Historias de Father-son

Hi everyone, this is my 1 st story hope you all are gonna love it , do shower your love and positivity for this adorable family A brief introduction It is a story about a Ceo , Mr. kim Taehyung living with his younger brother jungkook and son hedio . It involves family moments , brotherhood, fatherhood , punishments , pampering and definitely a lot of chaos. Now without further ado...you all are most welcome to read the story 😀 😊

Twelve years ago, Lev Romanov vanished. Now he's been found. Raised in an abusive household, Lev knows nothing about love, safety, or family. Suddenly thrust into the world of the wealthy and powerful Romanovs, he finds himself surrounded by parents who never stopped searching and brothers who never stopped missing him. But how do you return home when you can't remember where it is?

Eli has spent fifteen years being fine. No father, no history, no last name that means anything-just a foster placement in Kansas, a job he wasn't supposed to have, and a very specific list of foods he can eat without his body staging a protest. Fine. Manageable. His. But somehow, hitting a wine bottle at a customer leads him to a family and a home he doesn't recognize. Aleksandr Volkov has spent twelve years looking for his youngest son. He was not prepared for what fifteen years of fine looks like up close. ➜ cover by @sugararmy07

Kim Taehyung. He is a powerful CEO, insanely rich and ridiculously hot. Absolutely everyone fears the man his employees, staff, and even fully grown men twice his size. Unfortunately for him, his own children completely missed the memo. Kim Jungkook and Kim Siyeon are the two absolute devils who wake up every single morning and immediately choose violence against their father's mental peace. Jungkook spends his time getting into random fights, racing cars, and constantly testing his luck. Siyeon, on the other hand, begged for pet snakes last month and literally flooded the entire backyard yesterday trying to build a DIY pond for ducks. Together, these two are the sole reason Taehyung probably needs a massive amount of therapy. Their household is a never-ending cycle of loud arguments, intense punishments, dramatic threats, and chaotic sibling fights. In fact, Taehyung finds himself uttering the words, "just wait till we get home," at least three times a week. But despite all the absolute madness, these three idiots would still burn the entire world down for each other. And unfortunately for them, their chaotic little world was already starting to burn on its own. ━━ "Dad, please just listen to me first-" Jungkook pleaded, raising his hands defensively. "No," Taehyung cut him off, his voice deadpan. "You had plenty of time to explain yourself while you were actually committing the crime." ━━━ "How do you always catch us?" Siyeon whined, tossing her hands in the air. Taehyung didn't even look up from his tablet. "I raised you both. Your stupidity has very predictable patterns." ━━━ "You're way too strict on them," a friend pointed out, watching the kids cause chaos in the background. Taehyung let out a heavy, exhausted sigh. "And your children aren't allergic to peace." ━━━ Raised by Kim Taehyung Written by Liyah Read at your own risk. This is my 2020 Wattpad era. Cringe energy ahead especially the first 10 chapters.

"I don't remember anything, and I DONT WANT TO" "K-kookie w-who did this to you?" "A monstar " "Jinnie hyungie" "Tae tae" "We always loved you kook, and will love you still" "Not still with you" "The memories are STILL WITH YOU kookie" Hey everyone, welcome to another BTS brotherhood story. Please show your support!

Prologue - The Child the Winter Loved The child was five when the world taught him how to be quiet. He had hair the color of moonlit frost-silver-blue, soft and fine, always a little unruly no matter how carefully it was combed. His eyes were deep ocean blue, scattered with tiny flecks of gold, like stars trapped beneath water. When he smiled, people once said it felt like spring had arrived too early. That was before his mother died. Before the archducal manor grew cold in ways no hearth could fix. Before love became something that hurt to hope for. Blamed and punished for something he didn't do. "Stay outside until you have repented on what you have done!" --Papa it's cold and all snowy outside.. I'm really cold here.. But it was fine-he foolishly believed. He will wait until the day papa will hold him and tell him "Don't worry, papa is here" once more. And so, he waits.. waits.. until, he can't anymore. "Papa I will sleep for a little bit, I'm very sleepy.. " -------- And the child slept. 𝙃𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙪𝙥 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣. ...Or will he? (OG STORY, COVER ISN'T MINE :3)

After a year, Bucky returns from Wakanda, expecting to reclaim a little of his life at a time, is completely thrown for a loop when he finds a teenager he has too much experience with. Peter Parker has been alone for some time now. Dr. Strange's spell was a success. No one knows who he is. It's better this way, right? Until one day he runs into a grumpy yet scarily familiar man with a metal arm. Bucky doesn't do any form of relationships. He's lost too many people. Peter is desperate for human connection, but he's terrified of wanting it. He's lost too many people. An ex-super-soldier too protective for his own good. A teenager-turned-hero too reckless for his. Their lives are too messy. Too dangerous. But they're all the other has. And despite their better judgement, they form a bond. Bucky would do anything for that kid. Especially kill anyone who dares hurt him. Peter would risk his life for the man he considers almost like another father.

