Whitebeard's Son Novels & Stories

Why did it have to be him? Dylan Ashbourne, The Alpha’s son. “I felt it.” I murmur. “You felt it too. I know you did” “I did.” “Then why are you looking at me like that?” Dylan turned his face away from me and towards the crowd we were slowly drawing in. When he looked back at me his expression had settled into something decided. “Don’t.” His jaw tightened. “Don’t make this harder than it has to be” “You’re going to reject me?” I could hear the pain I was feeling in my voice as the reality of my situation dawned on me.

Fighting with such a strong enemy as Baldric Miller, he couldn't help but have half a point of distraction, he wouldn't have the energy to consider what the period of several years would be. Leads to his mental restlessness, is a kind of foreign force. Since then, in the fight with Baldric Miller, he has slowly fallen a bit lower. Tadhg Walter, watching the war from afar, discovered this strange situation, First he knew Baldric Miller was Amore Mio Miller's big brother, Baldric Miller arranged everything to arrest him, because he killed One Eye Bear and Super Speed ​​Bear. He couldn't help but frown, but he also didn't know what Break Bone Human would meet, at this moment Gunner Vivian still

"Brave Batard, the son of Depinn. You have to remove the garment of sorrow and wear the garment of gratitude now." Kiba suggested. Batard declined against the wall. The sitting room was filled with the members of the court and men of Nutusel. "Kiba, I am yet to honor my wife to gratification." "Bartard, my son. You will continue to honor Rebecca till eternity. Rebecca lives in your heart. You have a son to care for now..." "And a daughter, my papa." Batard, broke in. "Yes, Batard. You have to stay strong for them, you are a father now."

Sebastian dares not have the slightest arrogance and maintains a humble attitude. With such humility, coupled with the full Charm value, the white-bearded old man is very satisfied with Sebastian. "Not bad, not bad. You just joined the sect, and in just two days, you've broken through to the mid Qi Refining stage. It seems that Cold Girl has a keen eye for talent, haha." Saying that, Elder White-beard instructs Sebastian, "I am one of the twelve Elders of the Sword Sect, Tianqing. I am currently refining pills and need an herb. Are you willing to help me find it?"

His son. His breath caught in his throat as he read the rest of the report. It confirmed what he had suspected, what his instincts had been screaming at him since that first moment he laid eyes on Hibiki. The boy’s blood type matched his own. The child was a direct biological offspring of Jiro Fujibayashi. Hibiki was his son. And Haru, the omega he had loved and lost, had kept this from him.

The grizzened generals were all gone but one who was standing behind him, Kong Bai, with a lanky son in tow, Kong Su. The son was no flower either as he had been trained by the same Master Guo. The scars of his time were visible on his face as he twitched around the twisting scars on his face. The skin that was supposed to cover his eye was missing and the tendons and soft tissues were stretched taunt against what had been burned and missing. When the boy was in closer company he would take off the white jade that had been carved as it's color was close to that of skin. Now that they were in the presence of soldiers it was back on, with a stoic grimace.

she whispers, and the words sound like a funeral dirge. The Bratva soldiers are silent. The yakuza men who are still alive are silent. Even the sound of the waves seems muted, respectful, as if the ocean itself is mourning. And then Hikaru appears—Kori's son, moving through the warehouse with a contingent of yakuza soldiers. His eyes scan the deck, and when he doesn't see his father, the question forms on his lips. "Where is my father?" he asks, and the words land like a gut punch.

“My apologies Princess. Didn’t mean to knock over royalty.” I blinked at him, my mind still catching up. “It’s… fine.” He chuckled softly, eyes glinting with mischief. “Good. Wouldn’t want to start a war with you on your first day.” With that, he turned, tucking his hands in his pockets as he walked away, completely unbothered by the crowd still staring. I stood there, frozen, watching him disappear into the hallway. “He’s the son of Grayfang ,the closest elder to the moon goddess.”Sylvara whispered.

the leader continued, calm once more, "we won’t just kill Rhydian. We’ll destroy everything he’s ever built." There was a pause. Then the third man grinned. “And what of the boy? Valen? I heard he is the son of Beta Draegon." "Ah," The leader smirked, "I actually forgot he has a son. Rhydian is so stupid. I will visit him for now so I can see Draegon's son. If Rhydian is using him as his right-hand man, it would only mean two things. Number one is to look for a personal toy to satisfy his dick. The second one is because the boy possesses something tangible." The leader chuckled dryly.

Dad replied sharply and angrily, he noticed how Ian looked tense so he calmed down. All of this was just too new to him and he had not so many people to guide him. “My strong boy, you're brave like your father, and with you, we will conquer.” He tapped Ian on his shoulder. It has not been easy since the demise of our beta, he died a few weeks ago fighting in the war with Rouge King Hazan and now his son Ian has taken over as beta even when he is too young to do so but he is doing a good job.