Daddy Novel Novels & Stories

“This is what you wanted, right?” His voice was dark, teasing. “Parading around my house in these bikinis?” “I think you like it,” He continued, his breath hot against my ear. “Knowing I’m watching. Knowing exactly what you do to me.” * * * * * Riane has had a crush on her stepfather for as long as she could remember. But even with her mother gone, Cyril won’t look her way. She can’t tell if it’s her lack of appeal or his need to maintain his image as a Hollywood A-lister, but she knows that every night when she dreams or when she touches herself, it’s Cyril that’s in her head, and that’s who she wants in her bed. It’s always a game for her. To break down the walls that Cyril had around him. Raine has broken every rule that Daddy made. All that’s left is to break him… Only that, she didn’t know that she was always his.

⚠️*WARNING: 18+ Explicit Content Moonlight spilled through heavy curtains, casting silver across the stranger’s bare chest. Jessy stood frozen in the doorway of her family’s mansion, heart hammering as her eyes traced the hard ridges of his abs, the powerful lines of his thighs, and the unmistakable thick outline straining against black briefs. He was danger wrapped in raw masculinity. “Come here,” he commanded, voice low and rough. Her legs moved before her mind could protest. In seconds his mouth was on her breast, hot and demanding, while two thick fingers thrust deep inside her, drawing out a slick, shameful rush of need. He pulled her onto his lap, ripped her panties aside, and drove into her with one savage stroke—stretching, claiming, ruining her in the dark. Jessy clung to his shoulders, gasping, moaning, breaking apart as pleasure tore through her like fire. He fucked her harder, deeper, whispering filthy praises against her skin until she shattered around him. With a guttural groan, he buried himself to the hilt and filled her with pulse after pulse of hot cum. Still joined, his cock twitching inside her, he brushed damp strands of hair from her tear-streaked face and smirked. “Now tell me your name again… Jessy.” Footsteps clicked down the marble hallway. “Jessy? Sweetheart, I’m home.” Her aunt’s voice—warm, loving, and far too close. Terror and forbidden desire twisted in Jessy’s chest as she sat there naked, impaled on the man who was never a stranger. His cum was still leaking down her thighs when he flexed his hips, pushing deeper, and whispered hot against her ear, “Be very quiet, little girl. Wouldn’t want Mommy to discover how hard her precious step-niece just came on her new husband’s cock.”

I fall in love with my father's friend, an Alpha 20 years my senior. I'm only eight when I first meet him. It happens at a banquet for the upper echelons of the werewolf pack. My father brings me with him. Layson Romanov instantly catches my eye. He stands tall at six feet and two inches, and his toned figure shows through his black suit. He exudes a natural dominance. My father introduces me to him, and he caresses my hair with a smile. Then, he gives me a pink dress adorned with pearls and pink diamonds. "You'll look beautiful when you're old enough to wear this." Back then, I didn't understand what he meant. … Ten years later, I put on that dress and enter his room. He's drugged after falling into someone's trap, and his wolf is out of control. His usually calm eyes are filled with mania. I know that he'll go insane—even lose his life—if he doesn't have an antidote. So, I give him my pure, untainted body. I become his antidote. We later marry, and he loves me as my father would've done. However, when I'm four months pregnant, I discover that his personal secretary, Grace Parker, is also pregnant. "I'm sorry to have put you through this, Grace. Everyone knows I only married Charlotte out of duty. I'll make sure our child is my only heir," he says. It all makes sense now—no wonder Layson refused to mark me despite us being married. Grace is the one he loves. I'm heartbroken. I ingest a large amount of wolfsbane, leading to a miscarriage. I ultimately die of blood loss. Intense regret washes over me as I breathe my last breath. When I open my eyes again, I find that I've been reborn. I'm taken back to the day Layson is drugged…

18+ | Pure Filth for Degenerate Readers Only ️ Proceed at Your Own Risk ️ This collection drags you into the darkest corners of craving where every touch is betrayal, every orgasm is soaked in guilt, and the more wrong it feels, the wetter they get. Expect savage dominance, brutal dirty talk, relentless breeding, sloppy creampies, power exchanges, and deliciously corrupt “good girls” and “curious boys” who discover they were born to be ruined by the one person they can never have. No vanilla. No slow burns. Just raw, addictive descent into depravity. Each story is a complete, multi-chapter filthy ride packed with slow building tension that explodes into merciless fucking, whispered commands in public, hidden hands under tables, and secret rules that turn ordinary days into constant dripping need. These are stories of total surrender: shy virgins stretched and trained, bratty rebels broken into obedient cum dumps, and forbidden lovers who risk everything for the rush of being claimed hard and filled deep. Open these pages only if you’re ready to get addicted to the kind of filth you’ll never admit you love.