* wonderfull dou of a father and son. * strict dad. * understanding * bueatiful bond * naughty son * military officer

Wherein a human longs for his demise, the end to his story, to forever cease existing. And wherein a human raises a toddler and goes on to become the most powerful existence in the entirety of the universe.

One month ago, Shadow and his allies did the impossible. The ocean remembers it. The Gods remember it. And in the cracks that victory left behind, something ancient has begun to move. It does not come as an army. It does not come as fire. The threat seeping into both realms is older than the Gods themselves-and it does not attack what you fear. It attacks what you love. It learns the shape of every bond, every loyalty, every reason you have to keep fighting, and turns them back against you one by one. As the Void spreads, Shadow's alliance must grow. A Goddess who has finally looked clearly at what she spent centuries defending. A God of storms wrestling with the difference between obedience and complicity. Ancient powers long held apart by decree, carrying knowledge no one else possesses. And enemies from the first war who arrive with something no one expected-a choice. Victory did not make the world safer. It made the world pay attention. Now survival demands something harder than courage-it demands honesty about what survival is actually costing, and whether what remains at the end of it is still worth the name. The Front Between Worlds is the second book of the epic underwater mythology-the story of what you become when the war you thought you won turns out to have been only the beginning.

A fanfiction where Snape raises Harry Potter because Lily asked him to in a letter before she died. My version of Snape has a better personality throughout the series of stories. He has more logical thinking, maybe he's braver, and his love for Lily is portrayed more romantically. Harry excels compared to the original in nonverbal spells, wandless magic, and naturally in potions, since Snape teaches him personally. In my fanfiction, I focus on gradually developing the relationship between Harry and Snape, from initial dislike to a father-son bond.

In the Anomaly, you're going to find original characters created from my imagination ( or you can say they choke me to write them. Specially kuvim that kid is stubborn as hell ) . Further you are going to find scenes that are heartwarming, humorous, mysterious and maybe heavy. In this story. There are three kids and none of them are blood related. It's a found family with three dragons living in their minds to protect them from known and unknown dangers. Kids are under the adoption of a man tyrox. He is a guardian who loves to be grumpy and seems tired all the time. But he does love his three brats a lot more than he shows. Furthermore the story follows these four and their adventures in the world where superpowers are Commons and myths are real. This is also my first time writing and the first story so follow my madness if you are also untamed and chaos loving.( If you find something surprising in story don't ask me I will be just as surprised as you. ) And last but not least shadow is watching (he's bored )

He came searching for answers. Instead, he found a past that refused to stay dead

Oliver William rescues Edith from thugs, sparks friendship and hidden feelings, all in one night, but never meet again. Two months later, Edith is introduced by Oliver's brother, Michael William, as his girlfriend, while Oliver secretly loves her. Family legacy, loyalty, and love clash- hearts get broken.

This is fanfiction, it does not follow the original story track. In this I'll write one short.

hello friend its a requesting story for a father son bonding so here we go for a family father son story carectors ACP PRADYUMAN [ HEAD OF DEPARTMENT] MRS PRADYUMAN [ HEAD OF FAMILY] SR INS ABHIJEET[ ELDER SON OF ACP PRADYUMAN AND SR INS IN CID ] DAYA [ YOUNGER SON OF ACP PRADYUMAN ALSO OFFICER IN CID ] OTHER ALL OFFICERS..PURVI SACHIN SHERYA PANKAJ FREDDY SIR DCP DIG AND ALL OTHERS DR SALUKAY [ FORNSICE EXPART OF CID FRIEND OF PRADYUMAN OTHER ALL THINGS PART OF THE STORY TIME TO TIME .....

Kaviyaan Abhi Malhotra, A cheerful 12 Year old's life with his strict yet pookie papa 'Dr. Abhi Malhotra' Warning: Physical punishments/ spanking of minors Starting - 12/7/26 End-

long lasting reunion between a father and son.. Just start reading.

The Soldier Named Ridan Malik Some stories are written in ink. His was written in sacrifice. Ridan Rizwan Malik was many things. A mischievous son who could make his mother laugh even on her worst days. A devoted husband who loved quietly but deeply. A father whose world revolved around two little boys. A brother who never stopped protecting those he loved. And a soldier who chose his country every single day. While his family celebrated weddings, welcomed new generations, and healed old wounds, Ridan stood far away in places where danger was a daily companion and tomorrow was never guaranteed. To the world, he was an officer. To his men, he was a leader. To Pakistan, he was a soldier. But to those waiting for him at home, he was simply Ridan. The boy who promised he would return. The son who carried generations of love on his shoulders. The man whose courage would one day become a family's greatest pride and deepest heartbreak. A story of duty. A story of family. A story of love that survived distance, silence, and loss. And of a soldier who kept his promise until his very last breath. "Some sons are raised to carry on a legacy. Some are born to become it."