Daddy Issues Novels & Stories

“I’m no shrink, but I’m a baby doctor. Whatever drama is circling you — this baby comes first. You eat. You sleep. Even if you have to force it.” She glares at me for a beat, then adds — “Don’t worry, we’ll all keep the little bean safe.” Kiara snaps her fingers at me. “You hear that, bitch? Enough spiraling. You’re telling him.” I throw my hands up. Fine. I surrender. Dr. Burden adjusts her glasses. “Okay, so this complicated Daddy, does he have any issues that I should know about?” I blink. “Oh, he has many,” Kiara smirks.

“I can’t help you, but my savior can.” My eye balls roll in their socket. With a deep breath, I lower my head by my shoulder. “You have no idea all the bad things I have done.” I whisper. “There’s nothing that cannot be forgiven.” “Daddy, I-“ “Father.” He corrects. “Sorry.” I sigh, again. “My daddy issues sometimes get the best of me. You know, I was orphaned. It’s how I became a slut.” His eyes are focused on me now.

“I will not call you Daddy. That’s a hard limit. No way.” Oh. An uncomfortable flush of unease washes over me. She won’t call me Daddy. Jesus, I hadn’t even thought about it before I said it. The daddy dom aspect of my personality is such a part of who I am, I forgot some subs hate that.

Go ahead and cry, little girl Nobody does it like you do I know how much it matters to you I know that you got daddy issues And if you were my little girl I'd do whatever I could do I'd run away and hide with you I love that she's got daddy issues, and I do too Eden started drifting off while listening to the songs. She smiled at the possibilities of the night, and the anticipation that made her adrenaline rise up. —-----------------------------------

But instead, he spanks my rear, making me gasp. Spank "You are being such a bad girl today, talking to another guy, Melisa, without my permission?" "Who are you, my father?" I am mocking him for doing something as foolish as this. “Do you have daddy issues?" What on earth is wrong with him? "I don't have to say that! Even if I don't have a father figure, I can handle myself!" "Oh really? Can you handle this, Melisa?" He began to play with me, using his fingers both inside

"What happened that makes you not want to live with Daddy?" "Grown-up stuff that's hard to explain. Things that happened before you were born." I was trying to find age-appropriate language for the complete destruction of my faith in love. "Daddy and I had problems. And even though he's a wonderful father to you, Mommy needs time to figure out if we can fix those problems."

Julian just arched one perfect brow, like he had all the time in the world to watch me squirm. “Because you’re a dad, and you’re hot, so you’re a daddy. A boss daddy.” The words slipped out with a snort-laugh, but his stare didn’t budge an inch. God. He was dead serious. “Daddy issues?” His voice was calm. The type of calm that could slice you wide open without a drop of blood. I clicked my tongue. “If I call you baby, does that mean you’re the one with issues?” Julian didn’t flinch. “I’m asking, Isla.”

“What the hell is a daddy dom?” Glancing around, she shrugs. “What we have isn’t technically a daddy dom thing. The daddy sex thing doesn’t have a thing to do with wanting to fuck your daddy. Sure, some women might be into it. But it’s about how your daddy is the first man who ever loves you unconditionally—supposedly.” Our eyes meet, emphasis on supposedly.

Ignorant of the reasons for my comfortable existence. “Do you think it’s some tremendous zinger to bring up things I did when I was a teenager, Daddy? If you knew you had an issue with what I was doing, why did you never step up and bring me back into line, like you just agreed you were supposed to do? Like, maybe it would have to get some of your attention for once.” Daddy was not even listening. “Did you think when there was that trouble with the boy that we’d just believe he happened to see you one day and decided to do something so drastic?

"How can I rest if your daddy made me stupid? He told me he loves me! But then, he hasn't seen me for days. I didn't do anything wrong to him, Kalvis! Why can't he even tell me the reason why he suddenly left me?" I know that my feelings won't matter to the man I'm talking to, but I want him to convey to his daddy how affected I am by what he did. "And, you're right, I'm a problematic person! I'm problematic and one of my problems is your daddy! I hope he doesn't come into my life if this is all he's going to do. If only I knew— argh! I hope I don't just give him a chance in my life! I wish I had just put up with the hardships so that our relationship wouldn't have deepened to the extent tha