Are You My Dad Book Novels & Stories

Yup, I don't know how to lie and my dad knew that. " I read it on W*****d. How can it be wrong. That's the title of the book. " " It's a paranormal story and also a girl×girl story." Dad said and I pinned my face down. How did dad know that? " Chill , I'm not complaining." Dad said and smiled. " I won." He shouted. " Dad you cheated , when I was busy talking." I said laughing. " You know Daddy doesn't cheat. I'm the king of chess. Lemme shower and beat you again." Dad said as he rushed upstairs.

Jandro is already half-way to the couch, but something makes me stop in the hallway. I duck into the study room. The air smells faintly of cinnamon and old paper, Dad’s favorite scent combo. I miss them. I miss the normalcy. But mostly, I think I miss knowing myself. Everything used to make sense. I sink into Dad’s recliner and glance at the pile of books on the shelf. I hae seen them a hundred times… but now, one catches my eye. “Moon Lore and Earth Magic: Myths or Truths?” Strange. I could have sworn that was not there before. I pull it down, run my hand over the spine, and crack it open. It smells ancient. Like secrets.

How I was a kid who lost both parent one night to a naive nerd gets bullied at school, abused at home to someone who stands up to her cousin to someone who knew her secret is getting people killed to someone who finds out her dad is still alive to someone who finds out her boyfriend and best friend are secret agents working for her dad to someone who has a happy family now and finally to someone who clocks 18 tomorrow. My smile became wider as they all hugged me one after the other. We all had dinner together before everyone left for their respective home. Leaving I, my dad and a few workers. I knocked on the door to my dad's room. "Dad?" I said. "Come in Melody, I'm awake" he said. I turned

I smile and silently forgive my one and only family left and take the wallet and rush out. "Dad - wait" I pace up my feet even though getting my periods in the morning makes sure that my legs burns as I run , I see dad in distance and call out to stop him "Dad , you're leaving without your wallet-" "Don't call like a fucking maniac! I will use her as my trump card but not to my biggest enemy !it will be my defeat!" As I reach the lawn door , I hear dad on phone and freeze. What? Dad has enemies?

"She is the only girl I have ever really liked. Like really liked. The others were just for fun. But Laura. She is different." Dad's jaw tightens. "I know." "How do you know." "I can see it. The way you look at her." I nod. That makes sense. "Dad. Can I ask you something." "Okay." "Were you ever in love. Like really in love. With Mom or someone else." He is quiet for a long time. I think he is not going to answer. "Yes," he says finally. "Once." "What happened." "She left." "Why." He looks at me. His eyes are dark. Sad.

"Dad, if you were here, you would know what to do, what to tell me." I pulled my knees up to my chest and cried even harder. I had searched the Book of the Living Gem all week and found nothing. Nothing helpful. "Dad... If only..." I felt a warmth fill the room. My eyes were closed, but I could see a stream of light through my eyelids. "What the…" I raised my head and nearly passed out from shock. “D… Dad? How…” His hand was out. I was skeptical, my heart racing. Dad was dead. How was… how was this possible?

Her voice breaks the silence, soft and hesitant. “You killed your dad, Grayson.” I groan, the weight of it all pressing down on me. “He wasn’t my dad,” I mutter, frustration lacing my voice. “Not in the way your dad was a father to you.” She looks at me, waiting for an explanation. I sigh. “Look, things started going missing around the house, and my dad blamed me. Every time, no questions asked, it was me. He’d beat me for it, no proof, just accusations. But I knew it wasn’t me. So one night, I followed him. I took pictures of him selling my grandmother’s jewelry and heading into a casino. He found out, smashed the camera, and beat the crap out of me.”

But his chest rose and fell in a slow, steady rhythm. He was still alive. Barely. My feet moved before I could think about it, stopping a foot away from him. “What’d he tell you?” I asked Ronald without turning back. He ignored me, speaking to Mason instead. “What did you find out from the grandmother.” Ronald asked evenly. Something heavy pressed against my chest and for a moment, I couldn’t breathe. I turned to him. “That your father was deranged.” I spat. His face didn’t waver. Nothing.

"Excuse me, I gotta go." Their visions followed Gianna until she successfully left the apartment. Alastar's heavy sigh could be heard after. "I'm really sorry for not telling you... I was supposed to call a janitor to deal with the mess but I forgot," Alastar stepped closer and hugged her tight. "You do know that it's my birthday tomorrow, right?" "Yeah... I'm busy preparing all day for it." Catherine sighed and hugged him back.

Oh and I'm an intersex. I can't believe dad is actually married. It's not that I'm not happy for him, I am really.Its the fact that he didn't tell me nor invite me. I decided to stop thinking and just take the nap since the drive will be quiet long and before I even knew it I was out cold. ----------- I woke up to a light shaking "Sweetie wake up we here" I open one eye to see dad give me a small smile. Once I got out of the car I was in aware like WTF! This house is huge; it's a three story family home,beautiful garden up front,beautiful green grass and has three garages.