Whitebeards Son Novels & Stories

He caressed my hair, and my cheeks, and applauded me for making him proud at the last international contest that took place, assuring me that he was on the move to tame Nikki and bring her back to her senses. "Father, who is that white bearded man?" I asked, suddenly his eyes went blank, as though the question hooked his oxygen. He could not believe I actually saw the man as he was exiting the room. My father was always known for his loneliness, but this white-bearded man who looked so familiar seemed to be closer to him. I needed to know who he was. "He is Carlos. He is very good in tiger combats and eagle claw!" My father said. My eyes brightened as I heard that from him. Did my father jus

“I really don’t know it would turn out like this. Father, you have to deal with the guy who broke my arm!” Alvis still wanted revenge against Kaze because he was unaware of Kaze’s real identity. “What? Who is that person?” Eobard could not believe his son could be so arrogant after losing an arm. If he had not heard it from Edmund in person earlier, he would never have believed his son would mess with the chief.

Again, Alfred’s brows furrowed. Oh nights, if only I didn’t need him to lead the warriors. “I’ll spare you the long story. Grayson is Stravos’ son.” “What?!” Alfred’s eyes bulged. I swear, tonight was the most expressive the man has been in all the years I’d known him.

Andrius saw this and shook his head, muttering, “Flashy, but full of flaws.” His voice was soft, but Sierra Timber heard him. She stopped and asked, “Who are you? Do you have great spear skills? What gives you the right to say that my spear technique is flashy and full of flaws?” Andrius chuckled. “Why don’t I have the right to say that?” Sierra said proudly, “Because my master is Hugh Wimbleton!” Hugh Wimbleton... Andrius remembered the son of the former Southern Warzone Lord, Dax Wimbleton’s son, Hugh, who had once been his disciple.

"F*ck Father, you knew this was going to happen right?? Then why the f**k did you have me return to the underworld?? This is you indirectly murdering your own son." I had sent out everyone including his girlfriend, Rosario. "You need to be strong now. You are blessed with so many potentials. You were trained by your father, the greatest swordsman in the whole of the East and Western territories. It's time to return to who really you are if you want to sit on that throne!!" I grabbed his palms, locking them in mind, trying to give him that extra push. "I'm no longer interested in that god-damned throne. That throne is a death mission right now. Come on father, think about what we stand to los

He wore a flowing white attire and unlike Hayden’s black short hair , his was long flowing white hair that fall around his shoulder. “ I’m not your son. You only lay a curse on me , give my mate to another man and you did nothing to save the poor humans from Cliff’s fangs ” Hayden replied shouting on top of his voice. He could feel the energy swirling around the room , The Beast lord getting upset that he was being denied by his own son. “ I gave you life hayden, I gave you your powers and look. The least you could do is to be grateful ” The Beast lord walk towards Hayden and stood before him “ You are in charge of helping the Beast and human… I have nothing to do with them except you! ”

"They ruin your skin." "She wouldn't have liked you leaving me alone either." "Or getting a minor pregnant. How is he?" It's such a shitty conversation that I respond with monosyllables and evasions. He's back in town after three years, and I won't be his son. He's never been a good father, especially after my mother's death. But he's acting weird; there's no trace of alcohol on him anymore, his beer is light, and he's shaved his beard and those unkempt locks. "What a useless guy," my mind mocks.

Philip smiled and said with a shrug, “Cora, your action of subduing Parkson has made the white tiger royal family very angry.” Cora, who was watching the excitement, could not help but be startled upon hearing this and looked at Philip in bafflement. “Why are they angry? I didn’t subdue them.” Before Philip could reply, the man in white armor spoke with murderous intent in his eyes, “The White family is the divine beast family of the white tiger royal family. When their children grow up, they’re destined to sign a contract with the most powerful person in our family and become a divine beast companion.”

That was when the space in front of Douglas began to bend and it slowly turned into a light screen. A figure was standing inside it. "What's wrong, Douglas? What's making you so bad?" The figure stared at the ground full of broken items but the voice was calm as it spoke from the light screen. "Dad, that b*astard, Chase Collins is back!" Douglas did not dare to hide anything from the man in front of him. He was not only his father, he was also the patriarch of the Webers, the White Tiger of the White Tiger Army. He had surpassed the level of martial lord.

Nevertheless, despite being faced with so many powerhouses, there was not a single trace of fear on Lucas's face. This was because he still had the chance to use Hundred Heavenly Steps. If he could not defeat them, he could still flee. "Are you talking about White Doll?" Lucas asked calmly. "Not bad!" White Hill stared at Lucas. Lucas smiled. "Your son has been turned into a zombie." What?! When White Hill heard that, his eyes turned red. "Kid, I want you to pay for my child's life with yours!" The moment he said that, White Hill began getting ready to make his move.