Father Day Stories Novels & Stories

Noah cheered, his voice filled with unwavering support. Adam chuckled at Noah's boundless energy and encouragement. He bent down to Noah's eye level and said, "Alright, buddy, I'll do my best." With a gentle pat on Noah's shoulder, he added, "And I promise not to spill a drop." Noah's face lit up with delight as he clung to the belief that his father, Mr. Alpha, could conquer any challenge. The bond between them had grown stronger with each competition, and it was moments like these that made Father's Day at the kindergarten truly special.

My eyes scanned the text quickly, but the words seemed to freeze in my mind when I reached the part about a "Father's Day Program." It was father's day already? *All fathers are invited to participate in tomorrow’s event, starting at 9 a.m. There will be various activities, including a father-child obstacle course, storytelling, and a special Father’s Day lunch.* I stared at the letter, my heart sinking. Eloise and Dexter were looking up at me with those expectant eyes, waiting for me to say something. They didn’t know Eduardo was their father. And what was I supposed to say? How was I supposed to tell them I couldn’t invite him, that I wasn’t sure if he even wanted to participate?

Father admitted, “We were so close to reaching our dreams and find taking care of you a nuisance back then,” “We were young and naive, we don’t know anything about building a family aside from making the company expand more,” “But we were wrong, we realized that we were missing you and were about to take you back when we met this strange person, his name was Vladimir, I’m sure you both know him,” He added. I looked at my father and he looked like he was about to tear up while telling us such stories that he found it a little difficult to open up to us but he still did.

‘I didn’t say I wasn’t,’ I snapped back in my head. ‘You told everyone you weren’t,’ she reminded me, gentle as a knife slid under ribs. I sat up and glared at the wardrobe like it had personally offended me. Today was Saturday. Tomorrow was Father’s Day. Papa’s first Father’s Day in the ground instead of at the table. Instead of grumbling about us being too loud, kissing Mamma on the temple, and pretending he didn’t like when Delilah made him those ugly little handmade cards. My throat tightened, and I hated it.

“Three times today, princess. Filled this tight little cunt while he was texting you like a worried puppy. He was right outside that door, and you were in here naked, legs wrapped around Daddy, whimpering as I came inside you again. How’s that feel, baby? Knowing your man’s hunting for his sweet girlfriend while she’s dripping his father’s load?” “Oh my god, Adrian—Daddy—shut the fuck up! You think that’s funny? your son—was right there, banging on the door while you fucked me. What if he heard us in the shower? What if he pushed in and saw me like this—naked, marked up, pussy swollen from your cock? Fuck, he’d lose his shit, call me a cheating whore, and you’d be the one explaining why his

The day the truth came out, I took Florence and our daughter to visit the graves of the ones I had lost. Zoe hugged my leg. "Dad, I'll live well for my brothers and sisters." On the day my parents were executed, John went critical in the hospital. This time, there were no organs to save him. My kid could finally call me Dad.

I looked up at Charles, who was already staring intently at the locked bedroom door. "Charles? You up yet? The wood stove went out, and it's freezing in here," my dad's voice echoed from the hallway. ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎

She complains and I can't help but laugh. She isn't lying though. Her father, Leonard, is a no nonsense man and he believes in hard work! Not even his seven year-old daughter is free from his harsh principles. "You do know that daddy loves you, right?" "He tells me that every night after he reads me bedtime stories" "Good, he's doing that because he loves you very much and he wants you to be a strong woman like your mummy when you grow up. Don't you want to be like your mummy someday?"

Because your father is a womanizer and he can't settle for one woman. "Son, it is because...." "At least Doc Eugene was there for my birthday." Reid's innocent story while toying the end of his father's blanket. Wright pulled him up and sat Reid down between his thighs. "Doc is good at games, eh, we always win. Even on Foundation Day, he taught me how to swim. We had a picture but Mommy’s camera got wet. Do you know, Daddy, Mommy fell that time, It’s a good thing that Doc is there to carry her.”

And daddy chuckles. “Mommy won’t be angry, and she loves daddy.” He whispers back. And I know she does. Mommy and daddy love each other sooooooo much. Daddy tells me the story about the king that found a girl in the forest and saved her. And I fall asleep thinking maybe it’s the daddy that saved mommy. -