Bambi's Father's Name Novels & Stories

she said, reaching out for a hug, but Kyle wasn’t ready to share me yet. “Call me Liam,” his father added with a warm smile. “And this is Kyle,” Jane said, introducing the baby. I tickled Kyle, making him giggle, and Gideon moved to take him from me. As soon as he did, Kyle started crying again, so I quickly took him back. “You didn’t tell me you had a baby brother!” I nudged Gideon playfully. “You never asked,” he replied, a hint of amusement in his voice. He was right; I hadn’t asked about his family. “Looks like you have a little competitor,” his father teased.

I bowed my hands wrapped in front of me, the position , he found respectable, he would say. "My father, he comes here for a visit, doesn’t stay up for a few days like he was supposed to , then he comes up with this nonsense about finding his mate… his mate…" he spoke as a chill ran down my spine before letting out a cruel laugh at the end, his hand on his waist. "Can you imagine my father having a mate?" he growled as he slammed his hands on the table. As he growled even louder, I flinched at his fist impact on the table.

Bambi questioned, raising her brows “Ah! Mum! " Tinu blasted. “Humans have flaws. All of us do. Certainly, he has one too. Your dad once had temper issues, it took so many therapies, prayers and medications. Frank Ogbenegor, our family doctor really did strive and put in much effort. " Bambi declared. “Dad? " “Yes, Your Dad, Tinu. " "Well mum. Mark has flaws so do I. But at least he's not the jealous type neither does he have crazy addictions. Hallelujah! " Tinu chuckled.

Harvey murmured, "But isn't Bambi a good name too? A small, gentle fawn…" Bambi and Beau's names had been chosen long ago by his father. Beau's name carried the weight of legacy—the expectation that he would lead the Fisher family, forge ahead, conquer challenges, and return in glory without forgetting his roots. Bambi, on the other hand, was meant to be like her namesake—a delicate, graceful creature, soft and dependent, meant to find shelter and safety rather than chart her own course. But Bambi looked up at him, and said in a steady tone, "But a little fawn can't cross mountains and oceans. I want to grow into something stronger—like a great warrior, one that can sail across the sea and b

"It's... it's... our baby.." I raised my eyebrows. "Our baby?" He covered his face with his hands. "Oh god... i-..." he put down his hands and really looks at me this time. "I'm sorry..." I turned my head from him and took a deep breath. He continued. "Bambi, i'm sorry. I-... i know that... i was so stupid. But... these past months, i've been thinking so much and what i said was wrong. It's...it's true that i'm not ready to be a father...i don't want to be a father. But being a father is not what i am scared the most. I'm scared of losing you. When the doctor explained how risky it is for you to get pregnant in this condition, i knew that i had to do something, even if it was going to hurt y

Sam nodded and replied, “I will be there in a moment." As soon as Felan left, Sam turned back to her parents. Before she could say anything, her mom touched the side of her face and said, “How I have missed you.” “We both have, bunny.” Her father said. Bunny was the pet name her father gave after she was out witted by 1. She was 10 and had never seen 1. She spent a week trying to catch this bunny, but the bunny got away every time.

"Why does he call you Bambi?" Involuntarily, a smile spread across my lips. "I was a nervous kid, barely left my mom's side. The only thing that calmed me was this stupid picture book, my favorite one. It was that Disney deer, Bambi. Anyway, Ross was horrible with remembering names and though I followed him around like a stray dog, he just kept forgetting mine. Soon, he got so tired of calling me 'girl' that he opted for Bambi instead. Yeah...it just stuck after a while." "Where's your mom?" he asked hesitantly.

“This handsome guy smoking a cigar is our father, Jeremiah Vaugh. See how I’m the only one who has the beauty the charm our father had, of course.” I frown in the kitchen because he’s playfully flirting with Sam and he growls teasing me. “Take it easy, Damy, even though I’m irresistible, I won’t steal your girl. And this beautiful woman with long black hair is our mother, Kamama Vaugh, my dad called her Kamy.” Sam looks at mom’s picture and asks: “Was she an Native American?” Hunter nods and adds:

I could tell I was getting her upset so I stopped talking about this when she blurted out, “If I haven’t been with him in that long whose the father of my baby?” I looked at her confused, “Darren's Jeremy's father." I was beginning to get paranoid a bit that she already forgot what I just told her. She gave me a frustrated look and shook her head, “The doctor said my baby was okay, I guess I’m pregnant. I can’t be very far since I’m not showing.”

I hand her father the baby. “He’s named after the two most important men in my life.” “Sweetie,” he says, wiping tears as he looks at his grandson. “Hi, baby Syl. I’m Grandpa Syl,” he whispers, pinching his cheeks gently. The baby gazes back with hazel eyes like his mother’s. “What about him?” Gia asks, holding the other. “His name’s Gianno Bree Caputo,” Fenice whispers. “Gianno? Like Gianna?” Fenice nods.