Father Unrivaled Novels & Stories

All the things I had just packed were opened up and flung carelessly on the floor. "Justine! What right do you have to ask for a divorce from my son? You're just a rural girl from the countryside! If it weren't for Cameron liking you, could you have lived such a good life for so many years? "We've had to provide for you for so many years, and now you want a divorce! If you want to divorce, you have to pay back all the money Cameron has spent on you over the years!" Betty screeched. Ronald Zucker, my father-in-law, piped up from the side, "You even aborted Cameron's child! That was the grandson we had been waiting for for three years! How could you be so heartless?"

"I never knew he was my father-in-law when I met him on that plane. I was heartbroken, shattered, and heading to Spain. I thought he was just a rebound. But when I came back, he treated me like a woman should be treated. He treated me with so much respect, kindness, and love. I only discovered who he truly was weeks after our first encounter." Winston reached for my hand, but I kept talking. "I tried to walk away, to cut him off. But it was hard. Because Winston loved me. And I loved him back." Killian stepped forward, eyes blazing. "None of that matters! I am the father of your child. You have to remain married to me. It is an abomination for you to even think of marrying my father!" I laug

--- The drive contained 847 files. I counted them while Lucien drove. 847. Each one a piece of the puzzle. Each one a nail in someone's coffin. I opened the first file. A photograph. My mother. Young. Beautiful. Standing next to a man I didn't recognize. The caption read: Isabella Hart, age 22, with biological father, David Cross. David Cross. Daniel's father. My mother's father. Which meant Daniel wasn't my father. He was my uncle. And the man in the photograph was my grandfather.

The script had not changed because in their version of this story, I was supposed to be calm after being gaslighted. I raised my phone and pressed the record button. "Brenda." Sophia propped herself up on one elbow with a smile on her face. Her dark hair fell across her shoulder and shamelessly, she said, "You were always too vanilla for him sis. Men like Alexandre don't stay with vanillas." I looked at my older sister. I thought about her standing over me on a road in the middle of nowhere. Tucking my hair behind my ear. Telling me her baby was grateful to me, her aunt.

Fredrik Young was Henry's uncle. He was a taboo for the entire Young family. Although Eliza grew up with Henry, since childhood, she had only heard of the existence of this uncle. If she hadn't met him on her wedding day, she wouldn't recognize him at all. "Weren't you abroad the whole time?" "Yeah, I just got back last night." It just so happened that his friend wanted to meet him. It was an urgent matter so Fredrik went to Neon Night's Bar as soon as he got off the plane.

I shook my head, “He’s just a friend dad, he’s helping me get away from all the Steve drama and the Darren drama.” He looked over to the kids, “You know I love you to death right kiddo, but I feel like I need to say this. You need to settle down, you’ve got 3 kids, 2 are biologically yours and they all have different fathers. You don’t get help with any of them, I’m telling you Ian is a real man, he won’t act up like those boys did. I thought when you met Steve you would settle down but it was always rocky. He needs to grow the fuck up that kid.”

Inilipat ni Elllie ang kanyang timbang sa kaliwa ng bench. Isang pulgada na lang. Oo, ngayon ay mahuhuli na niya ang lahat ng mga salita na sinasabi ng dalawang ina. “I swear to you, Susan, kung kaya ko, ako na mismo ang kukuha ng trabaho bilang yaya na iyon. Si Tyler Hernandez ang pinakaHOT na single dad sa buong paaralan. At saka, mayaman siya." Ang babaeng may pixie-cut at dreamy na mga mata ay parang hihimatayin pa ata.

The thinly veiled satisfaction in some of their voices, like they had been waiting for her family to fall and now they finally had front-row seats to watch it happen. A man in a gray suit approached her, his smile too wide. "Christiana, I just wanted to say how sorry I am. Your father was a smart man. Very smart." He paused, letting the words settle. "Perhaps too smart for his own good." She stared at him until his smile faltered. "Excuse me," she said, and walked away.

“What are you doing? He is old enough to be my uncle… or my dad even.” I shook my head vigorously, trying to erase the forbidden thoughts. The memory of Raymond’s powerful body pressing me against the sink and the way he had lifted my leg so easily, the dark intensity in his eyes , it all came rushing back uninvited. I couldn’t allow myself to go there. Not with Daniel, not with the family dinner happening tonight.

stark naked, while his hand jerked off on his throbbing, erect dick. I had fantasized, and looked forward to this day since I became of legal age, of how my uncle….Diego Martinez, my father’s best friend and business tycoon, would not just claim me….but bend me to his whim. And now, here he was. Doing exactly that. But oh, it hadn’t been easy. Getting here felt like a lifetime of strategic warfare fought with stolen glances and hopeful efforts. *****