Daddy's Coming Home Novels & Stories

A young girl called Flo fleeing her country due to war, in search of a new home. Flo encounters joy and lots of sadness along with love and loss. Will Flo ever find home and a place of safety and comfort in this world of war and chaos.

On my seventh wedding anniversary, I personally whip up a nice feast. But my husband, Davis Stark, only takes a few bites before telling me that he has something urgent to deal with at the company. I trail behind him the whole time, only to witness him walk into a fancy banquet hall, where a banquet is being held for his newborn fraternal twins. Davis even produces a black card and gives it to his secretary, Sonia Robertson, in a solemn manner. "Thank you for your hard work, Sonia. In the future, I will give all of my assets to the children." Sonia's expression lights up immediately. Then, she presses her lips against Davis' happily. "It's an honor to be able to give birth to your children, Mr. Stark." I let out a cold chuckle as I open the banquet hall's door. I want to see how on earth is Sonia capable of giving birth to Davis' children when he's already infertile, to begin with.

We have a family group chat meant for the core members only. It's named "the Coppola family". The ones in the group are my father, my mother, my oldest brother, Fabio Coppola; my second brother, Luca Coppola, and my little sister, Francesca Coppola. Oh, that's not all. Fabio's bloodhound, Fido; Luca's ragdoll, Neve; and Francesca's fancy rat, Pico, are members of the group chat too. I'm the only one who's not included in that group. There's once when I ask Francesca, "Can you add me into the group?" She's in the middle of feeding Pico at that time. Without bothering to glance at me, she replies, "That group is meant for insiders only. Wouldn't you feel awkward if you were to join the group, Valentina?" I just look at Pico, who keeps screeching in Francesca's arms. It has a special nickname and the right to speak up in the family group. To think that I, the Coppolas' biological daughter, am nothing compared to a fancy rat.

Kiersey had her life going great for her, in fact, it was supposed to have been getting better. After two unsuccessful artificial inseminations, she and her high-handed husband were finally going to have a baby. But then a mix-up at the clinic pulls the plug out of her marital life, sending everything spiralling down the drain when they discover she had been given the wrong sperm. Her husband's rejection and consequent divorce were the first out of Pandora's box, fearing for her baby's life and amidst the series of heartbreaks, she has to find an anonymous sperm donor and have him tested for Triple-A Syndrome, of which she was a non-affected carrier. When she runs into Aithan Reeves, one of Springfield's rising young millionaires, on one of her clue huntings and then starts to fall for him, she discovers there's always a second chance at love. But she wouldn't stop looking for her baby daddy, she had to be emotionally prepared. Will Kiersey let go of her second chance for her continued search, or will she embrace it and hope for the best? And just what else did Aithan have to offer her apart from his love?

Warning: 19+ only. This story contains sexual themes and psychological trauma. Emma had only one dream to escape the bottom of society and live a life that truly belonged to her. It seemed like a dream within reach, until it shattered the day she met a man named Damien her "Daddy" “Please, let me go... I didn’t do anything wrong... I just want to live... to live... to live like a human being...” Emma knelt down, her head bowed low as she sobbed and begged the man standing in front of her. The man she once respected and called “Daddy” not only showed no sympathy, but even smiled in delight. “What a pity. Your mother abandoned you, and no one else wants you. Emma, in this world, only I and I alone — love you.”

“I want you to fuck me until I am unable to walk anymore. I want you to fuck me until I reach my peak several times and do not have strength to get there anymore. Fuck me, daddy.” “As you wish, sunshine.” Caelia felt miserable after walking in on her fiancé, naked and lost with another MAN on what was supposed to be their matrimonial bed in few weeks. He was gay! Hurt and upset, she found a bar and drown her pain in bottles of wine. What started as a night of pain ended with a weak, naked body after multiple orgasm. Getting home the next day, she found out that the irresistible stranger she had a night stand with was the one that had been sponsoring her education for years, the only father figure in her life who was just back in the country after a recent divorce with his wife- Aric Phoenixbourne. Two heartbroken hearts meet, will they find a way to mend their broken hearts? ** “Forget all that happened, I am old enough to be your father.” She moved closer, swinging her hand around his neck. “Can I call you daddy?”

