Who's Kylo Ren's Dad Novels & Stories

I know he’s a pig and all, but I don’t actually want–a lot of–harm to come upon him. “Then speak, boy. We don’t have all day.” My father demanded. Kylo lets out a deep sigh as he momentarily closes his eyes like this is some kind of burden. What in the world is his brother planning that he seems so exasperated by it all? “Nobody is going back to Switzerland with the King, and most certainly not Hailey.” Kage confidently claimed and everyone except for Hunter and Kylo–who seemed to already know what he was going to say–had their mouths wide open at his appalling statement.

My three children were standing outside the room, eavesdropping on the conversation; they didn't dare to go in, especially when they saw Louis, who was starting to get angry with his big booming voice. "Okay, I just want to know who my father is and where he is because I need him; I want to get better." "Your father is dead," I said and she shouted, "I need his name because I need my family! What is his name? Where does he live? if he dies, I want to go to his grave and ask why he never wanted to meet me!" I didn't dare to answer; Louis still looked emotional without thinking; he said, "Keaton Kennedy Rowlings, father of Commander Deron Alexander Rowlings, you already know him, right?"

And as for him, you are one remember? Ijus said raising his brow while smirking. Then realization hits Kian. "He is too." He mumbled. "If the union is completed, he will be. If you wanted an heir, then you must be forgetting something. Who are your other parents?" Kian frowned but still answer, "Kaios and Selene." "Uh-huh. And they are?" "The deities of Dark and Light" "Also known as?" "Death and *Kian gasped* ...life"

“His father?” “Yeah,” Ky nods, lifting his hand to drape it around my shoulders. He pulls me into him, and I immediately scrunch my nose. His scent of sweat mixed with the metallic stench of blood was making me queasy. “A general by the Boreas. The general if you want to be specific. He’s Alpha of Cinco’s right-hand man. He’s the head of the military and you know how strong our military force is. His father’s the shit – and if he wasn’t banished, he would most likely also be the shit. I wonder why he’s here though. Why would you settle in underground wolf fights?”

On the day Uncle Spencer was discharged from the hospital, the sky was overcast. After completing the paperwork, Aunt Ellen and her family left the hospital looking utterly defeated. None of them looked at me a single time. I knew they hated me for destroying everything they had, but I didn't care. Not long after they left, I got a call from Dr. Harding. He said, "Stefan, I have good news for you. The organ donation center just informed us that a new kidney has been matched to your dad, and it's a perfect match!"

" If you were someone of consequence, I would have." I flatly replied, throats clogged and heart pacing. I was only told the name of my father's murderer. Damon Skywalker. How could fate be so cruel?! I gave my virginity to this bloody son of gun! " Follow her," I heard him say to the blondie. " She remembers, but something is off about her." The way he spoke was deliberately loud enough for me to hear. I have to escape this world. I must.

Lucas stated in an a-matter-of-fact way. Alpha Titan's voice turned cold, "And you're having my son at hand as well..." Lucas continued, "Kylo's your bastard son, whom you have never officially acknowledged. So do me a favor, don't pretend to be a good father, and work with me. That fucking boy king is an unelected usurper, a fucking maniac. He systematically eliminated almost all of his right-hand men and generals after he got the throne. What makes you think that you'll be the exception? "

Kyle inhaled sharply. “No,” Kyle growled. “You have no idea what you’re talking about.” “Oh, I do.” Rael’s smile was anything but kind. “Her father wasn’t just a survivor. He was the last descendant of a clan the Moon Council vowed to eliminate—a clan with the power to command wolves, storms, and even the moon.” Lydia shook her head, tears welling in her eyes. “No… my father was a reserved man. He was gentle. He kept a distance from everyone.”

Rand had a serious expression on his face, his eyes were locked on Silver and Kaden interacting with the man. "I guess you haven't met. I mean of course you haven't." He let out a sigh. "That's Joe King. Leader of the Black Wolves. Silver's dad and Kaden and Dylan's uncle."

Jack Joestar was Ren’s father, the second-generation leader of the Joestar family. “You idiot, how dare you say that about my father?!” Ren glared at Kaze when he heard Kaze calling his father by name. Agnes was also agitated. “Kaze, mind your words! What do you mean he’s not worthy? Darcy is younger than Mr. Joestar, so how is he unworthy to receive her toast?” Kaze shook his head helplessly when he saw Agnes trying to argue again.