Dad For One Novels & Stories

"MARILYN!!! " Hearing the first ever shout from her father , little Marry felt heartbroken. Her dada never raised his voice on her but now..... she cried even harder, tears were clouding her vision then suddenly her father hugged her , it was just a few seconds of warmth before the soul trembling disaster... .... "Dada. . .?" "open your eyes dada.... " "Marry is in pain.... " * "Where are you talking my dada?!! no ......." "DADA!!!!.."

She tried her best not to cry too much and just focus on her studies. ******* "Hello father!" "Who is this again?!" "Father?!" Da D,wei and his manager arrived at their destination, after long hours of their journey. They settled in their suites and tried getting a little rest before they began with their main agender. Da D,wei brought out his phone and dialed his father's number to inform him of the new development.

dad paused before continuing, “I remembered when this incident had happened, you were out of the station because of your interstate football match.” “Hmm” “And Abby remembers the same thing.” “Those memories were of ten years back,” I muttered. Abby’s dad was dad’s business partner. She had lost her mother at the time of her birth and lost her dad at the age of thirteen because of Cancer. Dad had brought her to our house after her dad’s death. So, until she left, we used to stay in the same house, under the same roof.

He stood in the middle of the living room, one hand on his waist, the other rubbing his forehead like he was trying to calm himself down before things escalated. Dada didn’t answer immediately. He walked past both of us like nothing just happened, calm as always, and dropped himself on the couch like he had all the time in the world, which honestly just made Papa more annoyed. “That Grey boy is playing a game I don’t understand,” Dada finally said, leaning back comfortably, his fingers tapping lightly on the armrest. “And it’s quite obvious now that our daughter is a puppet in his game.” I didn’t react but I like that one of my father is now think with his head.

Of course. "N-No!...I-I said if you became those, I will still love you." Dad stuttered and was about to hold mom but he step back again. "Have you forgotten that I am Diane Zegura? The famous fashion model who can make any man droll with my beauty and you are one of those." She crossed her arms and raised a brow to dad. Dad gulped and looks like a puppy. "H-Honey...that's not what I mean." Dad brushed his hair.

dad cried. Wow! That’s an incredible reaction… “Why? What’s wrong with it?” I demanded. “What’s wrong?” dad repeated. “You are mated to Jayden La Gualias, Avinash… that is… that is … Oh crap, all that’s holy … FUCK!”

Permiton continues, “The barrier that protects Altinna was first erected by a fae with silver eyes, just like Maerilee’s. This fae was a powerful sorceress, and she was connected to not one, not two, but four different men. Each of them was her One, and together, they were able to create the barrier that has protected our kingdom for centuries.” A hush falls over the room as his words sink in. I feel a shiver run down my spine as I absorb what he’s saying. Four Ones. The idea seems impossible, yet here I am, sitting beside two men who both strengthen my magic in ways I can’t fully understand. Could it be true? Could I be meant to have more than one One, just like this ancient fae? My mother

Inara chirped, her innocence making some chuckle while others coughed awkwardly, trying to mask their discomfort. Damon, amused, cleared his throat. His eyes gleamed as he leaned closer to his daughter. “Lil pumpkin, you only have one daddy.......so no calling me new daddy or real daddy, okay.... You just have one dad and that’s me. You can call me Dadda… as your mumma may not like you calling me daddy, as back then she used to call me that.” The last words were murmured, but Davina caught them. Her glare could have burned through steel. Damon smirked, unfazed.

Had the persons inside the car noticed anything? Fuck... "Please, daddy. I just need to come... Ah! Ah! Fuck! Oh fuck! Yes.... Please!" I whimpered. "Fuck" Daddy Grayson cursed, his cock throbbing. It was obvious that he was also painfully hard and desperately wanted to be inside of me. "Just do it. Come on his cock. Come for him, slut" "Aaaahhh.... Thank you, daddy!!" I expressed my gratitude before grabbing onto Daddy Grayson's hands tightly and letting the cock deep inside of me push me to my climax.

“Eat.” Zavian appears a few minutes later with a light blanket and drapes it over my legs even though the room is already warm. His hand lingers on my shoulder, thumb stroking once before he sits. Their attention is constant without being smothering. Every glance, every touch, every quiet check-in carries the same message: ‘You are carrying our children. You are precious. We will not let anything touch you.’