Best Friends Dad Novels & Stories

My paternal instincts flare—I want to comfort my little girl and strangle the bastard who hurt her best friend and made her cry. “I didn’t want anyone to know, G—not because you weren’t a good friend; you were the best. I just wanted my time with you to be free of that. You were my escape, and I’m glad I had that. Now stop crying—you know how your father gets. He’ll want to shoot whoever made you cry.” Gianna laughs. “Dad won’t shoot you. He loves you.” I clench my jaw. *You don’t know how right you are, baby girl. Will you forgive me when you learn I fell in love with your best friend?*

Scott were. “Dad, I'd like you to meet Ashton, my friend. Ashton, meet my Dad. “I see… Your friend?” My dad asked, emphasizing the “friend”. I almost laughed at his expression. Did he think I’d remain single forever? Why was he so surprised and uncomfortable because I introduced a male friend? “Nice to meet you Mr. Garcia.” Ashton said, extending his hand for a handshake. “Likewise.” My dad said, his voice sounded forced.

my mother asked. "Yes," I whispered, the entire world seemed to be closing in on me now, Shane washed over me as My father's legs buckled. He grabbed the doorframe to hold himself in. "You're my best friend, you've known her since she was a child….Get the fuck out of my sight. Pack your shit. Get out of this house. I never want to see your face again." Dominic didn't move. He looked at my father. Then at my mother. Then at me.

He was dressed in a well-tailored black suit that reflected his personality, making him stand out amidst the crowds. You see, Ivor and my dad have been friends since I can remember. They met in high school because my dad took some classes with him and they started hanging out. Their friendship went on to the university as they decided to attend the university even though my dad majored in architecture and Ivor went on to major in business administration. Ivor doesn't talk about his family that much and for all I know, he was orphaned at the age of six. As if he senses me because his eyes shoot up from his conversation with a business partner, I think. His eyes gaze at mine with so much inten

I replied, trying to mask my sadness. “That’s nice. Antonio told me about his recent breakup with Blair, do you think he’s seeing anyone now? Knowing the womanizer that he is, he should be seeing someone for him to leave Blair,” My dad teased. “U-u-uhm, I don’t think I know if he’s seeing anyone. How about we chat later dad, I have a class,” I said trying to dismiss the conversation. “A class? Honey it’s sunday,” He pointed out. “Yeah that’s right. Silly me,” I laughed. “I meant I have to prepare for my class tomorrow.”

He was my best friend. He was the one I trusted with any secret, including who I was. Then, there was Sophia —otherwise known as Sophie— with her hazel green eyes and silky blonde hair. She was perfect. "Hmmm, but you can have more than two friends. Look at your dad." Mom's words drew both mine and Dad's attention. "He has a lot of friends." Dad shook his head at me but smiled at mom when she looked at him. Dad was a businessman. I doubt all the people he knew were called friends.

When Dad started to talk, I’m all ears for me not to miss even the single detail of whatever he says. Dad talk first about his best friend, Andrea. I was hurt by what I found out today but not the worst. I think, that's also because I grew up not close to my Mom.

he said, and I smiled sadly and nodded my head. “Fuck Jensen, it should be me, you know that,” he growled. “Nah dad, it has to be me,” I said, walking over to him. “You got your whole life ahead of you, a mate out there waiting to make a bloody honest man out of you,” and I chuckled. “He’s my best friend, and my Alpha. Hell, we even fell in love with the same woman,” and my dad smiled. “Well, she’s a hell of a woman,” he said, his admiration for Kaeleigh showing strong in his grin

I understood why my dad and Alex wanted to protect me, but it was all too much. Just when it couldn’t get any worse, my dad’s partner was murdered on a mission several years ago. Stevie Maddens was my dad’s best friend and the man who used to sit on the couch every single day, but now he was gone. My dad couldn’t handle the loss of his best friend and was obsessed with bringing these people down. “I’m leaving.” Tori kissed my cheek. My dad looked at Tori with eyes full of worry. “It’s not because of me, right?” He asked.

I don't want any other woman to go through such a mess just because of me. “I know very well that both of you are best friends and you want to keep your relationship going by getting both your kids married to each other, but I'm sorry that because I have never liked her and she knows very well that I don't like her, I wouldn't want your best friend's daughter to go through a loveless relationship with me, which is why I don't want you to bring her into this.” My dad looked very surprised when he heard what I said. Obviously he wasn't expecting that at all.