Claimed By My Ex's Daddy Novels & Stories

I tried to say. My dad stepped forward. “We came here because we thought you were in good hands. Clearly, we were wrong.” “Sir…” Ramon started. “No. Don’t ‘sir’ me,” Dad cut him off. “Sort out whatever this is with your ex. But you stay away from our daughter.” I turned to Ramon. His eyes were full of frustration and guilt. “Phoebe….please,” he said, taking a step toward me. But I shook my head.

he said before heading inside. I crossed the street. “Son, good timing,” Mom said as she was setting the table. “Help me get dinner ready.” “How was it?” Amber asked. “We won,” I said proudly. Everyone looked genuinely surprised. “Amber told us about the little girl’s plan. How did you pull it off?” Dad asked. I gave them a quick rundown of the story. “So basically, you lost,” Dad laughed. “She knew about my past,” I said after a short pause. “Some of my exes shared it with her—and we weren’t even dating yet.”

I see it in the way his smile fades. "This seems serious. What's wrong?" "I love Damian." "Eh," He blinks. "Why are you saying that like it's news? Isn't that why you're engaged to him?" I take a breath. If only he knows how deep my feelings run. "There's something you don't know, Daddy. Damian has an ex-wife. She was married to him before me. And she just came back after five years." "What?!" My father stands up so fast his chair scrapes against the floor. "They lied to us. The Sterlings lied to us. How dare they—"

Her lips parted, but she said nothing. Leo gave a bitter smile, one that didn’t reach his eyes. “But life… life doesn’t work the way you expect. My father’s Beta was Valen’s father. When my father died, Valen’s father stepped up as acting Alpha. He told everyone he would only hold it until I was old enough. That’s what he promised.”

My voice faltered, my carefully constructed calm teetering on the edge. “Wait… Rammel Oliver Jordan?” Her frown deepened, curiosity laced with disbelief. I swallowed, feeling my throat dry suddenly. “Yes. He’s my ex-husband. Macy’s father. He came by earlier… and practically forced me to invite him for dinner tonight. And that’s not even the worst part, he wants me and Macy to go back to the US tomorrow. Can you believe it?” I shook my head, a small, bitter laugh escaping me, though it sounded hollow even to my own ears.

“Besides, who told you I’m going home? I’m here on assignment and will return after a week, so I’m staying at the hotel.” “Ah, sis. That’s not good enough. Mom cries every day because of you but can’t call because of Dad. Can't you just look past everything?” “I’m also a mother, Lily and I know how it feels to miss someone. Mom would have called if she really missed me and cared about me.” “You know dad is strict and won’t listen to other people.” “I don’t mean bad, Lily. I just don’t want Dad or anyone to say something that can give my children trauma. I’m in Bell City for an assignment, and I’ll leave when I’m done.”

The words hit me like a slap. “She’s my fucking ex, Uncle!” The words tore out of me, raw and jagged. “Second-hand goods I already broke in. I can’t even count how many times I’ve had her and how many ways. And you… you don’t find that revolting? Screwing your own nephew’s leftovers?” A collective gasp rolled through the ballroom like a shockwave. Phones rose in slow motion. Flashes detonated sharply and some faces froze in horror. Others… Christ, some looked openly entertained.

she doesn't have any will to live anymore. "How did you get my number by the way?" "From Alastar–" "Oh fuck it," she blurted out. Cassian didn't say anything after that while Catherine rolled her eyes. She's feeling so miserable earlier, but now, she could swear that she's a bitch who could slap her now ex-boyfriend anytime she wants. "Where do you plan to go now?" Catherine looked at the man who took her away, his jaw tightened as his Adam's apple moved when he swallowed hard.

Then I said, “You’re wrong. I didn’t plot anything. You did this to yourself. Your jealousy. Your cruelty. You couldn’t stand that he chose me. So you tried to break me. And you only proved to him how little you deserve the power you craved.” “He won’t hurt me!” she yelled, but it sounded like a plea more than a statement. “My father—“ “Your father is an old man who cares more about his position on the council than a daughter who shamed him by attacking the Alpha’s mate,” I cut her off, my voice still even. “He won’t save you. He can’t. Dante’s mind is made up. He showed me the outpost on a map. It’s a shack by a frozen lake. No one for a hundred miles. You’ll live there alone until you’re o

My ex-wife, Vivian Johnston, stepped in front of me and blocked my path. With a menacing look on her face, she spat, "Do you seriously think you can get my attention just by adopting a random child off of the street? It's been several years, Zachary Green. I can't believe you still don't get what you did wrong. I'm so disappointed in you." My son, Andy Green, blinked at me and asked, "Who's this, Dad?"