Dad Gets Daughter Pregnant Novels & Stories

I ask, looking at him confused. “You got laid the day your mate found out you had a kid. Who are you to judge,” Dad teases me. “Yeah yeah, I never did anything as dumb as pretend to be better than the mate bond.” “I never did anything so dumb as to get a girl pregnant. By the way, what is the plan for when your daughter does the math and realizes she was born outside the mate bond?” “Lie,” I tell him straight out. “Dawn and I plan to lie through our teeth.”

The good-natured smile fell from my father’s face, and his features seemed to oscillate between disappointment, anger, happiness, and what I could only describe as his what-the-fuck expression. “You’re pregnant?” Mom asked in a whisper. “You just met,” Dad argued. “Damn, man,” Wyatt said as he placed a hand on Richard’s shoulder. “You’re lucky you’re here and part of her life, or I’d come hunt you down in Chicago with my bat.” “And I’d bring the plastic and shovel,” Carson added. “It wasn’t planned, obviously. We’re both nervous, but that doesn’t mean we aren’t happy.” “You just met!” Dad yelled, his fists slamming on the table before he pinched the bridge of his nose. “You’re on such a grea

He asked while I hesitated without saying nothing. “Mark,” he warned. I sighed heavily. “It’s the girl from that night. The hotel mix-up I told you about. The one who was screaming her lungs out naked in the morning like I was the devil reincarnated.” I explained while his jaw dropped open. “Wait… you mean the girl who showed up at the house as Frank’s goddaughter?” “Apparently, she’s pregnant, and that’s why my dad wants us to get married. According to him, no grandchild of his will be born a bastard!.” I added while Barry leaned back and let out a low whistle.

he said and I saw Sean take a deep breath, but it was Dad who took the turn. "My daughter is pregnant, and you are responsible for that." said dad and Jordan laughed out loud. " I? Honestly, I've never had sex without a condom. " he said. "We didn't use Jordan, you didn't use anything." I said and at the same moment he turned to me. " You're kidding, aren't you?" he asked nervously. "No. I'm not kidding Jordan, I'm pregnant, and it's yours." I stated.

My wife, Lani Fort, finally answered my calls only after my daughter, Anjou, stopped breathing. “Didn’t I tell you that Warren Stafford’s dog was having a difficult labor? I’m in the middle of saving a life right now. “You’ve called 108 times in two hours. What on earth is going on?” Two hours earlier, my daughter had suddenly developed a high fever, so I took her to the hospital. The doctor diagnosed her with acute myocarditis and said her only chance of survival was to use an ECMO machine. The $50,000 initial fee for the treatment had become an insurmountable obstacle for me. I called her 108 times, but she had rejected every single call. My voice trembled as I held my daughter’s lif

I am so glad she does not understand a thing Alexandra said. Yes, he gave birth to me and my twin, but our parent told my sister and me how tough it was for us to come into this world. Does that mean he will go through all that again? I walked into class on autopilot. Dad Jay is pregnant. The words kept looping in my head like a cursed song. I had only been away for one week. One week. I did the math again just to be sure my brain had not betrayed me. Dad Jay should be around forty three or forty four if my memory is correct. He complains about his knees. He complains about his back. He complains about waking up too early. And now he is pregnant.

Chances are his dad has knocked somebody up again. “He got the landlord’s daughter pregnant and the landlord is furious. It was borderline rape Meg, what exactly lives in that man that does not know when to call it quits? I do not even know why I am even bothered about it.” Gabriel asked me and I laughed out loud. Gabriel gave me a cool look.

“I… I was pregnant?” “Yes,” Adrian said quietly. “And Kayla… she’s ours. She’s our daughter, Gwen. She’s our little girl.” A rush of emotions tore through me, shock, disbelief, relief. The heavy stone I had carried in my heart, the fear that my daughter’s father was someone unworthy, lifted slightly. At least this part of our lives was real. At least Kayla was ours.

He didn’t find it. “Before I say anything,” he said carefully, “you need to understand that what’s between Eli and me doesn’t take away what he feels for you.” Her stomach tightened, a cold, hollow thing opening up inside her chest. “So there is something.” He didn’t deny it. “Dad,” she whispered, the word cracking on its way out, “how could you?” Damian leaned forward, elbows on the table. “It didn’t start the way you think. It wasn’t planned. It was… gravity. Dangerous. Yes. But controlled.”

Soon, I would tell myself. Bottom line, it has been Georgina and me for five years. We are one. I’m not sure what kind of father David was before I arrived, but he behaved like an irresponsible piece of shit when his daughter needed him. I will not forgive him for that. And I feel no guilt in making her my wife without his knowledge or consent. Georgina has wished him to be informed, however. It will make her pleased with me. So it will be done. Because it seems at age thirty – five, I can still learn new tricks.