Best First Time Dad Books Novels & Stories

She patted his head like he was her oversized baby, repeating herself when Damian shook his head happily. "What's that?" He lay down, wrapping his arms around her legs. He moved her hand from her belly to his head. "Tell me." 'God, baby, your dad is jealous of you.' As she stroked his hair, she began telling the tale. "It's a children's story. You really don't know it, love? It's about a rabbit who races against a turtle." The book she was holding was a collection of classic fables-popular bedtime stories or early reading practice for preschoolers. The short text, accompanied by bright illustrations, made it easy for kids to enjoy.

Zane I found myself in the pack library at midnight, surrounded by books I’d single-handedly picked out—mainly to avoid questions from Ezra. ‘Pregnancy and the Wolf: A Comprehensive Guide. Maternal Health in Shifter Populations. The First Year: What to Expect When Expecting a Pup.‘ The titles alone made me feel ridiculous like some anxious first-time father instead of an Alpha securing his lineage.

Ayden moved slowly, as if the sound of his own footsteps might disturb that tiny universe. He approached the first incubator and pressed his hand against the glass, holding his breath. “Hello…” he whispered. “I’m your dad.” The word vibrated in his chest. Dad. Something new. Enormous. Real. He didn’t know which one to look at first. He didn’t know how to divide his heart without feeling as if he were taking something away from the other. The first one slept peacefully, his little fists clenched, as if he were dreaming of something beautiful.

He picked up a guidebook for new fathers he had bought carelessly months ago, convinced everything would be easy when the time came. He opened to the first page. How to hold a baby safely. The irony of it was almost funny. But this time, he didn’t close the book. He read slowly, seriously, like a man who had finally realized that no title or amount of money automatically taught the things that mattered most. Outside the window, the sky was growing dark. The last light of evening spilled across the floor of the room that had stood empty for so long. Ethan stood in the middle of the nursery that should have been the beginning of a new life, then gave himself a small nod.

She will come out the size of a pot roast; how much could she possibly need? A lot. She needed a lot. My head was spinning as Dad explained why I needed everything beyond a crib and a rocking chair, and I slowly realized I knew nothing about babies. 'Maybe we should get a couple baby books while we're here,' Tamisra suggests 'Ya think? Aren't you supposed to help with this? Your maternal instincts are supposed to be stronger than mine!' I say, already mentally exhausted. Can't I just go pick out some cute clothes and shit?

He met me there a little later, but not until I’d gone twice. “So do you think you’ll be bored without work?” Alexander asked. I was watching him get ready to go train while continuing to laze in bed myself. My plan was to take a nap after he left. “Not if I keep myself busy. I want to order some baby-related books to read. I know people always tell first-time parents that ‘you’ll learn on the job.’ But it can’t hurt to be as prepared as possible.” “That sounds like a great plan.” “And there’s something else, too. Something I wanted to talk to you about, actually.”

This was slimy and as transparent as water, even the smell was neutral and natural. I tried to keep the book but I couldn't, and so, I went through the whole content and that was when I started feeling the urge to touch myself more. which I did, but I instinctively flung the book under my sheets when I heard a knock on my door, pulling my hands out of my panties frantically as the voice of my Dad who never failed to come check on me every night before bed, came just as usual that night, my heart thudded hard and my face was all flushed. and after making sure that I was completely unbothered, he gave me a kiss on my forehead just like every night, before he exited the room, and that was when

Until the day we get to meet you, we’ll keep living, laughing, and collecting little pieces of our life together so that one day you can see how your story began—long before you even took your first breath. Until the day comes. Love, Mom and Dad. Arden and Cade. END OF BOOK 1

* Book 1: Billionaire’s Ex-Wife & His Hidden Babies (Brandon & Sophia’s Story) Book 2: My Mate is a Witch (Caroline’s story) Book 3: The Rejected Luna: Daddy, Where is Mommy? (Calvin’s Story) Book 4: Fated Mates: Love Over Everything (Liara’s Story) Book 5: His Caged Princess (Tiara’s Story) [Upcoming by the start of Feb 2023] * Stories related to these books. Book 1: Her Unloved Mate (Vince & Crystal’s Story) Book 2: My Bride is Not a Human (Cade & Andrella’s Story)

I picked up groceries, stopped by the hardware store to get wall hooks for the baby monitor, and then—on a whim—walked into the local bookstore. I hadn’t been inside in over a year. The bell above the door chimed, and the scent of old paper hit me like a memory. The place hadn’t changed much. Still cramped, still charming. Floor-to-ceiling shelves, a mismatched armchair in the corner. I wandered until I reached the parenting section. There were too many titles. Too many opinions. I almost turned away. Then I saw one tucked on the end of a lower shelf: “Letters to My Child: A Father’s Journal.”