Father Daughter Romance Novels Novels & Stories

Cassiphone says angrily. “Why would Hecate bless me? I am no daughter of hers.” I ask directly. Cassiphone moved like the wind and slapped my cheek. It burns viciously. “Shut your insolent mouth!” She roared. “You are the product of a great and powerful witch line and a dog!” She says dog like a curse. “Don’t you dare call my father a dog!” I boom angrily. I will not stand for disrespect on his name. “This is what happens when you raise a child away from her culture! She has no respect, Rhea!” Cassiphone shouts angrily. “She should have been sent here when you moved on to your next mutt to breed with!”

MAYA It’s hard to believe I’m back here, back into my father’s world after what? Four years? Five? I was seventeen the last time I showed my face in daddy’s mansion. Now, I’m twenty-two years old, with my psychology degree still warm in my trunk, and a pussy that had been aching for one man since I was old enough to know what aching, what wanting meant. Dominic Kane. My father’s best friend. My godfather.

“I was trying to protect you.” “From what?” “From my family,” she snaps. The words hit like gunfire. Silence spreads like smoke between us. I stare at her, chest tight. “Your family?” She nods. And when she speaks again, her voice cracks. “My father’s name is Roman Vittore.” The name punches something out of my lungs. Because I know it. Everyone in the District knows that name. Even if they don’t speak it out loud. Mafia. Old money. Ruthless. Untouchable. And she’s his daughter. Of course she is.

he demanded, slamming inside her in one brutal thrust, stretching her walls around his girth. “All yours, daddy,” Nova gasped, her nails digging into his shoulders as he filled her completely. “I love how that pussy just fucking eats up my dick,” he panted, pulling back and slamming in again, the wet sounds of their joining filling the room. “Smells so sweet, tastes even better. Gonna breed this tight hole tonight.” “Oh, my God! Fuck! daddy, that feels so good,” she moaned, her body rocking with each powerful stroke. “How am I doing, sweetie?” Adam taunted, grinding deep. “I'm so fucking good at ruining you, ain’t I?”

“You don’t protect anyone but yourself. You cling to power like it’s the only thing that matters. And look where that’s gotten us! This war, this mess…it’s all your fault!” Her words cut deeper than I thought possible. I took another step forward, reaching out to her. “Pamela, please. You are my daughter. I love you—” “Love me?” she scoffed, stepping back as if my touch was poison. “Don’t lie to me. You don’t love me. You love being queen, even when it’s clear you shouldn’t be…Dad told me everything.” “That’s not true… your dad is a liar, your Dad…” she interrupted just when I wanted to expose his affair.

I just looked him in the eye and smiled. “You already made up your mind for everyone. So who exactly is this ‘let me choose’ performance for? The reporters? Or the people you do business with?” Seraphina blinked fast. She stepped closer, grabbed my father’s arm, and let her voice break at just the right moment. “Brielle, do not speak to Dad that way. He only worries about you. He is scared that no one will ever marry you.” Her voice carried just enough for the nearby tables to hear. Someone nodded along. Someone let out a sigh. Someone mumbled that the older daughter was so kind and thoughtful.

Dear Daddy Introduction: HE: a divorcee and has a son, who's in love with her.... SHE: young with some struggles in life and in a relationship with his son... But what will happen when the father of the son starts to show affection for her as well, who will she choose? Stay with the son or with Daddy!? Follow the love, passion, desire and heartbreak and drama of Sarah, Liam and his father Riley *#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#"#*#*#*#*#"#*#*#*#*#*

Regaining my consciousness fully, I recognised the voice to be that of Anna, my sister that betrayed me. “What the hell? Katya didn't want the bastard to know about Chelsea but you went ahead and told him because of marriage? That's absurd!” I heard Jennie yell. By this time I was in the passageway hence I heard them well. “Mom, I want Arden all to myself. I have always wanted me, you knew that. I rejected my mate because of him and now that I saw a chance to be with him, I wouldn't? If Arden sees his daughter, he would hate her because she's an imbecile hence I do not have to worry about his heart being divided. Katya is gone, I can have him to myself.”

"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.

David said proudly; Kate laughed at his face when she saw his proud expression as if he owned the world and she was that world. Kate hugged his waist and rubbed her head on his chest. They heard a crying sound. Kate raised her head from her husband's chest and glared at the person angrily. It was none other than her daughter. This girl became a daddy lover and always wanted her dad to herself, so whenever Kate hugged David, she would throw a tantrum and flare up until David carried her. Kate finally believed that a daughter was her father’s past life lover, and her daughter proved it with action. David looked at his daughter and then at his wife; both stared at each other like they were chal