Are You My Dad Book Novels & Stories

My dearest Aurora, If you're reading this, then I've already left. Please don't blame Alexander. This was my decision. This afternoon I was contacted by Marcus Hale. If I gave myself up to you you would leave me alone. I couldn't allow my mistakes to destroy your future. Please don't look for me. Live your life. And if you can... Forgive your father. I love you. —Dad Aurora was getting to the final line of the paper, which was all smeared with tears. "No..." Her voice broke. "No..."

Dad taught me never to argue with crazy people. Back in my room, I locked the door and opened the envelope he left me. Inside was a letter and a USB drive. The letter was written in Dad’s hand. [Jayden, [By the time you read this, Dad will already be gone. [Still, don't be afraid. Dad didn't die. I just went back to my own world. [Before I came into this book, I was an ordinary person. I didn’t have much money, and I wasn’t particularly capable.

And i did. I did fucking cum It had my entire body vibrating so hard I thought I was going to pass. Fuck! This man just keeps getting better. He keeps learning my body more that I have learnt it. And he knows exactly how and what to do. My brain had completely gone foggy and completely wiped away with lost. I swear at the point if you had asked me to say a word I wouldn't. God have mercy, but when I told Micheal his father was better than him, I meant every damn thing. Every fucking word.

Not with anyone. By evening, I was back home for the weekend, feigning a smile at dinner as Mom droned on about her book club. Daddy sat across from me, his foot occasionally brushing mine under the table, sending sparks up my leg. His eyes met mine, dark with promise, and I felt myself getting wet despite the anger simmering inside. "How was your day, Isabella?" he asked, his voice casual, but I caught the undertone the one that said he was already thinking about later.

“Dad?” What? Michael is his father? Heart galloping, I alternate my gaze between Michael and Liam. “Hello, son.” Michael hums, wrapping his hand around me. “What brings you here?” Liam curses, his eyes rimmed with a red hue as he looks between Michael and me. I don’t know what to make of this! So, I’ve been fucking my ex’s dad? Well, instead of feeling guilty, what I feel is pride. Satisfaction. I bagged the bigger man, after all.

"Emily, how could I find you in a place like this? "When you first came home, you were so dark and skinny. I told your dad we needed to fatten you up. "But then everything changed. I hated your sneaky ways, how you bullied Lily behind our backs. If only you’d never been kidnapped. "And now you’re gone, leaving your dad and me to live in the agony of losing our daughter forever!" Even though men rarely cry, my dad’s eyes were red with unshed tears. His hands were clenched tightly into fists.

Even though her eyes were closed, her face still showed surprise and confusion. I didn’t want to leave her in that kind of situation, but I also needed to do it to clarify everything. “What book?” my dad innocently asked. “The book where the prophecy was written,” I calmly said, even though I really wanted to get my hands on it. “Oh. Why are you looking for that book? I recall that you weren’t interested in it,” Mom asked, confused. I smirked. “Don’t bother asking why. Because even if I don't tell you, you already know what’s happening,” I said sarcastically.

Juniper nodded her head after hearing Selena’s suggestion. The story was called ‘Me and My Dad’, and it was written in three installments that were split into three books. The plot revolved around a little dinosaur by the name of Rory and his father. In fact, these storybooks were a gift from her colleague who didn’t know that Selena was a single mother. Thus, she had never chosen them to read for Juniper because she was afraid that the child would ask difficult questions, which she might not know how to answer.

I was so hurt, I couldn’t wait to get home to sleep. As I stood in front of the door of my home, I felt a vibration in my pants which indicated a notification coming from my phone. I reached to my pocket and picked up my phone and read the message. “Oh my God!!!” I screamed. “What is happening darling,” My dad yelled as he ran and opened the front door to see if I was safe. “Dad see,” I said as I excitedly handed my phone over to him. “DEAR VANESSA ARCHIBALD,

In my past life, I threw myself in front of a truck to save my father. I ended up with both legs shattered beyond repair, permanently disabled. He looked down at me in my wheelchair. "You're nothing but an embarrassment to the Carrington name." Then he brought his mistress and her son into our home without a shred of shame. At the company gala, he replaced me with his illegitimate son. "We can't have people asking questions at the banquet. Brandon will go in your place. It's not like we're taking anything from you." My mother was framed by the mistress and died in a psychiatric facility. I was locked in a basement, cut off from water and medication, and left to rot. The mistress became