Cindy Lou Who Dad Novels & Stories

My hands passed right through Randal's body, leaving nothing behind. Seeing how Maggie and Randal were hugging each other, my tears fell. 'Forget it, Randal, Grandma. There's no point in keeping the ashes after one's dead. Just let it be.' My parents still wanted to fight for it, but a call Mark received distracted them. "Dad, Cindy's gone!" Cindy was suddenly missing. Years of bonding caused the couple to subconsciously favor Cindy. Although they already knew that Cindy was Lucy's daughter, their immediate reaction was to worry about her safety.

He stayed still, like a man who knew movement would be the same as confession. “I saw the way he looked at you at the barbecue,” Lily said. “I felt the way he reacted when you called his name. It wasn’t nothing, Dad.” Damian exhaled slowly, then pulled out the chair across from hers and sat down. “You’ve always been sharp,” he said. “That’s not an answer.” He studied her for a long moment, eyes searching hers for the version of his daughter that might still want to believe in a simple world. He didn’t find it.

"Tell us more, sire. It seem like she was targeting your son. Did something happen between you two before or after you broke up?" Everyone was now staring at Dad, he sighed before starting. "We dated in my first year of college and broke up a few months later before I met my Vivian and we instantly kicked off but a bibulous encounter with her had her baring my child. She wanted me to take responsibility for it and I accepted but I didn't want to be with her anymore but she wanted more and coerced to annihilate the unborn baby if I spurned, I did. I didn't know she was severe with her threats and took some miscarriage pills and blamed me for it. The remaining years in college were hell for me

Eva asked. "Then we can go further"The doctor repiled. "Kinky is his daughter and the only family left"Eva said to the doctor. T.B.C

Even Shei got alarmed. “You better go now, Cindy. I am telling you!” Shei yelled at her and then pushed me towards the car. “Oh! Before I forgot!” Cindy yelled back to us with a satisfied smirk on her face, “Your father is a murderer, Holly Ambrose. He killed Evan and Shei’s mother. Just so you know.” “What—” I froze and my eyes widened at what I heard. “Don’t listen to her, Holly!” Shei shut the door and screamed at the driver, “Drive!”

Cindy said afterward, "not able to cum myself but licking half of my friends and acquaintances. I have a superb reputation as a quality cunt licker now. I've had inquiries after my services. Nora is perfectly willing to share, enjoying watching me pleasure others, then enjoying me after they've left. She's thinking of acquiring her own submissive. She can't get enough of me." Cindy was not present for the birth of my son, still stuck in North Carolina. She did receive a FaceTime shortly thereafter and saw Lucas taking his first meal at Julia's breast. When she was coming back to California, Cindy got permission from Mistress Brianna to stop and see her new nephew on the way back to Los Angel

He turned to the teachers in the office and asked, "Could you please step out for a moment? This is a family matter." Ms. Hill hesitated for a moment, but she ultimately left with the others. The moment the door clicked shut, only the three of us were left in the room. My bad, Eugene was also here. He stood beside Elena with his head hung low and his hands clenched tightly. Ian closed the distance between us and growled, "When exactly are you going to stop throwing these tantrums, Zoey?" I almost laughed when I heard that. "I'm throwing a tantrum? What did I even do? Did I write that post, or did I beg you to acknowledge me as your daughter yesterday?

"Ian Jowett, why are you driving Dad's car?" It was only then that I noticed the driver—Harley Gunn, Cindy's first love and a man for whom she still held lingering feelings. Just then, Cindy's shoulder strap slipped, revealing the hickeys covering her neck and collarbones. Anyone with eyes could tell what had happened between them. Due to the urgency of the situation, I ignored the blatant evidence of her infidelity and shouted, "Dad has suffered a heart attack! I'm taking him to the hospital right now, so please, just move!"

Even if it meant giving her a kid. "I'll book your ticket. Lionel will be there to pick you up." Lionel Rinehart. Childhood friend. Aunt Sophia's golden student. After the call, the divorce agreement hit my inbox. I headed to Peter's study to print it and found a folder full of his chats with Cindy. All sweet words and flirty messages. He kept telling her not to hope for more—but I knew better. Cindy already owned a part of him. He let her believe in the fantasy. Let her stomp all over me.

Her father said. "Okay, dad. I will await your directive." Cindy answered quietly. She was scared of making her dad angrier so she had to agree but she still had the plan of looking for how to shame Rose and make her disappear. "You better wait and don't do anything stupid. Like mother like daughter!!" Her father said and hissed angrily. "Dad, !" Cindy called before he could hang up the call. "What!!" "Can I ask you for something?" She said cautiously.