Good….. I want to see you play with yourself and unless you have my permission, you can't fucking cum" "Yes, Daddy" I thought I had a problem being aroused. My ex boyfriend broke up with me for being insensitive to his touches and I thought I really had a problem with myself until I met him, Mark Arthur, my late father's best friend. He could make me wet just by staring at me and his slightest touches could make the 'insensitive' me shudder and cum. Yet, he wanted boundaries, he wanted to be a father figure to me but I didn't want him as a father. I wanted him. I wanted him to be my daddy. I wanted to be his little submissive slut and I was going to break his boundaries until I became Daddy's Little plaything.

Welcome to the world of forbidden fantasies. Ryan Parker 35 year old, CEO of the Parker industries, cold hearted, ruthless and reversed. The name that could shake the entire business world. His aim was never to chase love. He hunted for dominance and power. He only made one mistake in his life, hiring the daughter of his best friend, Alina. She was innocent, that had captured his mind since the first time she walked into his office. Alina Spenser 18 year old, sweet, Assistant to Mr Ryan Parker. She had a crush on Mr Parker the first time she met in teens. He was her father's best friend, the man her father talks about. With a sharp jawline and commanding voice he made her burn in places she doesn't understand. But the time blurred and he vanished from their lives without a warning, swallowed by the hunger of building business and ambition. She moved on, at least that's what she thought, only writing her small crush in her diary. Until one day he came back to her father’s funeral. And everything has changed since then.

"You want me to fuck you like a whore, is that it?" His eyes darkened as they narrowed on me while I swallowed hard, realizing I had been backed up against the edge of the desk as desire zinged through me. "Yes," I answered, breathlessly. He leaned forward slightly and I could feel his hot breath on my skin. I tried not to shiver at the sudden chill that ran through me. My eyes flitted up to meet his hazel orbs, they were burning with hunger and a dark fire. “My kitten…” He purred, tracing his hand over my boobs. The rattling sound of his belt was what I heard next. Bunching up my dress to my waist, the first slap landed on my ass cheeks eliciting a moan from me. Grabbing my waist, he plunged his cock into me in one harsh thrust. A soft whimper escaped my lips as he slammed into me again. ** ** ** When Angelina Bryant finds out her boyfriend who uses insensitive words on her was actually a cheat, and her best friend was a backstabber, it coincides with the period a new neighbor, Kade Ashton moves into the mansion opposite their house. They're unable to deny their chemistry and so they give in to the fire raging between them. When Elva Ashton who is Angelina's new bestie finds out she is f*cking her father, hell is let loose. What happens when everyone they hold dear is against their forbidden relationship? Will their love die out or make a strong comeback? Warning : This book is an age gap romance filled with explicit erotic content. If you aren't comfortable with rated scenes, kindly drop it, it's not too late. However if you choose to read this, prepare to be blown away by Angela and Kade's story.

Avery's always harbored a crush on Jake Ortega, the charming boy next door who once stole her first kiss. Life pulled them apart when she had to move away with her mom. But now, fate reunites them, and sparks fly anew. With Jake now at the helm of his father's billion-dollar company, their rekindled connection breaches all boundaries, fueled by an irresistible attraction. ********* "Do you like that princess?" Jake thirstily questioned between our kiss once again. "Y..yes." I managed to moan out before he cruelly removed himself. Jake stood above me while staring down at me with a pleasing smirk on his handsome face. "Your lips taste of strawberries just as they were before princess. Now I want you to be a good little girl and maybe, just maybe I'll give you what your body has been craving for and more."

BLURB Disowned for choosing his passion over the life his foster parents planned for him, Damian is left with nothing but his talent and a gnawing fear that it won’t be enough. When a friend offers him a place to stay in his father’s extravagant mansion, Damian allows himself to hope—just a little—that this might be his way back on his feet. Then he meets Nickolai. Nickolai is powerful, attentive, and unsettling in the way he sees straight through Damian’s defenses. He offers help, connections, a future Damian has only ever dreamed of—but the price is intimacy Damian isn’t sure he’s ready to give. The line between opportunity and desire blurs, and loneliness makes the choice harder to refuse. Caught between wanting more and wanting him, Damian gives in. What starts as an agreement slowly turns into something deeper, more dangerous. Unspoken feelings linger, guilt settles in, and a secret from their shared past—one Damian has tried desperately to forget—threatens to surface. As attraction grows and the stakes rise, Damian must decide how much of himself he’s willing to lose for love, ambition, and survival. Because some secrets don’t just ruin careers… they break people.

"Stop the car!" Shouted Albert "Boss!" "I said stop the car or you are fired!" Albert said coldly. 'Screeeeeeech' the driver stepped on the emergency break. Before he could react, his boss had already flung the door and was running towards a certain direction... .... "Let's go home." Hearing the word home, Velma looked at the man before her dumbly. "Let's go home..." Albert repeated himself. Before waiting for Velma to reply, he took her hand and led her to the car.