Daddy Wants Me Novels & Stories

From high school to my sophomore year in college, I've been in four relationships. None of them lasted, obviously. Boys my age just don't know how to treat a girl like me. I turned twenty, two weeks ago, and decided to swear off love until this hunk of a man walks into our film class. The stranger who I rocked during my birthday party. Well, I thought I only rocked him but memories of that night flood me upon seeing his face. His hands on my waist, my back to his chest, his mouth on my neck. And then...one of the club's rooms. Oh my God! "Good morning everyone, I'm Professor Christian Lambert but you can just call me Professor Lambert. I'll be taking you on international film studies from now on." His gaze ignores all the students in front of me and lands on me. My body warms at the intense memory of us together during my birthday party. As if thinking about the same thing, his face splits into a mischievous grin. Rumors soon begin to fill the campus about the professor. Five years ago, his ex-girlfriend mysteriously disappeared but was later found a month later, in a man's shirt. It was the professor's DNA that was found in her hair and because there was no evidence, he went scot-free. I planned to keep my distance from him after hearing the rumors but... ****** "Hey, little birdie" Professor Lambert corners me after one of my lectures. "I couldn't stop thinking about you after that night." I swallow hard and avoid his piercing brown eyes. Is this right? He's my professor and a rumored killer but...why is my heart beating so fast?

After Lessie's wedding anniversary, her marriage crumbled with the reappearance of her husband's ex-girlfriend. All her years of tireless effort to keep the relationship intact felt wasted. Her pleas were completely ignored by him. Left with no choice, she moved far away. Who would have thought that years later, the same ex-husband she once shed tears for would want her back? "I want you back." Now, Lessie’s was left with her own choices: should she return to her ex-husband who wants to win her over or embrace life on her own? Can she ever forgive Freddie for the pain and betrayal he caused? Can the scars of the past truly be erased and forgotten?

“Get your hands off me!” I wailed but he was not yielding. I tried pushing him away but his build made it look like I was a little girl punching a giant wall. His eyes were filled with desire and he looked at me tastefully, like he wasn't hearing my plea. “You have done enough, I warned you. Didn't I?” Jeremy squeezed my arm. He tore my cloth and squeezed my breast like he had waited all his life to do it. He lifted me like an object and threw me on his bed. “Wait, did he just slide his finger inside me?!” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Jeremy Koch, a vengeful, possessive and overprotective mafia boss who is just a young CEO in the eyes of the public bullied the innocent Nora Miller back in college days because he thought it would suppress his feelings for her. Even after college, no woman could sway his heart as Nora did. He decided to buy her from her mother, Mrs Miller, who is a drunk, gambler and prostitute, under the pretense that Mrs Miller was getting married to his father, Mr Koch. He just wanted Nora to be close to him. They eventually became step-siblings and the college bully of those days was all of a sudden sweet and kind to her. A lot of secrets started getting revealed to Nora when she started living with Jeremy. She knew Jeremy had a dark side but she never knew it was darker than she thought and he was ready to get darker for her. Turns out his dark side has an effect on her past. How dark is he ready to go for her? Will their relationship ever thrive? Will she give him a second chance after finding out everything?

After being annulled at a young age, Amara Stephanie Mijares got a call from the family of her ex-husband. Nexus Almeradez got into an accident and she was the only one he remembered. His family asked her to stay next to Nexus to help her remember. They offer her a big amount of money that she can’t resist. She needs it for the expansion of her business. She accepts the offer, with the thought that it’s just a job for her and her personal life is out. In Nexus perspective, they are still married and that is what she hates because her heart is being weak again. Her ex-husband is a walking danger that will knock on her heart again and she doesn’t have the strength to resist. She’s falling for him, again and again. Oh no—yes!

On her Husband's Birthday, Regina Campbell walked in on him with another woman. Worst of all, He felt no remorse and instead laughed at her for being dumb to think she deserved Love. After the divorce, Regina flee the city with the hope of starting over. However, Regina realized she was already pregnant for her now ex-husband. Right there --- Regina Campbell made a vow to herself. A vow to never let a man into her life , a vow to protect herself and her daughter. Four Years Later , her daughter was saved by a man who would stop at nothing to make her open her heart again. A presidential CEO being persistent to a single Mom? What could he possibly do to make her open her heart once more? How long until the feeling becomes undeniable?.

