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HER SON

{NOTE! ~THIS IS A STANDALONE SEQUEL OF 'HER BLOOD'} In a world where immortality reigns, life knows no end. However, immortals are divided into two categories: the strong and the weak. The weak can be easily killed, often possessing vulnerabilities that make them susceptible to the superior immortals. * Tragedy strikes when my father, a weak immortal with a fated weakness, is killed by a man I once revered. This man, who cannot be vanquished, has also passed down his trait to me through my mother. I hold both my mother and this man accountable for my father's demise and all the ensuing events. Even though my mother sent the man into hiding to atone for the pain caused, I am certain that he will return. Only this time, it will be different. He will come back to complete what he started, to seek vengeance and forcefully take back what belonged to him. ***

FaeyVor5651 · Fantasy
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136 Chs

120. EXPOSED

"Let's give it about twenty to thirty minutes to work…or less." Reginald grinned mischievously at his daughter who stared back at him with a perplexed look.

"What's going on, Reginald?" Drussilla couldn't seem to understand what he was up to.

"Give it time, Beauty." He stood up and swiftly carried Fortune in his arms before she would run away or act smart.

"Let me go! Mami!" The little girl screamed while banging her father's chest but he looked unfazed as he walked to a lone white chair and sat her on it before warning in a stern voice.

"Don't you dare get up from this chair."

Drussilla stood up with a deep furrow at her forehead. He was being mean to their daughter.

"Reginald? Is something wrong?" She carefully asked as she approached him and gently rubbed his left shoulder.

His eyes were trained on his daughter as he glared at her. They both held each other's gaze and Fortune looked pissed.