Are You My Dad Book Novels & Stories

he said. “ hmmm, what is it?" My dad placed a book in front of me. I glanced at it. ” what is this?" “ open it first", he prodded gently “ Okaay...... " I dropped my paint and brush and cleaning my dirty hands, opened the book. ”Oh. My. God!!!" I gasped. “ What the hell is this? Where'd you get it from, how much did it cost?" I hurriedly asked. My dad chuckled quietly

It was as though he wasn't listening to me, or he was deliberately acting like he wasn't conversing with me at first. Before my very own eyes, my dad suddenly appeared. I could have sworn I only saw Russell Reeds earlier on. How had I failed to realise that he was standing right beside him all along? Or, had he really appeared? Besides, my father was long gone. I blinked fast and shook my head to awaken from whatever nightmare it might have been. The moment looked very livid. My father pulled the book from his inner clothing and passed it to Russell Reeds. "Father, no!" I yelled, rushing at them to snatch the book off his grasp, but when my hand came in contact with the book, it vanished; ev

my dad said quietly, placing the notebook into my hands. My breath caught the moment I saw it. “This… this is Doris’s notebook,” I said, my voice tightening. “How did he get it?” “I guess there’s more to it than this,” Dad replied quietly, his eyes darkening as he looked at the notebook in my hands. “Dad,” I said firmly, stepping closer. “I need the truth. Who did this to you? To Mom?” He looked at me. Then he took a slow breath. “We were poisoned…” he began.

my dad says. As my dad walks over to where I’m standing, the book slams shut, even when I try to manually open the book it doesn’t budge. When he steps away towards the bookshelves, the book reopens. I step away from the book to see if it will open if dad and I switch places, but It stays closed. “Maybe it can Sense the Magic in me and will only open to someone who possesses magic?” I say. “Maybe sweetie, I guess we’ll have to get your mom in here to help test that theory.” dad says.

"Aria! What are you doing buried in all those books?" Dad's voice made me jump. I quickly closed the book and turned around with an innocent smile. "Nothing, Dad! Just... reading history! For school!" Dad raised an eyebrow, walking over and picking up one of the scrolls. "History, huh? Looking for your long-lost relatives?" I pouted. "You heard me talking to Master Shen, didn't you?" "I hear everything that happens in this house," Dad smirked, sitting on the edge of the table. "But fine. Since you are so curious... I have something for you."

"Are you my dad? Just yes or no." I open my mouth.

He asked, crossing his arms. I dropped my hands by my side and raised my chin a bit to make my excuse more believable. “I was reading a book and by myself. I slept off and woke up when it started to drizzle.” I think that should be believable enough. Efanell looked like he was having it and just as I was about to leave, my father made a ‘clever’ observation. “Where is the book?” He asked, sitting up in his spot. “Huh?” I replied, acting confused.

" and I was the reason you were born" " what the hell was that dad? Haha" " In case you forgot haha" Oh God, thank you for giving me this kind of parent. END OF CHAPTER 40

I don't even know why he bothers knocking when he knows he'll just enter anyway. "Hey," I close the book and he eyes it carefully while lowering himself down on my bed next to me. "Hey,” his eyes go to the book again for a brief second then back to my face. “My dad gave you that?" "Yeah," I nod. "Are you okay?" he asks. "I don't know, Aamon. There's a lot on my mind right now." My eyes meet his and he searches mine. "What did you want to talk about?" "I had a conversation with your father about Ash, my dad. Apparently, he's not the man from the books but his son."

Derry? It wasn't the pilot, it was Derry, My father! I waited patiently as they both spoke. Mr Mattias seemed at ease so I wasn't too worried. I just didn't want them to return now, no one was going to spoil this beautiful moment I was about to have. “Was it my Dad?“ I asked. “Yes Shimma,” he nodded. “Are they coming back now?“ I asked. He shook his head with a smirk on his lip.