Whitebeard Son Novels & Stories

I answer him and his eyebrows. “The Cartel? Are they trying to wage war?” “I would assume so. They think I have gone soft with a wife and children. We need to prove them wrong.” A sinister smile crosses my son’s face, one I know very well. Bloodlust. “Will I be trained to take part, pappa?” He asks, basically bouncing off the walls and causing me to chuckle. “I would not have it any other way, zver’.” I reply, calling him by his nickname received this past summer. Beast.

It was the Five Elements Organization's Master, Devin, who had injured her father. "Father, let me kill them!" Suddenly, a youth walked out. That young man was very handsome. He was one of the best handsome men in the world. However, compared to Lucas, there was much difference between them. When Rowan saw the youth, her pale face immediately turned cold. Her father, Grayson, was seriously injured by Devin, the Master of the Five Elements Organization, when he had offended this young man. Because this young man was none other than the Five Element Organization's Young Master, Kayson Lawrence.

Leonardo enquired "Turns out Armando had a son who was out of the country and with his father's death, he came in and assumed his father's position, I heard he went to a military school outside the country so he's very strong and strategic and his main goal right now is to avenge his father's death, I'd advise you to be careful Sir, his name is Fabio Armando and he will stop at nothing to kill you and avenge the death of his father" Jason said "Seems like I got myself an enemy" Leonardo huffed

Agitated, they blurted out loudly, “Zayn Larson! Sir, that’s Zayn Larson! He’s the one who killed our club’s three greatest warriors and numerous skilled fighters on Rowling Island!” “That’s the guy. I’ll never forget his face! There’s no hiding that!” “Zayn Larson. The son of a b*tch has the audacity to show up before us now. He has no respect for us at all!” Evilasius’ expression changed drastically upon hearing his subordinates’ comments. He forced out the words from his tightly clenched teeth, “Zayn! Larson!”

that Ren turns around which made the reporters break out of the train of thought. “Sir about his son did he visit his father?” “Where is his son now sir? Sir” “Sir, do you think that his son is related to his death?” “Sir! Sir!” “Now the cops will be investigating his son Watanabe Takeshi who is also one of the rising painting like his father” “Do you think this case will be turn out like father like so-” Takeshi removes the earphones from his ears backing up putting his phone inside his pocket.

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.

I made inquiries, holding back my hands from moving with the chains. "Well! How do I say this?" He stalled.. "Say it ! What?". I became impatient, wanting to know the truth, Charles was just about to say something because his mouth was starting to move, when suddenly a hand took my eyes away and it landed on the man with White Beards.. Bebe walked up to us and said . "Dracula , I present you , Derek, your son and the bloodline to the Dracula family"...

“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.

I bawled in my attempt to rip his face open but then Levi was pulling me back strongly. “That’s enough!” My father roared in warning now but I kept glaring at GreyBone. “You might be my son but you will not attack any General in this Academy without punishment. And in case, you haven’t realized GreyBone is no longer below you so he can direct you as he pleases. And in case you haven’t realized also, you are now amongst the lowest lowest-ranking combatants in Moonspire, as your casual win against the girl only earned you just a few of your points back.”

“I’m strong in my beast form. I belong in a real fight.” “Didn’t you hear a word I said?” Old Haemos blurted, running a hand through his thick beard. “You’re not ready. You’re too young even to kill a middling beast.” Gildeon stepped closer to the commander. “If I do, will you let me come to your fights?” he asked, his voice filled with determination. “I want to kill a greater beast. I want to avenge my father and mother.” “Avenge?” Old Haemos chuckled, tapping the side of Gildeon’s head. “Is that you, or the voice inside talking?”