Father Breeding Daughter Novels & Stories

I wouldn't stand by and watch Lucas fall into the abyss again! Beside me, Serena was still arguing her case. One moment, she was promising nutritionists for Talia, the next, she was boasting about importing top-tier milk powder from Narkadia, claiming she would be a far better parent than me, the biological father. The judge looked slightly exasperated. He called for silence in the hall and turned to ask for my thoughts. Under Serena's expectant gaze, I nodded at him. "I'll grant Serena custody of our daughter, but she must promise that she is barred from seeing our son outside of the legally mandated visitation times."

He can't get her because of me. "Let's hope she comes. You need a mate to carry on our line. After you killed that pathetic mate the Moon Goddess gave you we need a strong female to breed strong pups. Your mother was weak and she breed weak boys, one of which was kidnapped and we still aren't sure what happened to him, but I'm sure he was weak as well." Sounds like this guy is his father. I thought my parents were cold and yet this man takes the cake. What a cruel thing to say to your own son. No wonder he's on the bad side of this war.

His father said seated on his throne. “I thought we didn’t do the breeding thing.” “We didn’t but now we will. Our race needs us.” “It is your daughter,” Marcus said standing up against his father for the first time. “And that is why. There are many pureblood males but we don’t have pureblood females as much. I will let her breed with someone of her choosing.” His father explained calmly. “That man is not her breedmate.”

Brendon's POV " Are you saying that because of that hybrid woman?" My father insulted Eva again, after how many times I have told him that Eva was my mate. " Dad, she's my future wife and mother of babies." " W-What did you say? Mother of your babies? Since when did she get pregnant with your cubs?" My father curiously asked, his voice tone lowered down as he immediately texted my mother to come downstairs. Since the day Eva left me, I had created a big fuss and refused to say yes to my mother's suggestion for marriage , which made my mother ignore me . I raised my face up and saw my mother hurrying downstairs, panting furiously.

It was her father, who said aloud after knocking on her door. “Father, you know very well, I don’t want to be an Alpha’s breeder,” her tone was cold, while her expression was fierce. “Why would even a father, who said to love his daughter allow his precious daughter to be a breeding machine for these egotistic Alphas? If these Alphas could not find their mates yet, can they just wait until they found them? And these Alphas with infertile mates or Lunas, can they just find their mistresses and let them bear their heirs?” she asked further, with hatred bulging through her eyes.

"But then, Ima is my father's daughter, right?" "No, he decided to have a vasectomy once he had the DNA test results for Dai," she explained with great sadness. "That made him lose interest in her, and he didn't have any more relations with her, especially since he already had very few due to his busy schedule. At that point, she decided to let loose."

Just before the new school term started, my daughter's parent group chat, which had been quiet for ages, suddenly announced that the first parent-teacher meeting of the semester would be held that night. The rule was: both parents had to attend. A long string of "Got it" followed. I was about to reply when I noticed someone had beaten me to it. A guy with a family photo as his profile picture sent a voice message. "I'm Emma Sullivan's dad. We'll be there!" I froze. I clicked into the member list and checked repeatedly. My daughter's name was Emma Sullivan. He said he was Emma's dad. Then who the hell was I? I immediately called my wife. Before I could say a word, I heard her cheerful v

Hades reluctantly passes our daughter to my father who holds her with tears shimmering in his eyes. "Hello, baby," he croons, "I'm your granddaddy Daxton but you can call me Dax," he said, stroking her head and kissing her softly on the cheek. "Give her here," Damien argued, "I want a turn. I told you she would be a girl," he added triumphantly at me.

“Adrian, help me with breakfast.” “Sure!” Adrian walked over and put the plate of fried eggs on the table. Then, he ran back to the kitchen and looked at his mother preparing the other dishes. “Mommy, are you and Daddy still fighting?” “We didn’t fight.” Fia was getting quite the headache. “I didn’t lie to you. He treats you so well, but you’re not blood-related.” “Then who’s our daddy? Is it…” “It can be anyone other than that cripple!” Fia cut her son off. “I’ll never lower myself to have children with a cripple.”

I say, glancing back at the room. “Go to her.” Dad says, handing our pup back. “Congratulations son, I’m proud of the man you are, and you now have your own little family. They are lucky to have a father like you, both her and Corrado.” “Thanks.” I say as I look at him as I cradle my daughter and re-enter the room. Azura’s lying on the bed, and everything has been cleared away. Donna removes her gloves, and she smiles at me as I pass the baby to Azura, who places her on her chest once more.