Dad From Switched At Birth Novels & Stories

Geralda looked at me intensely. I nodded, according to what I had seen during my journey to the past dimension, my biological mother and father had intended to swap me with Alpha Felix and Luna Yelena's real daughter. "The baby swap has happened," Nicholas murmured, and I could hear him. "Rachel is being looked after by my birth mom and dad?" Geralda nodded. She snapped her fingers when my answer was correct. "Right." I took a deep breath. I continued what had been going through my mind.

With that, Alpha Caden disappeared from the study, leaving me with my parents. No one said anything, and I kept silent too, knowing talking won't take me anywhere. There is no way I can defend myself when they already believed him over me. They think their Alpha never lies, and their daughter is the liar—the disappointment, the child they wished they never had. Then my father started, "First, you ran away from home without telling anyone just because you are old enough to do so. Then you got your body covered in TATTOOS like a homeless human. Look at them all over you. And now THIS? What are you planning to turn into, Aurora? What has that human world done to you?"

No way", I blurt out loud. This girl is being so dramatic. She's my daughter and I have loved her that way since birth. "What do you mean no way? Do you mean that I, Kristina Martinez was adopted and now you're surprised I found out? I should have known better", then her sobs follow. So much for having an over pampered only child. Dramatic beings. "No no, I'm so sorry my biological and only daughter Kristina, Martinez Elizabeth", "I hate that name!" She screams referring to her middle name. I thought it was cool at the time, but she's been fighting to change it ever since she learnt of it.

"Listen here ne'missa (little girl), if you do not want your little brain splattered on the walls, you should not do as little as to look her way for the rest of your life, are we clear ne'missa?" Origa nodded her head and I looked away when a lone tear skidded down her pink cheek. "Yes sir." She ran out of the bathroom as quickly as she could. I could never inure myself to my father's brutal ways, I cannot begin to tell you how hard it is to form relationships when everyone is terrified of you and hates your guts.

Nothing makes sense until I walk into our apartment building and am greeted by Jaden. She looks down at my hand and back into my eyes. "What's wrong? What happened?" Dr. Baker and Adam both leave when I don't acknowledge them. Jaden pulls me toward the couch and looks at me. "Dan is my dad, and he got my mother addicted to drugs, and killed her because she didn't want to be with him." Jaden's mouth drops and she pulls me into her arms. I don't remember sobbing, but my cheeks are wet. I lay on her lap for what seems like hours before I finally close my eyes and fall asleep.

The revelation stirred profound emotions in Adam, and tears flowed freely as he absorbed the news of being a father. The process of introducing Ella to Adam unfolded smoothly. Despite the initial adjustment period, the natural bond between father and daughter began to flourish. Ella, with time, embraced the connection, and though it took a while, the endearing title of 'Dad' found its way into her vocabulary. Adam, having rediscovered his past and embraced the role of a father, proved to be an exceptionally caring and protective parent to Ella. His determination to provide her with a happy and secure life surpassed the challenges of his own tumultuous past. Adam had made a conscious choice t

he explained and steepled his fingers again. "We were the closest of age among our siblings with just a year difference, so we were close-knit." He cleared his throat again and adjusted in his seat. "Anyway, it happened around her fifteenth birthday or so. It was discovered my father had fathered a child outside. The girl's mother had died and she had decided to show face. She was exactly the same age as Core.

"Dada. This Sunday is my big day. All because of you. Today I want to talk to you guys. It’s been a while that I know am adopted. Not that it’s a mystery anyway. You and Daddy, you both are males, and there is no way you can pop me out. And you have never come across any girl, I know. I don’t know who are my parents and what lead you to have me, I don’t want to know. For me it’s you and Daddy and my family. You never let me feel out of place. You have never spoiled me, never mistreated me. I am sure I am in the best shape than i would be with my real parents. You fulfilled all my wishes. Be it toys or my study and the biggest, you gave me Mills. I can never thank you enough Dada". Jagger wip

"I'd like to report a crime. My name is Nina Caldwell." I listed it out, count by count. Tax fraud. Embezzlement. Domestic violence. Attempted conversion of a minor's trust assets. Dad lunged at me, grabbed my arm. His nails dug into the skin. "Nina! I'm your father. You'd press charges on your own father?" I didn't pull away. I looked him in the eye. "When did you ever act like one?" "Where were you when Mom was coughing up blood? Where were you when she died? You didn't even sit with her on her last Christmas."

Hades reluctantly passes our daughter to my father who holds her with tears shimmering in his eyes. "Hello, baby," he croons, "I'm your granddaddy Daxton but you can call me Dax," he said, stroking her head and kissing her softly on the cheek. "Give her here," Damien argued, "I want a turn. I told you she would be a girl," he added triumphantly at me.