Dad Daughter Novels & Stories

My wife, Lani Fort, finally answered my calls only after my daughter, Anjou, stopped breathing. “Didn’t I tell you that Warren Stafford’s dog was having a difficult labor? I’m in the middle of saving a life right now. “You’ve called 108 times in two hours. What on earth is going on?” Two hours earlier, my daughter had suddenly developed a high fever, so I took her to the hospital. The doctor diagnosed her with acute myocarditis and said her only chance of survival was to use an ECMO machine. The $50,000 initial fee for the treatment had become an insurmountable obstacle for me. I called her 108 times, but she had rejected every single call. My voice trembled as I held my daughter’s lif

At my bonding ceremony with Liam Jones, the pack witch appeared and dropped a bombshell—my long-lost sister, Victoria, was still alive. She could bring Victoria back, but there was a catch. She turned to my parents and asked: “Are you willing to trade Margret Davis for Victoria Davis? The two will swap bodies.” My parents' faces lit up with excitement. They didn't hesitate for a second. Yes. They said the only reason they had me was because Victoria had vanished, and their mind-link with her had gone silent. I'd spent twenty years living a life that was never mine, while my sister suffered for over a decade. This was what I owed her. Then the witch turned to Liam. Victoria had gone missing b

She personally cooked an entire table full of food and bought a large cake. Then she took a photo of my results and posted it on social media. The caption only had one sentence: [My daughter is amazing.] Two years earlier, I had still been a pitiful girl locked in a cellar, with broken fingers and abandoned by the entire family. Back then, I didn’t even know whether I would wake up alive the next morning. I didn’t dare imagine any kind of future. Now, I was sitting in a bright apartment while Mamma cut the cake beside me.

Their names are penciled right under the figure corresponding to them. My best dada, Dada Dale Daniel. My loving mama, Mama Clarriese Zyah. And it's me, the little one, Dhyrine Denisse. "My daughter is good at drawing," Zyah commented on her daughter's work. "Our daughter, wife," Dale said. "Our daughter." He gave emphasis to the latter. "Let's celebrate your birthday, dada!" their daughter interfered. "You are getting older, dada!" "Am I still handsome even if I am getting older, 'nak?"

"Then do your internal sensors trust the data file from your mom or the data file from your dad?" "My dad, I think. Because his system tracks as ten times nicer to my station," Daniel states firmly, nodding his head. "Because if Hayden’s dad was truly Ada Lube, there exists absolute zero mathematical way Hayden wouldn't want a legendary father like that asset! Ada Lube is totally amazing on the mountain! He stands as my ultimate lifetime idol!"

Gray some documents. Dad pulled over at a kindergarten's entrance. I sat in the car and noticed the three or four-year-old girl beside Mr. Gray. Her hair was in pigtails, and her eyes were bright with innocence. She looked as beautiful as the dolls sold in shopping malls. Once Dad was back in the car, I hurriedly asked, "Was that Mr. Gray's daughter, Dad?" "That's his younger daughter. He has an older one who's about your age." Dad told me the little girl's name was Sadie Gray. I committed it to memory but never saw her again. Jilton City was just too large.

_______Evans___________ “Dad will be discharged today” “Yeah, I know”said Natasha my sister “Did you find him a caretaker like the doctor said” “Yes, we did” “Where is she? She is supposed to be here” “She on her way with mom and Madison” “Wait, Madison is back?” “Yes” “When?” “Yesterday” “Why didn’t anyone tell me?” “She wanted to surprise you” Just then, there was a knock on the door

She bit her bottom lip, and she pitifully said, “Dad, I do not want to be the heir, but can you return the shares of Daugherty Corporation to me? That’s the heritage my mother left for me. I hope you can give it back to me.” Aaron’s expression became darker. Initially, he begrudgingly put up with this daughter, but it looked like there was no need to keep her. She humiliated the family four years ago, and she should have died in the fire. As soon as she came back, she just caused trouble. If she was still alive, she would only bring more trouble… “What Addy said is right.” Old Mrs. Daugherty, who had been silent, spoke. “Those shares initially belong to Addy. Since she is still alive, they s

dad said. "Yes, tell him sir,". Trisha said, as she made Adam face her, " don't you recognize me,?".. she moved a step back, allowing Adam to carefully look at her, from her her to her shoes... Adam goes quiet, slowly I could see his hand removing away from Lucas neck, he moved forward to her, " who're you little child,?". He find dad , " do you know her,?" Dad took a closer look, his eyess falls as if he wanted to nap , but suddenly it opened back up again, " you're Faith's daughter,?". Dad feet's falls Behind..

“Let me just make sure you’re okay, Mrs. Levette.” I was so excited to meet my daughter. Andrew led the boys into the room once she and I were cleaned up and decent; Jacob crawled up into the bed beside me while Neil stood next to his father. We all looked at the little blessing. Jacob spoke up, “She has white hair.” I smiled; this must’ve been what she meant. I haven’t had a chance to tell Andrew about what happened to me, but he didn’t ask questions or anything; instead, he looked to our son and said,