Father Daughter Romance Novels & Stories

At my bonding ceremony with Liam Jones, the pack witch appeared and dropped a bombshell—my long-lost sister, Victoria, was still alive. She could bring Victoria back, but there was a catch. She turned to my parents and asked: “Are you willing to trade Margret Davis for Victoria Davis? The two will swap bodies.” My parents' faces lit up with excitement. They didn't hesitate for a second. Yes. They said the only reason they had me was because Victoria had vanished, and their mind-link with her had gone silent. I'd spent twenty years living a life that was never mine, while my sister suffered for over a decade. This was what I owed her. Then the witch turned to Liam. Victoria had gone missing b

Ayla was blonde, a blonde so light it looked like silver in the sun. But they talked about a woman as well, but I don’t remember ever meeting Alex and Asher's mother. And to ask about her was out of the question. I made a mental note to talk with my parents when we got home. Could Ayla be related to Alpha Adam? Is she a daughter from the Blue Moon Pack? But why would a man like Adam send his daughter away? What could have been so wrong for him to have to? Or is all this just my imagination?

"How did I not raise you? Without me, you wouldn’t even be alive to stand here talking back! Now I spend a little of your money, and you dare complain, you ungrateful brat. If I’d known, I should have strangled you at birth! "If you’ve got the guts, then leave. I’ll pretend I never had a daughter like you!" My face was already wounded, and the slap made the pain lance even deeper. Nevertheless, no physical pain could compare to the agony in my chest. I nodded as if resigning myself to fate. "Fine. I’ll leave. I’ll pretend I never had a mother like you. I’ll pretend this family never existed." The resolve in my eyes made panic flicker across Mom’s face, but for the sake of pride, she didn’t t

Ryan asked, David raised his hand at his son but stopped mid way “I swear I would have done more than hit you had you not just woken up from a coma “ he said “She is the Don's daughter for heavens sake. I knew you had a thing for her but I raised you better Ryan so I thought you would be wise enough not to do anything with her, I thought you Know better than sleeping with the enemy “ David said disappointment evident in his voice “She is not my enemy “ Ryan replied. It was no use pretending anymore, there was nothing his father would say or do that would make the feelings he had for Dora go away, it was better he was honest instead of lying

"I'm so sorry." She kissed my mouth. Something between a daughter's kiss and a lover's. I pushed into her a little deeper, savoring the tight wetness of her young pussy. She moaned and kissed me again, hesitant but longer. I opened my mouth and our tongues swirled around together. I took her narrow hips in my hands and pushed my cock all the way in her. Nothing slowed me down on the way in. She wasn't a virgin, thank God. I pulled out and pushed in again as she sighed into my mouth. My daughter rocked her hips back and forth, fucking me. Fucking her own father.

At me. “For being brave,” she continued, “for loving me… even when I wasn’t easy to love. For letting me find my way.” Tears blurred my vision. I didn’t try to hide them. “You don’t have to thank me,” I whispered. “You’re my daughter. I love you. I always will.” Sophie leaned into me, pressing her forehead lightly against my shoulder. “I know,” she breathed. The baby cooed—a soft little sound, almost a sigh. She lifted her tiny hands as if she understood the gravity of the moment. It tugged a breathless laugh from all of us.

" I stood in between them trembling. Don't you ever speak to her like that! He sneered. "You can't stop me." My daughter, I said, turning to her. "Please, go to your room, baby. Everything's okay." Her eyes were open wide with hurt, as she looked at me and her father. "Dad?" "Go!" I pleaded, a little, and had to smile. After a pause of indecision she fled, shutting her door behind her. I swung around to Damien, anger and hurt swirling within me. "She's your daughter!"

I'm sure I look silly, but this action brings a smile to Roma's lips, and that's all I need to dispel the tension. "We had a rocky start, to Hell, it wasn't any better for you and my son, but I'm proud of how far you two have come. It's a unique relationship you two have- hold each other and don't let anything or anyone get in the way of your happiness. You've changed for the better, and along with that, you've changed my son for the better. I'm proud to call you my daughter-in-law. But if you don't mind, I'd rather call you my daughter. Daughter-in-law sounds too formal for family." Roma reaches for my hand and holds it tightly. Tears spring to my eyes as I nod. The sincerity and genuine lo

He half doubted Dante when he said they would be visiting. "Dad, you haven't aged a day." Madonna hugged her father and took everything in him not to cry. "Why not go catch up with your mother, I have something to discuss with him." Roman pointed at Dante. "Oh, my husband." Roman winced at her daughter calling his archenemy husband. "Gone on dear, I have some things to discuss with your father." Dante urged Madonna and she left after a moment of hesitation.

A DAUGHTER'S NEED Highly Rated NOTE: This story is mainly about Father/Daughter so as usual, if not interested you should skip it. Chapter 5 "I don't wanna stop," the blonde told her dad. "I wanna feel it get hard, Daddy. Besides, the way you keep rubbing my ass is making my pussy wet." "Oh god."