He's my mate's father and I had a one-night stand with him. I shouldn't have but I was just so bitter because my mate was sleeping with my half-sister. That night marked the beginning of his insane obsession. And then I realized he wasn't the level-headed and calm father-in-law I always thought he was. Behind that mask was an obsessive, manipulative, and controlling man who had sworn never to let me go. He'd do anything to keep me, including ruining my life. Now I'm stuck in this clandestine erotic relationship we have. And each day, I find myself getting more addicted to him. What do I do to break free from this erotic but toxic bond we share?

I lost my virginity to a stranger. That was my first mistake. My second? Showing up at my fiancé’s family event— Only to realize the man I spent the night with… was his father. Elara Sinclair has always known how her life would unfold. Born into one of New York’s most powerful old-money families, her future was decided long before she could question it. Raised by her grandparents after the death of her parents, she was taught to value composure, obedience, and legacy above all else. At the center of that legacy is her arranged engagement to Ryan Whitmore the heir to another elite dynasty. Ryan is everything she was raised to want familiar and safe. With her twenty-first birthday approaching, their union is set to formalize an alliance arranged years ago by their grandfathers. Everything is exactly as it should be. Until Elara discovers the truth. When she surprises Ryan during his time away, she overhears a conversation that shatters everything she believed about him. The man she trusted never loved her or even wanted to marry her. To him, she’s nothing more than an obligation a role to play until he’s ready to walk away. For the first time in her life, Elara makes a choice for herself. One reckless night. One stranger. One mistake she can’t take back. Victor Whitmore is older, powerful, and dangerously perceptive. A man who lives in the shadows, far from the public eye and the last person she was ever meant to want. But what begins as a mistake quickly turns into something far more dangerous. Because some choices don’t just change your life. They destroy everything you were meant to become.

“Spread your legs, princess. Daddy needs to see that dripping pussy.” He taught me how to beg properly, on my knees, with his fingers inside me, saying his name like it was the only word I knew. ..... He'd saved me from her, given me a room, safety, and a chance to breathe. Azeem was supposed to be my refuge, not my obsession. Off-limits in the worst way: the man who'd seen me broken and put me back together. But living under his roof meant watching him at night, hearing what he did behind locked doors, and realising the control he kept leashed during the day had always been meant for me. I didn't run like a sane human should. I got on my knees.

"You were just a tool, Imogene." Her heart stopped. "And I was foolish enough to believe you cared." *** Imogene Scott had always known her place—by Damien Shaw’s side, even when his love was a distant dream. Marrying her only because of an unexpected pregnancy, Damien’s affection never blossomed. Instead, her devotion turned him from a mere sales manager into the billionaire CEO of IMU, one of Europe’s most powerful tech empires. But her sacrifices weren’t enough. After losing their baby, Damien’s coldness deepened, sealing their marriage with an unspoken “no meddling” rule. Imogene’s reward? Watching Damien parade countless mistresses, all while she buried her own dreams to fuel his. She believed, naively, that one day he’d see her worth. But when he fell in love with her stepsister and served her with divorce papers, Imogene’s world shattered. Realizing she was nothing more than a pawn in Damien’s game, she vanished—pregnant and determined to protect her unborn child. Three years later, Imogene returns, not as the broken woman who fled but as a renowned artist and mother to their two-year-old daughter. Now, Damien realizes what he’s lost and wants her back. But this time, Imogene is ready to fight, and she’s not making the same mistake twice.

“Roll your fingers into your cunt, fuck your pussy fast, and spill every inch of your juice on my face, cause I want to taste you. Right here and now!” * My best friend’s dad and I hate each other. Or so we thought. It used to be a tug of war for us. He thinks I am a lousy girl who has nothing to worry about, and I think he is a cold man who hides pain and mischief behind that hard-angled face of his. But all of that changed when I bumped into him stroking his cock and moaning my name to the picture I posted on IG to spike my still very obsessed ex. I had many plans for the years, but none included fucking my best friend’s dad during the Christmas celebration she had informed me of. But I did, and every day after that became dangerous, pulling us deeper and deeper into places only cock and cunt could reach. I am just a broken girl. One who saw herself as someone unworthy of love, until I found it in the wrongest of places. I shouldn’t want it. I shouldn’t desire him, but it started as lust and whirled into something dangerous. Now he makes me cum every night and makes me laugh every day, but at what expense do I have to keep us? I have a dream, and it's about two people who shouldn't want each other. 80 forbidden percent and….20 percent Damnation. Hello!!!! And… welcome to Ruins!