After dating Gabriel Lowe for three years, we finally saved up enough money to buy a villa for ourselves. I personally designed this villa. But what I didn't expect was that the gas line in my villa would explode on the day Gabriel and I were meant to receive the keys. Not only did the entire villa get reduced into ruins, but the explosion also killed the neighboring family of three. On top of that, the fire even destroyed their antique painting that was worth 500 million dollars. Since I took responsibility for the explosion, I faced massive compensation claims. My mother-in-law and Gabriel had tears streaking down their faces as they promised to help me tide over this crisis, even if it meant selling everything under their name. I was touched by their words, so I used all of my assets in compensating the victims. After that, I spent the next 20 years in prison, only to die of severe illness there. But when I was on the verge of dying, I saw Gabriel with his arm around his first love, Jasmine Wade. Apparently, they were here to visit me. They grinned maliciously at me outside the bars. "The truth is, the family didn't die at all. The painting was a cheap imitation, too. I bribed them so that they could fake their deaths and leave the country. That's how I successfully got my hands on all of your assets. "If I didn't do that, how would I be able to marry Jasmine and move her into the villa?" It turned out that my decades of atonement was nothing but a huge scam targeted at my wealth and life staged by others. When I open my eyes again, I've returned to the day I'm meant to receive my keys. This time, I've personally checked all the pipes, installed seven safety valves, and taken away all the blueprints. Let's see how the explosion will occur now that there aren't any leak points! But at 3:00 pm, the explosion in the villa still occurs…

Rumor had spread through the Vittori family that the daughter they had lost years ago had finally been found. The moment I heard, I left the family branch and rushed back to the main estate. My car had barely stopped when a young woman hurried over and grabbed my hand. “So you’re the Vittori family’s adopted daughter,” she said with a smile that looked painfully sincere. “Your dress is so beautiful. It must cost tens of thousands of dollars. You can tell you’ve never really had to worry about anything before. Unlike me. I grew up in places where even finding my next meal was a problem.” For a second, I didn’t understand what she meant. Then her eyes lowered to the only necklace around her neck. “This is the only thing I have from Mother,” she whispered. “Please don’t hate me for wearing it.” The next second, she suddenly grabbed my hand, dragged it up toward her throat, and yanked hard. The necklace snapped. Pearls scattered across the marble floor. “Why would you do that?” she cried, staring at me in shock. “If you hate seeing Mother’s gift on me, I’ll take it off right now. I won’t stay and make things difficult for you. Just please don’t tell Father and Mother. I don’t want them caught in the middle, and I don’t want this family fighting because of me.” She curled into herself on the marble floor, shaking as she cried, while the guests around us immediately turned to stare. I stood there completely stunned. I had imagined a thousand ways I might meet my daughter again. I never imagined she would look me in the eye, mistake me for someone else, and frame me before I had even spoken. Because I was not Valentina. I was her mother.

I never meant to fall for my boyfriend’s father. When I caught Liam cheating and ran to his family mansion for answers, the last thing I expected was to end up pinned against his father’s desk, moaning Diego Ramos’ name while his fingers ruined me. Diego is everything Liam isn’t — powerful, ruthless, and dangerously addictive. The billionaire CEO is twice my age, my boss, and completely off-limits. But after one forbidden kiss, one stolen night in my childhood bedroom, I can’t stop craving the man who makes me scream “Daddy” while my family is downstairs. Now Liam is back with a fiancée on his arm, demanding his parents play happy family for appearances. His mother is threatening to destroy everything. And the worst part? I don’t feel guilty anymore. Because every time Diego looks at me like he wants to claim me, I realize the truth: I was never meant to be Liam’s. I was always meant to be his father’s dirty little secret.

[MATURE CONTENT R18] “I want this,” I whispered, my voice shaking with need. “I’ve been saving myself for you, Gavin. Take me and make me yours.” "Jesus, Mel... you're a virgin?" I bit my lips hard, eyes glued on his as I trailed one finger down from my boobs to the middle of my stomach, past the lace of my panties, and into my core. His eyes followed the movement, his chest heaving. I lifted the finger and placed it on my tongue, swirling it around and sucking it. “I'm a virgin, Gavin, but I'm not innocent. I need you to ruin me!” ~~\\~~\\~~\\~~\\~~ Melanie Wealth has spent her whole life starving for love. Ignored by her powerful politician father, she has learned to survive in the shadows... until Gavin Thorne makes her feel seen. He’s the legendary coach of Chatham University’s hockey team, her boyfriend's coach, and her father's best friend. ​When a violent night leaves Melanie covered in blood and out of options, she flees to the only sanctuary she knows. One forbidden touch is all it takes for years of pent-up longing to explode into an unfiltered, passionate night that changes everything. ​But Gavin Thorne is keeping more than just a secret affair. ​By day, he rules the ice. By night, he’s a man with a hidden agenda and a dangerous mission that targets the very blood running through Melanie’s veins. In a world of secrets, power, and betrayal, can love survive when the mission is complete? Or was Melanie just a pawn in a game she never knew she was playing?