Dad X Daughter Novels & Stories

[ Xavier ] “Can you explain me how my daughter-in-law was targeted, Xavier?” My Dad asked me in a flat tone, he was weak and barely talk but his tone was still firm. Adeline’s accident left a deep impact on his mind. He looked worried for the safety of his family.

Entrusting your daughter to another man was no simple matter for him. "Most likely," Xavier replied, his tone firm but laced with an underlying worry. As a father, he couldn't help but feel a protective instinct, especially given the unpredictable nature of the world. He would go to great lengths to safeguard his daughters, even if it meant being viewed as the villain in their eyes. In a society where women often found themselves vulnerable, Xavier was resolute in his determination to shield his daughters from any potential harm, even if it meant assuming the role of the stern protector.

Brittany and Dom had already said their goodbyes, so she just turned your back, looking embarrassed. Dax was coming with me, but I did feel the kiss we shared in the closet was his way of affection before all hell broke loose. I didn’t mind it as any kind of PDA was more for a date setting and not on the battlefield. “Dax, wait up!” my dad yelled as he and mom walked down the stairs. Dad waited until mom was out of earshot. “Protect my wife and daughter. Bring them back to me.” He said firmly, but held out his hand.

Dad also walked in behind them, and I smiled; he and Dexter looked so much alike, only like the younger version. “There they are,” Dad said, standing up. He walked to Dad, and they exchanged handshakes. They were happy to meet each other. "Thank you so much for coming and also, watching over my daughter," he said, and Dad smiled. I have to stop calling them both 'Dad'. Papa would be better. “It’s not a worry; Aurora is a smart and kind young lady,” he said, and I smiled. “Please, have your seat,” Dad said, and Papa had his seat.

Their relationship is a tapestry of shared experiences, laughter, and meaningful conversations. The love between a father and his daughter is a precious gift, a timeless connection that weaves its way through the tapestry of life. It's a love that endures, transcending generations and continuing to influence her, even as she grows into her own. This love is a testament to the beauty of family bonds, a love that enriches and nourishes the human soul.

“It’s just I tried to lose my virginity all week, and then again tonight, to just get it over with. But the guy bailed when I told him. He wasn’t the first. That makes six times this week alone.” Eva’s expression softens as I finish, and she pulls out a small card from her bra, slipping it into my hand. “This? This is a number that can change everything. There’s a community of men who won’t just stay—they’ll want to guide you. The ‘daddies,’ as they call themselves,” she says with a wink. “Trust me, they don’t run. But make sure it’s what you want.” I look down at the number, my fingers pressing into the card’s edges, feeling its weight in my palm. The idea feels… different. Dangerous, even.

Summer, who had been dejectedly sitting by the side of the bed, looked up at the doctor. The doctor sighed and told them that family members had the highest chance of being a compatible donor. "What about a twin sister?" "That would be best. The chances are even higher." Their eyes instantly brightened. I knew they immediately thought of me. Sarah quickly sent me a message. [You ungrateful daughter…] She had just sent the message out when she immediately deleted it. She sent another message instead. [Dear Sienna, where are you? We were wrong to say all those things to you a few days ago. We're sorry. Come home. Your father and I miss you. Your sister also knows that she's done you wrong. We

It's rare to have the power of 2 gods like Atia, let alone three. I myself am the son of a father who was a descendant of Zeus and a mother who was the descendant of Hera, but I only have the power of Zeus. My sister Giuna has both the power of Zeus and Hera, but my sister Riara only has the power of Zeus as well. Genetics are weird like that. Either way, it is pretty much unheard of to have a child with the power of 3 different gods, yet we are going to have 2. Soon enough, shock gives way to excitement as I think about my future son and two daughters the the children of gods, who give birth much faster than humans, and Atia is the daughter of Hades, so in three months I'm going to be a fat

——————Alex——————— My name is Alex. I’m the only surviving child of my father. I lost my mother and my brother in a fatal accident. My dad lost his legs and can’t no longer walk again. The accident caused me a a lot of pain and misery. My father sold all his properties including the house to pay of his debt and hospital bill. We live in a small apartment in a dark alley where it is difficult to sleep with two eyes closed.

"Elena, please. You have to understand." I jerked away from his touch as if it burned. "Understand what? Understand that you've been lying to me for months? Understand that you've been spending your savings on another child while our daughter is here dying? Is that what you want me to understand?" "I never meant for this to happen," he said, and for a moment, I saw genuine remorse in his eyes. The child's father is my friend Seth, whom you also know about, he assigned me to take care of his daughter since he is out of town.