Are You My Dad Book Novels & Stories

I was plotting my revenge against Asher. "While T's getting the book, why don't you tell us more about your dad?" Kiema asked from beside me. A smile pulled at my mouth at the thought of my dad. I opened my eyes, looked at my mate. "He was the greatest man I've ever known. I actually see pieces and parts of him in all of you." I looked to all the men around the table. Made sure to include Asher in it. "My dad was a joker like Asher, although he had a more appropriate sense of humor."

you will expirence strange things but don’t be scared okay, I nodded my head even though I didn’t know what he meant, I love you, I love you daddy, he looked at me broken, I would also join mommy in a better place, he said, daddy what about me, I want to join you and mom in a better place, when you’re old enough you would know what I meant okay, I laid my head on my dad chest, hearing his heart beat, I heard the front door opened and close, Amelia grandma yelled, grandma I shouted back, she came rushing to the room immediately, when she step into the room, she covered her mouth with her hand, shocked, hurt and sadness was written on her face, I laid down on dad chest but I didn’t hear anyth

I didn't even think I was ready to hear from him. I hugged my dad next, inhaling his scent. “Are you sure you're okay?” He asked, and I nodded. “I don't think there's anything I have to worry about,” I said, shrugging. “Are you sure?” He asked, and I nodded again. I looked over at Daniel again. “I'd like to head to the office. There are a few formulas that I would like to try out.” My dad's face immediately spread into a smile. “You've been going through my book?” He asked, and I nodded.

I'll be the one to haunt him down. Before our dad was killed, I have figure out the things that he never confess to us, even my mom don't have any ideas about it. Dad was hiding some weird letters that mentioning about vampires and werewolves. It made me curious but I haven't shared anything about it with my brothers. They will call me weird if I'm going to share about those mythical creatures. Dad was very mysterious but I was a detective at my age. I'm silent but notice everything. I won't stop until I'll find out the answer and get what I want. I sneak into dad's private room, looking for some shreds of evidence but then I've found a book that changed my life forever.

I asked, tracing the engravings on the book cover. “Your mother’s spell book,” Uncle Al replied. “It is time you have it. Take good care of it.” “And clean up,” Dad grunted and got to his feet. “Try not to put yourself in danger, Phoebe.” I carried the book with me to my room. After cleaning up and dressing my wound, I stared at the spell book lying in my bed. I opened the book and read the first handwritten words I saw. Sarah Dunn. I’ve only heard my Dad say her name once.

At the entrance of the black market, I spotted my eighth and final godfather, Little Pops, in the distance. A rush of excitement swept over me. I bolted forward, about to call out to him, but my father, Jack, suddenly yanked me back and tied me up tight. My mother, Emma, took the chance to pry my mouth open. A bottle of medicine was forced down my throat. As the liquid trickled down, it left a path of fire in its wake. I gagged and spat out a mouthful of blood, then realized I couldn't make a sound anymore.

I grabbed the book and opened the dusty but a bit fancy book. "You might want to see this." Dad voice came.

I know I have always had the thought that I'm not the daughter of my father, but that doesn't mean I wanted it to be true. "You know what surprises me, is your ability to lie at any point in time, just because you want to see me weak." I shaked my head looking so disappointed. "It's not a surprise that you do think I'm lying, why don't you go through the book over there.. the one with the title, *The kidnapping of five kids." I stared at my father with a questioning look, then I went on to pick the book from the shelf... "Read it." He instructs.

“Did you write this book? Are you the protagonist who was mentioned in this book? Answer me, Dominick! Are you the author of this book?” “Yes. I am the owner of the book. And I am the protagonist who was mentioned in that book! Would that be enough to answer your questions… Dad?” I growled firmly, knowing lying to him won’t change anything. Dad was not content with slapping me with a 200-page book; he locked the door of the meeting room before he grabbed my collar and punched me in the face. I stumbled to the floor a few times. My mouth is bleeding. My head is spinning.

"Oh?" "You saw that stupid book too?" Something in my suddenly calm eyes made him freeze. His pupils exploded. He stared at me in disbelief. "You’ve known this whole time?" I let a cold, thin smile curl my lips. "Of course I did." "Why do you think I stopped loving you out of nowhere?" "Why do you think I latched onto your dad so fast?" I looked down at his instantly devastated face, my voice cutting like ice. "Because the second I learned how our story ends, I saw you as a dead man walking."