Dadd Novels & Stories

“Eat.” Zavian appears a few minutes later with a light blanket and drapes it over my legs even though the room is already warm. His hand lingers on my shoulder, thumb stroking once before he sits. Their attention is constant without being smothering. Every glance, every touch, every quiet check-in carries the same message: ‘You are carrying our children. You are precious. We will not let anything touch you.’

"Then do your internal sensors trust the data file from your mom or the data file from your dad?" "My dad, I think. Because his system tracks as ten times nicer to my station," Daniel states firmly, nodding his head. "Because if Hayden’s dad was truly Ada Lube, there exists absolute zero mathematical way Hayden wouldn't want a legendary father like that asset! Ada Lube is totally amazing on the mountain! He stands as my ultimate lifetime idol!"

“Bigger groups, but I choose the new Daddies. And I get to direct the first round. After the party, you’re mine for the entire night. No exceptions.” I nodded, my pussy already throbbing at the thought. The four new regular Daddies were introduced gradually through private meetings Liam arranged. Each one was a carefully chosen addition to the circle, bringing new energy, new kinks, new ways to push my limits while keeping Liam in control. The first new Daddy was Adrian, a tall, commanding lawyer in his mid-40s with a silver tongue and a reputation for control.

I crawled in, curling as small as possible just as Dade smoothed his shirt, adjusted his trousers, and opened the door with perfect composure. “Maria. Come in.” Her heels clicked across the floor. Papers rustled. Her voice was crisp, professional, with the faintest edge of curiosity. “You’ve been in here a while. Everything all right? You look a little… flushed.” “Long day,” Dade replied smoothly. “Grading submissions. Some of them require more attention than others.” I bit my lip, still trembling with aftershocks. The risk sharpened everything. Hidden inches from his legs, close enough to smell him, close enough that if I leaned forward I could press my face against the hard outline still s

Nodded. “‘And then Dada messed up,’” Adrian said. Voice steady. Finally. “‘At 3:01 PM. But he came back. And he said sorry. And he didn’t say ‘it’s okay.’ He said ‘I’ll fix it.’ And he did. Every day after.’” _Thump-thump. Thump-thump._ “Better,” Alex said. Yawning. Real yawn. Kid yawn. “Now it’s true.” *11:47 PM. [SFX: BALCONY. THEN WIND. THEN PLAN.]*

Dadi is the most enthusiastic old lady and she can't do anything like this to her own grandson and granddaughter. So nooo. "Adam" He don't have this much brain, and he is like my younger brother. So Noo. "Danish" He is rude, arrogant and jerk but he always mind his own business and is always concentrated on his work. So Noo. "Hadiya" She is BBB (bitch brainless bimbo) but can't do anything as she always say but don't do anything. So Noo. "Reyan" His mind is always occupied by Inaya's thoughts. And he is the best friend of ahad.

"I'm your stepmommy." Zanéh scrunched up her face further like the last word was a pungent smell in her nose. She eyed the lady up and down and settled back on her face. "You're white." Murda slowly rose back to her feet, dusting at her knees. It was obvious she didn't know what reply to give to that. Kiersey saw this as her cue to step in. "I take it you didn't know before? " Zanéh shrugged nonchalantly, popping at her gum. "I don't know, I just assumed Daddy . . . where's my daddy?" She glanced about with question, before settling back on Murda's face with an expression that could be likened to accusal.

When he turn I saw Dev dada and I was shocked. ******************************* Word meanings.. Dada - brother in bengali Boudi - sister in law in bengali

Inara chirped, her innocence making some chuckle while others coughed awkwardly, trying to mask their discomfort. Damon, amused, cleared his throat. His eyes gleamed as he leaned closer to his daughter. “Lil pumpkin, you only have one daddy.......so no calling me new daddy or real daddy, okay.... You just have one dad and that’s me. You can call me Dadda… as your mumma may not like you calling me daddy, as back then she used to call me that.” The last words were murmured, but Davina caught them. Her glare could have burned through ste

She says matter of factly making drake snort and chuckle, caden shakes his head “You don’t need to do that, I’m fine I promise” “Oh we are definitely going shopping after, it’s way colder at home than it is here, you need new stuff” Drake tells him, his tone leaving no room for arguments “Ok alpha” Caden replies, Baylee screws up her nose at him “His names daddy, don’t call him alpha that’s weird” I chuckle as Cadens face flares, drake nods “She’s right, although you don’t have to call me dad if you don’t want to but you should in front of the pack, it would be weird to call me drake”