Dads Swap Daughters Novels & Stories

“I’m your father because you were born from Mommy and me. And now I’m here.” “So I have two Daddies?” “Yes.” Poppy lifted her face quickly. “Is that allowed?” I let out a short laugh before I could stop it. “There are no special Daddy police, Pop.” “If there are, I can explain.” “I’m sure they’ll give up in five minutes.” Poppy counted on her fingers. “Daddy Adrian. Daddy Sebastian.” Then she looked at me, very serious. “I’m rich in Daddies.” Salma actually choked on her tea this time.

He frowns and his frown only deepens as he reads the letter. “Dad! Did you know about this?” he asks, holding up my letter. “What is it?” my father asks, carrying Kennedy’s daughters Kaylee and Kendra who are hanging on him. Those two will most likely end up at the Warrior Academy one day. They’re both very much like their father and even at two years old, these girls love nothing more than to spar and spar hard. Considering they’re half of Kennedy’s quads, you’d think all four were the same, but no. The other two are just like Kennedy; sweet, quiet, and studious.

He is very mischievous like my Aadya. I went towards the room where my little girl was talking with her daddy very slowly. This meant that they both were teaming against me. He is a best friend to Amaira and Aadya. Both are dad's little princess but Aadya is more close to him as she always shares everything with him. Aadya is quite mischievous. She always does what she wishes for. Even my husband doesn't say no to her because he loves his both daughters so much. "Dada can we get new mumma?" She asked him cutely.

"I'm sorry, son. Indeed I am a failure. But.." "Waaa! Allay, daddy's not failure. He is daddy." With that she embraces her dad and start wiping off his tears. Well, this is the first time I have seen the almighty alpha shed tears. So, daughters can easily betray you when faced with their dad, huh? Anyway, I know that Allay will always be with me.

I am thinking about me suddenly becoming Ethan's Mom's Son and he becoming my parents' Son. I'm sure my Dad will be so happy to see Ethan and get him as Son. He loved Alex more than me. But my Mom always loved me more than Alex or Anna. Maybe my Dad itself switched the babies at hospital, cause Ethan had brain tumour and Dad had no money to treat him. Maybe Mom don't know about this. She might be believing I'm her son. But is it possible to interchange babies at a hospital. How can it happen, especially in a big hospital like St Bernard’s ?

Sarah swallowed hard. She hated what her dad suggested, she hated the fact that her dad would replace her with another girl but she didn't have a choice. "Sarah? Are you alright? You look lost." Her dad said holding her hand. "Am fine dad." She replied coldly but it was written all over her face that her dad's statement was killing her. She wished her dad would leave, his presence was beginning to disgust her, at first she was happy she saw her dad, secondly she like the fact that her dad defended her, thirdly, her dad forgave her which means a lot to her but now all of those things doesn't bother her now, her dad just made a terrible suggestion that made her lose her balance, it rapidly cha

So he carried her to the ward where everyone was present. “Ah, you at you being protective uncle already,” Michael’s mom Sarah said. “Of course, it’s my niece. How can I not be protective of her? Right sweetie?” he asked the baby and kissed her little nose. The baby was exchanged between all the parents and then her uncle Harley, Auntie Riley and later to Adrian. He held his daughter close to his heart and rocked her back and forth, making her sleep. Aaron was sitting on Jordan’s lap, he looked at his father and then at his mother. She gave him a knowing nod as if they were sharing the same thoughts of thinking Adrian to have gone slightly crazy because of his daughter’s birth.

so sweetly and then of Finn, flinching every time someone raised their voice. I had pampered their child while they had abused mine. That night, as Daniel lay next to me in bed, I stared at his back. “Hey, honey, don’t you think it’s strange how Mia looks so much like you, but not at all like me?” I felt his body stiffen immediately. “Nonsense. They say daughters usually resemble their fathers more. Maybe my genes are just stronger,” Daniel replied, forcing a laugh. I sneered to myself, ‘Yeah, right.’

“We haven't even had the babies yet and you're already arguing about toys.” “They'll need options.” “They won't know what options are.” “They'll learn.” He shakes his head, smiling. The house feels different now and even with how the men treat me. The way they both look up whenever I enter a room. The way someone notices when I've been standing too long. The way concern has slowly stopped feeling like fear and started feeling like care. At night, we often end up together in bed, talking long after we should be asleep. Sometimes nobody says much at all. Sometimes one of them rests a hand over my stomach and we simply lie there.

The nurse was visibly taken aback as she explained, "Sir, we live in an era of gender equality. So, a daughter is just as valuable." Before Dad could even process her words, the nurse had already held Juliette upright in front of his face. As soon as her features came into sharp focus, his pupils dilated. Just then, Mom charged out of the delivery room, screaming at the top of her lungs. "They swapped them. They swapped our baby!" She seized Dad's arm so tightly that her fingernails nearly dug into his flesh. "They're conspiring against me! They must be afraid we won't treat that little bastard! I know what I gave birth to; it was a boy!"