Dad I Want To Hear Your Story Book นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He let out a throaty laugh. “You!” I am embarrassed with his joke. Although, that gives me an idea. “Ma’oz, I remember my mother told me a story about the book of Life and Death being found in the Demon World. Is that true?” Ma’oz pauses for a moment. “Well…yes. How did she know?” “No idea. She told me it was a story she read as a child.” “I see. Why do you want the book of Life and Death?” “Well…” I fiddle with the idea of telling him a fib. Yet I don’t think he would believe me.

Excitement rippled through me, my nipples, now rock hard, ached even more, and my thighs clenched. “Please… daddy.” His grip on my shoulders tightened. “Don't..” he hissed. “Don't fucking do that.” I smiled. “I want you to fuck me, daddy.” “If you call me that one more time, Lora.” He paused, his breathing heavy, every breath filled with failing reatraint and desire that had been locked away for a very long time. “Then I might not be able to control what happens next.” “Please, daddy.. fuck me.”

Stories of honor and blood. But he only told those stories to Vivian. I would crouch outside her door, listening through the crack. I'd hear my father's soft voice, "Vivian, what do you want to hear tonight?" "Tell me how great-grandfather took over New York," Vivian would say. And Papa would begin. His voice was like a low cello in the night, slow and deep. I'd sit outside, hugging my knees, listening to our Family's glory. My heart felt like it was being squeezed by a giant hand.

Sia responded sincerely. "Would you have told me the truth if I asked you whether you had the book?" Diana asked instead. Sia chuckled. "Fair point." "So, how long have you had the book, Sia?" "Just a few days, but I have known of its existence since I was mature enough to remember things. "My mother would tell me stories as a kid, about a great book which could create and destroy. She called it the book of life. "She told me of the wonders our ancestors used the book to perform. Healing, growth, transformations, and new creations.

"Do you read this? Or is it your thatha's book?" I asked doubtfully. "I do read this book. I have the whole series. It's a gift from one of the competitions I won." He chuckled and sat on the other chair. "Oh, that's great! Everybody tells this book has a compilation of heart touching incidents. Is that true?" I asked curiously as my main time killer is books. And I would love books like these. "Yes, it has the wonderful collections of the people's hearts which would strongly affect our heart! Shall I tell you the story that affected my heart the most? But I am not good at storytelling, but I will shortly tell you the core of that incident."

“Claire, it seems you are so busy these past few days. I barely see you here in the mansion,” her mother said. “I’m very sorry mother. I’m just having so much fun on the book I read. It has really a great story. So I always look for a place where I can be alone.” “Oh what story it is?” “It is titled, Against the Tragic Fate. It is the story where the lead character was given a chance to relive her life again and fight the tragic ending of her story in her previous life.” Claire lied.

Jay gave some advice on friendship. "Now Kaiden wants Dad to keep his promise. Read a story book to Kaiden."Kaiden let go of his embrace and took the storybook he wanted to read. Jay took the book from Kaiden's hand. "No problem. I'm going to read a story book to Kaiden." Kaiden lay next to Jay. Get ready to listen to the story. Jay told the story with enthusiasm until it didn't feel like Kaiden had fallen asleep next to him.

Now, with your parents here, the ones you adore, and in front of all our friends and family, I want you to tell me again. "Where is the child?"

He didn't quite have enough cash on hand to buy something that would cost him over 500 million dollars. "Annie, I've already bought so many treasures for you today. Let's just forget about this one…" "No! I must have it!" Anna insisted angrily. "Have you forgotten? You said when you were little, you dreamed that I became a mermaid and saved you from the ocean. Let's make the Pearl of the Merpeople the symbol of our love, okay?" The auctioneer's voice rang out once more, "500 million going once. 500 million going twice…"

“Is it today? Are we finally going to see your book?” I crouched down to her level, my heart warming at her excitement. “Yes, today’s the day. The very first copy will be ready, and we get to hold it in our hands.” Luca grinned as he carried a stack of plates to the table. “You’ve been working on this forever. It’s going to be amazing, Dad.” I ruffled his hair, overcome with gratitude for this family we had built, this life we had fought for. “I hope so,” I said softly. “It’s a story about us, in a way. About home, love, and finding your place.”