which Godly Parent Do I Have

As I look into those big brown eyes, I could still hear him say, “You are no angel yourself Kay, you’ve done some horrible things.” As I began to blink steadily, I look back at my precious little boy who looks way too much like his father. His father is the perfect definition of a bad boy and me I used to be the typical good girl. I had just given birth to a beautiful little boy in a town far away from friends and family. Before I hit my due date I packed up my stuff and ran and never looked back.

No wonder, because his father was a prince who was directly blessed by God. "Actually I'm a little curious Mom, who is my father?"

I have to think of something real fast before my life crumbles completely. My eyes fell on my stomach and instantly, an idea got to my head. Alexander Grey. The father of my child. He’s a multi-billionaire. He has resources, power, connections. If anyone can help me take back control of my life, it would be him. I grabbed my phone and searched for his name. Articles and photos flooded the screen, and from their content he was a very loyal wealthy man, who treats people with love and respect. There were even pictures of him visiting the orphanage homes and refugee camps.

“Sweetheart, what other people choose to do with their lives, is none of our business. As long as it doesn’t affect our lives, we should stick to our business and let the world do as it pleases. “I watch my dad sign to her, and she groans before sitting on a sofa adjacent to my dad. “I can’t just look away from things like that, Philip. I’m a Christian. What will God say when he finds out I have done nothing about this? “She replied, and I looked expectantly at my dad. Wondering what answer he will give to that. “But you have done something. “He signs back, and I raise a brow. She has? “I have? “ “Yes. You’ve raised our children right. Our son is an A-list student who makes us proud. Our lit

“No, but my blood curse has affected her…The point is, I know what it’s like to want a different life for your child, and besides, all the other Gods have had me clean up at least one of their fuck ups, seems only fair that you get one too.” I never thought I’d see the day when I’d find myself standing face to face with a God and feeling a strange type of kinship. Oshmin understands what I’m feeling better than anyone. Both our lives were ruined by Jartre, and we killed and infected many because of it and now he’s a father, I’m about to be a father, and both of us fear how our pasts will impact our child. I guess I really did come to the right person. “I still can’t believe how willing you a

"Yes. Ma'am." "Is Grey Grey okay?" Sunny ask worriedly. Cara snorts and replied. "Don't worry Sunshine, even God himself will not kill Greyson." "He's the heir of Satan big sis. Greyson will outlive all of us. Oh and daddy is Satan himself if you are wondering. Right mommy?" Gabriel said. I nodded in agreement. Gideon's evilnes has no bounds. Just the other day he hides my donuts because he said my blood sugar will increase and I already had enough.

Nature seemed to provide an opportunity for Edgar to release every burden freely, "I'm sorry, I came here under these circumstances." Edgar paused his sentence. "You know what? Actually, maybe I will become a father. But fate said otherwise. Maybe God considers me incompetent to be like you, Dad. Like back then, like God didn't think I was good enough to be with Balqis."

“Alright, I need to tell you something about your family.” I freeze, my instincts going on high alert. “Do you know who they are? My parents?” I ask, not knowing how such a thing would be possible based on the limited information the Goddess shared. “Baby, the couple the Goddess described in your memory – a powerful Alpha King from an ancient bloodline, with a tender-hearted wife who couldn’t bear children… around the time you were born… there’s only one couple in the world who fits that description.” Sinclair explains gently. My heart ceases beating completely, “Who?”

I swallowed. "Do you." "My father is Metheus." I looked at her. She was staring at me now, eyes wide in horror. "Metheus as in the god of evil and the dark?" I looked down at my fingers. I was fucking embarrassed. Of all things to be attributed to, it had to be evil and dark. I cursed the day I was born to him. I would have preferred being a regular boy with poor parents. Hell, that would have ve e fucking better.

My mother turned to look toward my father. “I don’t know you guys. You should have seen the way he drained that half-blood God. He was the offspring of Poseidon. When Ryder was done with him, he was nothing but a weak human.” My mother’s face paled. “Is this true, Ryder?” My father asked, and I nodded. “It was instinct, like I knew how to do that my entire life.”