Dad From Liv And Maddie Novels & Stories

Tommy gestured to each of us. Jonah and Kylie were squirming inwardly at Tommy's hot dad. "Ladies, meet my father. Liv Skarsgard." Fuck.

I’d already made one of Merrick’s pizzas, and my dad was working on pizzas for my mom and himself along with whichever friends or pack members had asked for food when they smelled my parents cooking it. “Do you think she’s ever going to forgive Jay?” he wondered, asking out loud as my dad stepped outside with his pizza and peel. “I don’t know. Liv holds grudges, but she’s not stupid. She’ll eventually admit to herself that he didn’t reject her to hurt her.” I shrugged. “Who rejected who?” my mom checked. Shit. “Jay rejected me,” Liv answered for us, strolling into the room. She looked worse than she had the day before—more tired, and sadder too. But she hid it with a smile, so no one who did

Sadie replied, “Sure.” The three of them went upstairs, and the crowd was dumbfounded. None of them expected Sadie to know Livia. They went into a spacious room, and Livia brought them some beverages. Livia then said with a graceful smile. “My dad will be here soon. Let’s wait here now.” Sadie had full confidence in her appearance, but her beauty paled compared to Livia. Even though both of them were beauties in their own right, she was totally outmatched regarding their family background.

Liv seemed to realize something, and she looked around warily. "Get in the car," she said. I was in the passenger seat and Liv drove away from the hotel. Along the way, she kept asking me where I had been during my absence. I could only tell her in short sentences how I had been sold to Pudding by my father and how I had met Daley. “F.uck! You slept with Frade's brother.” Liv turns the steering wheel left onto the coastal boulevard. "That was a mistake," I explained.

I would get to have them back in my life, and they would get to be a part of Maddie's. "I can't tell you where I am, but I can tell you that we are safe and happy. Maddie is actually at a friend's house right now. She is going to be having a sleepover tonight, but I can call back another time so you guys can talk to her. How are you and mom?" The sound of my dad shuffling the phone before the sound of my mother came through loud and clear, caused a tear to break free and slip down my cheek and over my lips. For the next several minutes, my parents spoke over each other through the speakerphone, trying to give me updates on everything from the zucchini plant my mother grew from a seed and the

Sadie replied, “Sure.” The three of them went upstairs, and the crowd was dumbfounded. None of them expected Sadie to know Livia. They went into a spacious room, and Livia brought them some beverages. Livia then said with a graceful smile. “My dad will be here soon. Let’s wait here now.” Sadie had full confidence in her appearance, but her beauty paled compared to Livia. Even though both of them were beauties in their own right, she was totally outmatched regarding their family background.

he assures me. Zavian squeezes my hand. “And we're not finished yet.” I smile. Outside, the garden is dark beyond the windows. Inside, the three of us stay where we are. The room that had once been empty is full now. It's full of plans, arguments, laughter, and things we haven't even imagined yet. I close my eyes and for the first time, I don't feel like I'm waiting for something to go wrong. This life is ours and maybe, finally, it is strong enough to stay

“We need to start going.“ Selena snapped me out of my thoughts, and I rolled my eyes, taking in a deep breath to calm down my racing nerves. “Yeah, yeah.” I scoffed. I could hear her laughing in my head and I shook my head, a cute and happy smile making its way to my lips. She was my mood lifter, well apart from Devin of course, and maybe my big brother who adores me more than every other person in his life. “We need to get laid tonight. But goodness Helen, we are twenty years old already, yet you are still some f**king virgin.”

They were devastated they had lost their son. Normally I would be more on top of all the business of the Pack but with everything that took place with Lara and Maddie, I have been out of the loop this past month. Now that I was back home, I was trying to split my time between catching up and supporting Maddie through her therapies.

Mia had just turned nineteen and was still living at home while she took online classes. Her mom, Rachel, was forty-two, divorced for five years, and still looked hot as hell with her curvy body and long dark hair. They had always been close, more like best friends than mother and daughter. One Friday night they were sitting on the couch with a bottle of wine, talking about men. Rachel sighed and admitted something she had never said out loud. “I miss having a real Daddy,” she said, cheeks a little pink from the wine. “Someone older, strong, who just takes control and tells me what to do.”