Father Daughter Romance Novels Novels & Stories

-Daphne- Her shouting drew my father into the room. He must have been walking by, and while he often didn’t want to deal with my mother’s moods, he seemed to sense I might need some help. “What’s going on here?” my dad asked. “Our daughter is in love,” my mother retorted. “Oh?” “With a werewolf.” “With a what?” my dad inquired, and I glanced over my shoulder, seeing him step closer. “I’m sure I heard wrong.”

-Daphne- Her shouting drew my father into the room. He must have been walking by, and while he often didn’t want to deal with my mother’s moods, he seemed to sense I might need some help. “What’s going on here?” my dad asked. “Our daughter is in love,” my mother retorted. “Oh?” “With a werewolf.” “With a what?” my dad inquired, and I glanced over my shoulder, seeing him step closer. “I’m sure I heard wrong.”

Warm blood beaded, trickled. A hot tongue dragged slowly over the cut, licking it clean. I shivered, thighs clenching on instinct. “Unfortunately,” that familiar rumble poured into my ear, low and amused, “the only woman who’s ever made me lose my fucking mind is now my daughter-in-law. Isn’t life wicked?” Knox. Alpha Knox. My father-in-law. The blade pressed a fraction deeper, not enough to kill, just enough to remind me he could. His body caged mine, leather and pine and raw heat flooding my senses.

"The risk? The lie?" "Yes," she moaned, her head lolling back. "Ah... yes! Harder, Damien!" "You're a little brat," he growled, increasing the pace. "A little, spoiled brat who wants her mother's boss to ruin her." "Ruin me then," she challenged, her voice a desperate whisper. "Just... oh! Right there!" Damien found the spot, hitting her G-spot with every deep, punishing thrust. Rhema’s vision began to blur, the pleasure building into a towering wave that threatened to drown her. She could hear her mother’s footsteps returning, the soft thud of heels on the carpet.

The last few words came out with a growl, my wolf claiming she belongs to us. “That may be Kellen; there has always been a pull between the two of you. You are bound by the moon goddess. However, that does not mean you are fated to be mates. I fear for my daughter’s future. She is stronger than any wolf in this realm. She is stronger than the king, your father. I fear if she is broken, she will fester hate and that emotion can cause us all damage.” He was calm when he spoke this time. He took a seat in the chair next to me. The Delta’s voice was unwavering but held a feeling of sorrow for his daughter’s predicament. “What will happen if you are not mates, have you thought about that?” He ask

Despite her years on earth, Mom lost all reason and turned against me, her daughter, for a man. “You’ll be sorry if anything happens to Bryan!” She cocked her head back and yelled at me. I could barely recognize Mom with the menacing look on her face. “Mom! Are you sure he loves you? Why did he hit on me then?” I yelled back, finding it hard to breathe. “You’re just jealous that I stole your crush. You’re young. Time is on your side to find someone new, but it’s not often I get to find love again.” Mom held Bryan in her arms, her heart going out to him.

“But he’s not invincible. Stay back, Sophie. Protect the girls. Watch for openings.” Darius’s smirk returned as he gestured toward the scattered papers. “Curiosity… greed… desperation. All human traits. Your father had them. And so do you.” He moved closer, and my stomach sank. “What does he want from us?” I whispered, voice trembling. Lucian caught my hand, grounding me. “Not just from us… from your father’s past. He wants something Dad protected. Something powerful. And he believes you have the key.” Darius suddenly lunged again, faster this time, aiming to grab one of the envelopes containing my father’s most sensitive documents. Lucian intercepted, and the struggle became a blur of motio

“She can call you daughter. She can spin her lies. But every moan you’ve given, every secret look, every piece of you it’s mine. Do you understand?” Tears welled in her eyes, but she nodded. “Yes.” “Say it.” “I’m yours.” His arms tightened, sealing the vow. The house was silent when Sierra finally lay in Damien’s bed. Yet her mind refused to quiet. Every creak of wood, every brush of wind against the windows made her flinch. She stared into the darkness, her breath shallow. Shadows crawled across the ceiling, shifting into shapes that whispered Vanessa’s words back to her. Daughter. Owned. Caged.

Made sense—why would a future daughter-in-law actually seduce her future father-in-law? Just as I was starting to forget the whole thing, she called me one day. Her mother and older sister had come to visit. They wanted to play cards and needed a fourth player. I didn't think twice. I agreed. Since my son and his fiancée had rushed into their engagement, they'd skipped a lot of formalities. I'd only met her uncle. Never her mother or older sister. I'll admit, I felt a little curious. When I arrived, I realized every woman in this family was drop-dead gorgeous.

Those were the words she had always used on me. Suri had been in a terrible mood lately because she was unable to attend school and was deeply humiliated. Worst of all, without school, where was she supposed to bully others or extort money? She stomped her foot and screamed, "Why won’t you give it to me?! If you can’t afford me, why did you even give birth to me?! You old hag, why don’t you just die? All the money in this house belongs to me!" Hearing her beloved daughter tell her to die, Mom nearly fainted from shock. She thought about all the humiliation she had endured begging for Suri’s schooling and all the money she had spent, only for this ungrateful child to curse her over allowance.