Buddy Son Storytime Novels & Stories

"I'm coming! Stop it before you knock the fucking door down!" Uh-uh. I immediately recognize the voice and shrink into my skin when the door opens to reveal Brandon Brooks—the son of Clinton Brooks, the billionaire. The light behind him makes him look like a tattooed angel. His blonde hair and broad shoulders are perfectly caught in the light, but he doesn't look one bit happy...he seems more confused...? "Hello?" he asks. "Uhh...where are you?" I clear my throat. "Look down." "Look, do—" he blinks when he sees me. "Oh... It's you, the loser," it looks like he would rather be anywhere else. There is a frown on his face. "What are you doing here?"

Alyssa was about to respond when a small sleepy voice called out from the living room. “Mommy...” Buddy had woken up. He slid off the couch, rubbing his eyes, wobbling toward the kitchen. The two women exchanged a look and instantly dropped the topic. Sophia knelt and gathered her son into her arms. “Hey, sweetheart. You’re awake. Hungry?” Buddy shook his head sleepily. “No... I just didn’t see you, and I got scared.” Sophia stroked his hair. “Don’t be scared. Mommy and Auntie are right here.”

He catches it and brings it back to the boy. They play fetch for a long time, Buddy seems happier than ever. Afterwards, the boy and Buddy cuddles on the couch, and the boy falls asleep. When he wakes up he sees that Buddy is still there, snoring softly. In the days that follow, the boy is relieved to see that Buddy is back to his old self. He’s playful and energetic, and the boy is so happy to have his friend back. The boy’s parents are so glad to see that Buddy is doing well. They tell the boy that he did a great job taking care of himself for helping is furry friend.

Elvin asked, and I smiled and nodded while wrapping my hand with his smaller one. "Yaay, you're the best momma ever," he exclaimed, and I laughed, wrapping my arms around my son. He wants to spend his Sunday with his new friends at the park and wants me and Adrian too to come with him. Okay, now sleep, "I pulled the soft duvet over his little boy while caressing his head so that he could sleep." "Momma, bedtime story," he murmured, and I kissed his forehead and took the bedtime stories book placed beside his bed.

I whisper, my voice shaking. Shawn snuggles deeper into my arms, his face buried in my neck. I feel whole again. I ruffle Shawn's hair, feeling a deep connection to my little boy. "I miss you too, my boy," I say, hugging him tightly. Shawn pulls back, beaming with pride. "Best buddy, you brought my mum home! Thank you so much!" Logan smiles, his eyes warm with affection. "You're welcome, so..buddy," he says, catching himself just in time. I shot him a sharp glance, grateful he didn't slip up and call Shawn his son.

He has grown to be the sweetest little boy there is, he doesn't bother me with anything, he does everything I ask him to, he is about to turn three in four months "Dane, what are you doing here?" I asked as I picked him up in my arms "I missed you mommy" he said with a sweet smile as he kissed my cheek, I smiled before kissing his "You met me just a few minutes ago" I told him and he just shrugged his shoulders adorably "Buddy your father is right here" Stephen said shaking his head

No mum I'm messaging a man into bdsm that I'll meet at a sex club to watch him fuck his boyfriend. Of course I don't actually say that but if I had the courage I would have. "No just a friend," I sign after I put my phone away. I walk into the living room where I see Anton and dad talking to each other. "I was thinking about me and your mother getting a dog, what do you think Logan?" Dad asks and I think as I sit down on the other couch. "I think you should, Lady makes me smile a lot and keeps me company," I say and dad nods as Anton shakes his head.

"I encountered Buddy for the first time when he was three years old. Back then, I had no idea about my connection to you or that Buddy was your son." Alexander's tone was serious, his gaze unwavering. Nyla nodded thoughtfully. "Really? Buddy is that talented with computers? He's never shown any of that in front of me." "Yes, he's incredibly gifted—one of the most talented I've ever seen. That's why I took him on as my apprentice. Later, when I discovered our connection and learned he was your son, I liked him even more," Alexander explained.

A child reading the room like it held landmines. “Cocoa?” I asked, gently. “Mera’s making us stories. Rabbits and time travel.” He nodded once and sat down. Mera plopped the paper in front of him with a grin. “You get to name the bunny who controls the time machine.” Aaron’s lips twitched. Just barely. Progress. I made toast, cut apples, laid it all out like we were normal. Like this was just a Tuesday morning in a life that had always been this soft.