Daddy’s Best Friends Novels & Stories

Before he could reach for me, daddy came and scooped me up in his strong arms and held me close. This man is the first man that I fell in love with. The first man to show me real love. If he’d known what that bitch Amy and Gael subjected me to, I know he’d have given up his rank as Beta to kill Gael and challenge Alpha Ryker, his best friend. Thank the Goddess it never came to that. The tears fell then. “My only girl, you will always be daddy’s little girl. To find out that my baby is having babies, I’m so proud of you.” He buried his head in my neck and breathed me in.

“Almost. But for now, have your dinner. Skip it, and he might just reconsider those three months.” She was right. If I had any hope of keeping this trip secure, I couldn’t risk Dad’s mood swinging the other way. “Yes, baby. Eat up,” Jacob murmured with a smirk. “Your dad’s unpredictable like that. If that piece of shi—” I shot him a pointed glare, and he stopped short, looking guilty but amused. “Piece of what, Jacob?” “It was just a slip of the tongue,” he chuckled, flashing me an innocent smile. “Really, he’s the sweetest man on earth. Why else would he be my best friend?”

Author's POV The whole day Shane craved Emma as she asked him not to come during the daytime because it was Sunday. Her and her dad's day. And sealing his lips he spent his whole day with boy's, roaming around in bikes and then doing some help to Ben in his software development. Ben is Shane's closest and bestest friend and so is Akshay in male friend circle. Emma is his best friend as well but the things he can't share with her, he shares with these two idiots who are his secret keeper and biggest cheerleaders. They are his partner in crimes.

However, I do not move from there until a detective from the NYPD who knows my dad lets me into his office and closes the door. I sit on the faux leather chair and stare at Detective Ford. He’s tall, lean, and has a bald head and black skin. I would not call him friends with Dad since he goes against him sometimes. Seriously, Dan is Dad’s only friend. Everyone else is just an acquaintance. Oh, and Detective Ford has a strong sense of justice, so that puts us on the same side, because Dad definitely does not have that. “You are not supposed to be here, Ms. Shaw.”

I muttered. But my eyes kept stealing glances at the two familiar strangers, especially the man, they seemed to be a couple. Moments later, my parents joined them. “Oh, Marian, Jalen—welcome! Please, make yourselves comfortable,” my father said, his smile wide, and unusual. It startled me to see both of my parents beam so openly. The couple were family friends. The man—Jalen—was my father’s best friend. My heart skipped as I looked at him. I remembered that charm, that presence. I had admired him since childhood, before he married Marian and stopped visiting. Yet, seeing him now, the pull toward him felt just as strong, maybe even stronger.

MY DAD'S BEST FRIEND CHAPTER 1 KAYLEE I thought I had the place to myself for two whole weeks. Dad and Lisa left for Italy this morning, Mr. Thompson (his best friend since college) was supposed to be on some trip in Canada until the end of the month. The house is huge, the pool is perfect, and I’ve been crushing on Mr. Thompson since I was old enough to know what a crush was. Tall, broad, salt-and-pepper hair, forearms that could break me in half… yeah. I’ve touched myself in his guest bed more times than I can count.

He hangs up the phone and packs up my clothes, shoving me into the wardrobe. He said he isn't married so who could this possibly be? I hide as Jonathan opens the door, and the voice that follows is unmistakable. "Daddy!" a girl echoed. From where I stand, I see Bella step inside. And the truth immediately hits… Jonathan Hills, the man I had just lost my virginity to and shared a one-night stand with, is her best friend's father *** A few days before

-GREENA'S POV- When I saw my friends with their daddies earlier, I really couldn't believe it. I initially misunderstood the situation and thought it was going to be a partner-swapping event, similar to what is depicted in adult films. Well, I really can't agree with that! My daddy fucking my friends? No way! He should only be fucking me and no one else! Now that they told their partners, I agreed. Daddy wants it, so I'll give it to him. I don't want to lose to my friends in pleasuring their daddies!

"Maria was humble, slept on a mattress, Alex..." "I know. We fucked there too." He widened his eyes, staring at me in shock. "Oh, fuck! Where else did you...?" I’m her father’s best friend. And now, I’m also... your worst mistake. "You’re feeling like a badass, huh? Too bad I don’t have anyone of yours left to fuck." I lamented, tapping his shoulder without aggression. "It’s not about competition. Or revenge." I took a deep breath. "I’ll take you home. Tomorrow, we’ll talk calmly."

The kind we had fought to earn the right to care about. Through the open door I watched Kael work the sticky pump with the same focus he gave war maps. The bond sat quiet and deep between us, no alarm, no court performance, only the low awareness of him existing in my father’s yard without either of them bleeding for it. “He’s still the man who took you from this house,” Father said behind me, voice low. “He’s also the man who stands beside me in the one I built.” I did not turn. “I don’t need you to love that. I need you to keep writing about fences.”