Daddy's Coming Home Novels & Stories

“Where’s Daddy? When is he coming home?” Izzy’s heart shattered as she knelt beside her daughter, pulling her into a tight hug. “Daddy’s working, sweetheart. He’ll be home soon, I promise.” Maya looked up at her with wide, innocent eyes, her small hands clutching Izzy’s shirt. “Will he be okay?” Izzy swallowed hard, her throat tight with emotion. “Yes, baby. He’s going to be okay. Daddy’s strong. He’s always going to come back to us.”

"Daddy..." "I’m sorry, princess. But I promise I’ll come back soon. I’m truly sorry," he said, his voice filled with regret as he pulled Daisy in for a warm embrace. He patted her hair gently as she wept against him, pleading for him not to go. After sharing that moment, Hayley stepped in, urging Daisy to come inside. "Come on now, baby. Let’s go." Daisy sniffled, breaking the hug and gazing into her father’s vulnerable eyes. Her voice trembled with emotion as she confessed, "I love you, Daddy. Please come back to us soon."

Release date: March 15th. Two months away. Sixty days. Amelia read the letter five times. Then called Marcus. “It’s real?” “It’s real. He’s coming home.” She sat down. “Oh my god.” “Start preparing. He’ll need support. Structure. Help reintegrating.” “I know. I will.” She hung up. Looked at Ellie. “Daddy’s coming home. For real this time.” Ellie clapped. “Dada!” Amelia picked her up. Spun her around.

I said. Then Sherry got sad. "Wait!" "Yeah, sweetie," our Dad said. But Daddy, you won't be home for the job at Smithville, Georgia that 3 hours away from home." We will not see you at home at night." You're there and not home." Sherry said with tears in her eyes. I was thinking the same thing. I hope not, but I want my daddy home, and I do want him happy too. That would be working his dream job.

“Dad isn't back yet. Your brothers will come back and pick you up.” **** “Jason, Jerry.” “Flora!” Jason asked, “Mommy is Daddy being arrested?” “How do you know?” “Oh, I saw on TV that Daddy is a bad man.” “Mommy, when will Daddy return home?” I frowned, “No matter what happens, he will always be your Daddy.” “Flora has just recovered. Don’t tell her about Daddy.” “What if Flora asked?” “Say, the Daddy has gone overseas on a business trip.” “Okay, got it!”

"Daddy!” Daddy thrusts one long after another as he came out. At the same time as I orgasmed again, I could feel the flow of our mixed juices from my vagina down my thigh. I could hear the sound of the stickiness even more. It feels sticky but so good, I swear. After a hot fuck with my stepdad, he immediately went to their room to finally answer Mom's call. He sadly told me that Mommy was coming home from the hospital and would be staying home for a few days.

He was wearing nothing but boxers, stretched out casually next to Joyce, scrolling on his phone. When he saw me, he wasn’t flustered in the slightest. Instead, he deliberately draped one leg over Joyce’s body. "Woah, if it isn't the violent maniac? Joyce already told me that I can live in this house as long as I want, and throw anything that belongs to you away! "I'm her daddy after all, so it's only natural I take care of my daughter." I nodded calmly and walked to the bedside. Then I yanked the blanket away.

I lit my cigar and drew in a slow breath before letting the smoke drift lazily into the air. The smell of tobacco mixed with the damp scent of the abandoned warehouse. Across from me, the boys huddled closer to their mother, trembling so badly they could barely stay still. I couldn't look away. There was something fascinating about watching hope fight against fear. I exhaled another stream of smoke and smiled. "Don't worry, boys." My eyes remained fixed on them. "Your daddy is coming." I leaned back in my chair. "And I do hope for your sake he hurries." A faint laugh escaped me. "I've been looking forward to meeting him.”

He drove us home. He dropped me onto the bed. A wide grin appeared across his lips. He quickly undressed himself, I watched as his dick fell out of his underwear. That big guy was making me smile in my head. " You did a great job by making sure we weren't caught." He breathed, Crawling into the bed, he leaned forward landing his soft lips against mine. I felt a tiny shock wave rushed down my spine, a wave of adrenaline surged through me. "Appreciate me, daddy." I moaned, breaking the kiss.

I called the moment I picked up as I waited for her to say the words next . “Come home Nora, your father is dead,” my mother told me . The other line suddenly went silent as the only thing that I could hear was my mother’s words , my father had died .