Novel & Cerita Best Books For Fathers Of Daughters

Xavier Galvan's first love, Winter Singleton, happens to return to the country on the same day our daughter, Tina Galvan, is diagnosed with a heart condition. I wait helplessly with my five-year-old Tina at the hospital for her results. Meanwhile, Xavier drives to the airport to pick up Winter and her son, Ian Becker, just so that he can feel like he has a father to pick them up. I sign the surgery consent form alone while sitting by Tina's hospital bed. Meanwhile, Xavier takes Winter shopping at the mall and even picks out a birthday present for his newly-appointed "godson". On the day of Tina's surgery, just before she's wheeled into the theater, she grabs Xavier's sleeve tightly, refus

"How did I not raise you? Without me, you wouldn’t even be alive to stand here talking back! Now I spend a little of your money, and you dare complain, you ungrateful brat. If I’d known, I should have strangled you at birth! "If you’ve got the guts, then leave. I’ll pretend I never had a daughter like you!" My face was already wounded, and the slap made the pain lance even deeper. Nevertheless, no physical pain could compare to the agony in my chest. I nodded as if resigning myself to fate. "Fine. I’ll leave. I’ll pretend I never had a mother like you. I’ll pretend this family never existed." The resolve in my eyes made panic flicker across Mom’s face, but for the sake of pride, she didn’t t

I answered, out of irritation. "That's because you don't just like her, son. You love her and love makes you lose control. Haven't you seen me around your mother? I am always in control, but when it comes to her, I become lost in her and her beauty. That's not called losing control, my son, it's called respecting and enjoying the best moment of your lives if it makes your woman happy." dad advised. "So, whatever you have made a mess, clear it because one way or another, Catherine will be coming over here as the daughter-in-law of this family or else your mother is going to kill every woman you date or bring home." dad warned and I chuckled shaking my head because that is true.

Entrusting your daughter to another man was no simple matter for him. "Most likely," Xavier replied, his tone firm but laced with an underlying worry. As a father, he couldn't help but feel a protective instinct, especially given the unpredictable nature of the world. He would go to great lengths to safeguard his daughters, even if it meant being viewed as the villain in their eyes. In a society where women often found themselves vulnerable, Xavier was resolute in his determination to shield his daughters from any potential harm, even if it meant assuming the role of the stern protector.

The sound of the shower running filled my ears, and my head began imagining things. He was in the shower. Naked. Water poured over that sexy body of his. Good lord. I had seen Claire's dad a few times on TV. He always had a suit on and looked like the billionaire he was known to be. Who knew under all those clothes that there was a sex god? I wanted to gush about him with someone else. But Claire was my only friend... And his daughter. I might as well swallow my thoughts and never speak of them. "Dad, I know you can hear me!" Claire screeched, pouting her lips.

“You’re scrunching your face and it’s unattractive. What’s eating you up?” Shit! “Work.” Not exactly a lie. Being a financial consultant is no walk in the park and the new client isn’t an easy man to please. “Is Pete Bishop working you too hard? Do you want your…” “Mom, no! I don’t want Dad interfering in my affair.” “You’re our only child. If you’re under pressure, we must relieve that.” “I can handle it. I love it.” She smiles. “I’d be silly to expect any less from you. You’re your father’s daughter after all.”

she said, setting her fork down lightly, "Since Dad is always away, maybe I could start learning a few things from Mr. Damian." I stilled, mid-cut into the chicken. My brow didn't raise, but my lips curved slightly at the edges. "Really? That's a surprise. I thought you said you wanted nothing to do with the company when I step down." Sophia's voice was soft. "I still don't know if I want to take over, Dad. But I see how much you work. And maybe... as your only daughter, I should try to support you more." Her gaze flicked toward me just a second too long and I saw the faintest smirk twitch her lips.

The little girl rested her cheek on Tera's shoulder with drowsy eyes. Tera didn't know what kind of response was expected. Should she be honest or lie as usual? In the end, she had to nod with a faint smile. "Yes, Mom. Children are the most powerful support system in a father's life. The presence of a child can certainly make a father rise from any adversity," Tera diplomatically replied. "And a wife is the best support system for a husband. No matter who her husband is, if he has a wife who can support and understand him, both emotionally and in the bedroom, then the husband will undoubtedly become stronger in his life. Isn't that right?" Mom asked.

“Mommy’s not bad. And neither is Daddy.” When he had his sons, Night and Loud, Heath always marveled at how mature and curious they were, asking endless questions until they understood everything. But his daughter, Anya, was another story entirely. If she didn’t get it, she’d simply move on, chasing whatever else caught her attention, leaving her father in the dust. Yet Heath, ever the “daughter-dad,” adored her every whim. No matter how clever his sons were, they didn’t have the same effect on him; Anya could practically dismantle the house, and he’d just build her a new one with a smile.