Dad For One Novels & Stories

It felt like a physical slap to the face. I lifted my chin high, squaring my shoulders as I locked my eyes directly with his heavy stare. "You do realize I'm not a child anymore, right, Damon? Stop calling me that." Mika piped up from behind her stack of boxes, voicing her immediate agreement with a loud groan. "Seriously, Dad. Stop calling us kiddo. We're literally adults now. It's so annoying." Damon let out a low, mocking chuckle, the deep sound vibrating in his massive chest as he crossed his thick, tattooed arms over his front.

However, as I held the cold phone and looked at the crowded contact list, I still didn’t dare make the call. After all, I had ninety-nine dads. Dad Number One was a mob boss. Dad Number Three smuggled weapons. Dad Number Fifteen ran illegal loan operations. And Dad Number Seventy-Eight owned underground casinos… Even though they always loved giving me black cards, patting my head, and saying, “Ariel, behave. But if something happens, you call us immediately. Whoever dares touch even one finger of yours, I’ll make their whole family disappear from this earth.”

"It can wait until after the ceremony." Dad lowered his head and slowly loosened his grip. When the staff member took it, one corner caught on the doorframe with a dull thud, and Dad's shoulders flinched with it.

“Dad 1: Heros — the leader, the one who decides when things get serious. Dad 2: Luther — the strategist, the one who plans everything. Dad 3: Noah — the calm one, the one who calms everyone down. Dad 4: Lohan — the shooter, the one who protects from a distance. Dad 5: Zedekiah — the one who burns everything when necessary.” Darya laughed. “And if I need all of them?” “Then you scream ‘Red.’ It’s the emergency code. They all come running. Including Grandpa Pyotr when he’s here.”

“Dear Daddies…. Take me.” Her voice was soft and timid, but seductive enough for the RAD brothers to recognize. Damian’s brows pulled together and he dragged himself out of his seat, leaning closer. “Little bird?” He called softly and the entire room stilled. Little bird? The word echoed in her ear and she looked around at the remaining brothers who were already staring at her with surprise in their eyes. In the very dark room, their faces became clear even without proper lighting. Kira remained kneeling, her heart racing at the realization that the three men who were meant to fuck her pussy were her brother’s best friends. The RAD brothers who were meant to protect her.

"I'll live a good life in your stead." The wind swept past the grave, causing the blades of grass to sway gently. As I looked at Mom's smiling face in the photograph, my eyes misted over, but I didn't shed a single tear. I knew that from here on out, I had to walk the rest of the path on my own. My phone buzzed when I made my way down the hill. It was a message from Ian. There was only one sentence. "If you ever need anything in the future, you can always come to me."

"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!"

dad: i will stop doing this when someone else take over and that gonna be your husband . . .jasmine: dad maybe you will be doing it forever cause no one will marry this ugly me dad didn't reply back he just open the door get in and start driving . . . not up to 15 minute when i get to my school . when i am about to close the car door he said . . .dad : jasmine to me you are the most beautiful girl i ever had and am always proud of you . . . . jasmine :dad thier is a new guy in our school and he is far more brilliant than me

Adam sneered “Dream on…I can’t wait to tell the world that I picked you up from the garbage bin a few miles away from home.” “Did you really?” Darcy made an expression that read he believed it before turning to Elizabeth “Mom, I hate to tell you this…. but Dad cheated on you….” He continued with a sad expression “How else could he pick me who looks exactly like him from the garbage bin?” The thing younger Darcy loved to do was pull his dad’s whiskers. He was a cub that did not fear death. Everyone was lost in thought… even Adam forgot to react. The shadow guard behind Adam had an undetectable smirk as though he was gloating.

“You’ve got the two strongest people in the pack watching over you. No one’s touching you.” Freddy’s eyes fluttered closed, soothed by Darius’s tone. “I never had a real dad,” he murmured, barely audible. My heart clenched. Darius’s eyes met mine over Freddy’s head. Something raw flickered there shock, emotion, hope. “Maybe I could be” Darius said softly. Freddy let out a tiny yawn and shifted closer to him. “Good,” he mumbled sleepily. “Night, mum. Night, dad.”