Dad Daughter Romance Books Novels & Stories

"How dare you come back here?" Her voice was flat without any trace of emotion. "And you brought this... dirty child with you?" "Mom!" Rick stepped forward and shielded us behind him, his voice turning cold. "The girl's name is Tina Rivers, my daughter. And this is Mandy Rivers, my wife." "Wife?" Rachel scoffed, then slammed the table and pointed at my face. "I'll never acknowledge her! A woman who only causes trouble and raises a lying daughter is unworthy of being my daughter-in-law!"

A soft, confident knock sounded on the door. “Alpha,” Natalia’s sultry voice called from the other side. “I know you’re in there, let me in. We need to talk.” Damien should have told her to fuck off. Instead, he unlocked the door. Natalia stepped inside wearing a tight crimson dress that left almost nothing to the imagination. The moment the door closed behind her, she smiled like a predator who had smelled blood. “You look like a man on the edge,” she purred, slowly walking toward him. “That little human ran off with your son again, didn’t she? Left you hard, angry and aching.”

“No strings attached. You don’t have to repay me.” I stared at him, my heart hammering. No strings? But I wanted strings. I wanted all the strings. I had crushed on Nate for years. He was everything my father wasn’t — calm, intelligent, successful, and dangerously attractive. I had read every single one of his dark romance books in secret, touching myself late at night to the filthy, dominant men he wrote about, secretly wishing they were him. And now here he was. Real. Sitting right in front of me. And God, he was fucking handsome!! The kind of handsome that made a girl's mouth go dry.

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“These for bookings?” She popped her gum, smirked. “Yeah. Whatever you’re into.” A wild thought sparked, reckless, perfect. I leaned in, lowered my voice. “Do you have lesbians?” Her smirk widened. “As many as you want.” I flipped through the booklet, heart kicking. Faces blurred until one stopped me cold, a blonde, 28, green eyes sharp enough to cut, lips full, body lean and strong. Amanda. Ten years older than me. I liked that. I love her body shape.

Their hands roamed over breasts and thighs, tasting and touching under Daddy’s watchful eyes. Daniel pulled them both against his chest, their bodies spent and glowing. “You’re becoming perfect for me,” he murmured. “My sweet girls.” They knew the cravings were only getting stronger. Mother and daughter had never felt so close, so dirty, and so completely owned. They couldn’t wait for what Daddy would do to them next.

“Did you forget she’s my daughter and you’re her fucking guardian?” “No, Lyon, but I love her,” he said. “Shut up!” Lyon roared and punched him in the face again. Lyon grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, which already had bloodstains on it, and he delivered punch after punch to his face. “I trusted my daughter to your care, and this is what you do? Turn my daughter into one of your whores?” “Dad, stop! He’s your friend.” “This bastard is no friend of mine!” he cussed, punching him again. Jace’s face was bruised and battered, having received all of Lyon’s beating without fighting back.

That way, Luna, you can try a little bit of everything and choose what you like… My father was looking at me intently, trying to understand what was going on. I sighed softly, looking at him, not knowing where to begin. Alexander squeezed my hand in his, a gesture of support. Alexander: Dada, your daughter, my Luna… she’s had so few choices in her life… for her… even things that might seem simple to us, like reading is simple, it’s impossible… She’s tasted so little in her life… everything is new to her.

My mind went blank. I didn't have a daughter? That was impossible. My dear Marilyn was so real and so warm. "No! You're lying!" I screamed as I leaped up to my feet. "My daughter's name is Marilyn Lopez. She's six years old, and she loves eating strawberry candy!" Gabriel walked over to me and placed a hand on my shoulder. "That's enough, Nat. Don't say anything else," he said, sounding exhausted. My eyes darted between him and Taylor.

I hate it, I hate her and I hate my dad. I am Adelaine Night, daughter of the most feared Alpha, Xavier Night. And this ugly witch here is Danica, or I could say my dad's little whore. My dad loves her and she loves my dad. End of the story, but I know that it is not for love but the urge for more power that is keeping these two people together. "Nothing," I say. "Is dad left?" I ask. "Yes," she sighed. "So it is almost time for the cruelty you both do often?" I asked.