American Dad Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I rolled my eyes at the loud chuckle she gave and lay back on the bed. "Fuck you!" "How was your birthday? Though I'm not sure how enjoyable it could be when I'm not there." I let out a chuckle and smiled, "I did enjoy it pretty well. Adrian took me to an amusement park. "Your dad's best friend?" "Yes." "Damn, you guys must have fucked or something because there's no way he agreed to that without a bribe." I raised my middle finger to the screen and scowled. "We might have fucked once, but that's not the reason."

I zoned him out and totally revoked my words from earlier. Carl was a shameless liar and the only reason why I had to believe some of his words was because he dad affirmed to it. I thought it was weird that I would have a crush on such an old man, but then, my taste in men was so bad, so I gave up trying to hate myself for it. "I'm sorry Tina, I should have resisted her seductions," her dad admitted and my eyes widened just like Tina's, "but for the sake of your mother, forgive her," he said and Tina paused in her movement.

Adam sneered “Dream on…I can’t wait to tell the world that I picked you up from the garbage bin a few miles away from home.” “Did you really?” Darcy made an expression that read he believed it before turning to Elizabeth “Mom, I hate to tell you this…. but Dad cheated on you….” He continued with a sad expression “How else could he pick me who looks exactly like him from the garbage bin?” The thing younger Darcy loved to do was pull his dad’s whiskers. He was a cub that did not fear death. Everyone was lost in thought… even Adam forgot to react. The shadow guard behind Adam had an undetectable smirk as though he was gloating.

she murmured, her voice choked with emotion as she scanned his small frame for any sign of injury. "I'm okay, Mom," Adam replied, his voice muffled against her shoulder. "Daddy killed the bad man and saved me. I love you, Daddy!" he declared proudly, his words a testament to the bond that had been forged between father and son in the crucible of adversity.

“It’s like when he’s around you, he changes. He’s quieter. More careful. Almost like he’s waiting for you to approve of something.” Damian chuckled lightly, warm but measured. “Approval, huh? I guess he wants to make a good impression. I am his girlfriend’s father.” “Dad,” she said sharply, cutting through the charm. “I’m serious. Are you pressuring him? Maybe without realizing it?”

she whispered her name, but it almost came like a moan. The lights in his room were dimmed, but she could still clearly see his large frame and his defined body. He's got a much larger physique than his nephew. All along, Catherine believed that it was one of the factors that contributed to her fear of reaching out to him. But now, on what's currently happening, it felt like she couldn't afford to be scared of him anymore. Her throat ran dry as she watched him pull down his pants, down to his last entry; his boxers. Her eyes widened especially when she saw its now standing proud member. She could already feel it being hard earlier. But she never imagined that it would be that big... and long

This isn’t the plan , that has never been the plan and you know it , I hate the fact that you don’t see it but your dad doesn't want me anymore . I know that I have messed up over the years and we have had our fights and we have settled , but none is compared to this . I loved him , I gave my life for him and this is how he decides to pay me back . He doesn’t even care about all the times that we have spent together . Your father might be spending the weekend with some random girl and you don’t want to see it just because he is your father and you don’t want to believe that he will do something like that .

“What kind of people are they? Apart from the overemphasis about how devil-like Favian is and how foolishly carefree Richard is, I want to hear your opinion.” At that, Darren looked up. “I think our father is someone who genuinely likes Ms Horton. If anything, we like Ms Horton more than she thinks we do. I don’t just mean it as an amazing teacher. If possible, I’d like her to live with us as well so that we can see her every day.”

He muttered awkwardly. “And you have never heard of a bloody telephone? Or, get this, something even better, as werewolves, this thing we share, called a fucking mindlink, you fool. Either one would have worked just fine in this situation, I do believe Adam, do you not? Rather than being here in the middle of the night causing a scene and putting Zaine’s business all over pack!” My Dad’s eyes were dark as he stepped a little closer to Adam, causing Adam to step further away in retreat. He knew he had fucked up. My Dad had made that more than clear.

My heart hammered so hard I could feel the pulse between my legs, a steady, needy throb that had been building for hours. This weekend was supposed to be simple: a quick family ski trip to celebrate Dad’s promotion. Mom, Dad, my little brother Tyler, and Marc—Dad’s best friend since college, the man who’d been a constant, larger-than-life presence in my world for as long as I could remember. Marc, with his broad shoulders, calloused hands, and that deep, gravelly voice that always made something low in my belly tighten. He was forty-eight, silver threading through his dark hair at the temples, a former Army Ranger who now ran his own successful construction company. To everyone else, he was