Full Time Dad Novels & Stories

He had stepped closer, gripping my shoulder firmly, “You are you, Jacob. My son. The one who has my habits, who speaks like me, who handles a shit-ton of pressure just fine, who has my bad habits, who loves his woman to death, and who would do anything to protect his family—but never, never think of harming them. Do you hear me?" "You are my son. That’s all you need to know. Forget everything else." "Dad..." I had sighed, feeling the pressure in my chest constrict. Too tight. Too much, “I don’t know if I can be a good father." Mom had let out a quiet sniffle, brushing my hair back the way she always had since I was a kid. Like I was still that same little boy in her eyes. "You can, and you w

Adam Harris had lived a long full life in his 57 years on earth. He had been a loving husband and exceptional father and a hard working man. During his younger years, he had been very ambitious. He had taken on many shifts at work so that his young family could enjoy the basic pleasures in life. He had scaled down on these tasks when Jess’s mother passed away so that he could spend enough time with his child. He had been a doting father who had attended all her school events without fail. He had also been determined to be a part of his daughter’s life by being close to her emotionally. Although Adam did not consider himself his daughter’s best friend, he knew that she could always come to hi

Dad pulled me in for one last hug and said, “I know your mom would be so proud to see you right now honey. This is what we always dreamed for you when you were little. You are going to do great things, big things. I didn’t bust my ass in a shitty factory job my whole life for my kids to do the same. You are only allowed to come home to visit, that’s it. I don’t want that hole in the earth to be your forever home.” That put me over the edge and the tears came like a waterfall. It meant everything to me that dad was proud of me, and I would not let him down.

I instinctively shifted to the side to hide the damp patch on my blouse before looking up at him. "What do you mean?" I asked. My eyes flicked past him toward the trampolines. The sight of Julian and Lydia playing there gave me the courage to speak up. The man chuckled. "I'm Finneas Zurick, Zachary's dad. We met at the kindergarten parent meeting," he began. "I've been thinking about you ever since then. I've been wondering when we'd finally get a chance to talk." His words grew more improper by the second. A faint blush spread across my cheeks as I studied him.

'hey baby, how are you? I know right..30 and I still get called baby.... that's my dad for you. "I'm okay daddy and you?" Okay, maybe it's because I call him daddy too.. 'we need to talk.. like I'm not fully okay.. I need to meet up with my daughter and talk..' "Dad I want that too but I'm a bit busy right now, with the launch of the winner and everything..." He sighed and I knew he was about to start preaching. 'Vee no matter how busy work is, you always have to make time for family and people that you love..'

I swung my legs out of bed, freshened up, feeling oddly lighter, and went downstairs for breakfast. "Good morning, Dad." I hugged him from behind as he sat, leafing through documents and sipping coffee. "What are you working on so early?" "Good morning, princess." He ruffled my hair, smiling. "Just some office shit I couldn't finish last night because your mother threw a tantrum." "Tantrum?" Mom appeared with plates, planting them before us and giving Dad a pointed look. "I threw a tantrum? You were the one watching stupid reels instead of giving me attention, and for calling that out I'm the one throwing tantrums?"

he said softly, he lifted her chin up gently, urging her to look at him. "You don't need to thank me, I didn't do you any favour by bringing them home, I love them too, it's my responsibility as their father to make sure they're save, you don't need to thank me for that, I haven't given you anything, you deserve more and I'm the one who's lucky to have you" "Honestly babe I can't tell you how happy I am, finally our family is now complete" he wiped her tears and drew her into his arms.

Mom continued, “how is she by the way?” "All good, the same old" Ally replied maintain her smile. "Well that's wonderful, it’s been ages and your father?" "Dads fine, just busy... As usual,” she added lowly, her smile faltering for a second. It was not secret Ally’s Dad was never usually around, even when we were kids he was always out and about, but whenever he was around he was someone that made his presence known. I guess that’s why it was so hard that he wasn’t around so often. Ally’s Dad looked like the previous version of my Dad, nerdy and geeky yet looked extremely good in his attorney suit. He could be wild and fun during his free time but that only came once in a blue moon. Anyone c

I work my ass off every day to make your mother proud of me- to show you how to be the best alpha you can. Now, you are going to be a father in 6 short weeks, you need to make amends with Bethany in order to co-parent effectively to raise our future alpha. I have faith in you. You can do this. If I can, you can.” I find myself staring at him in wonder, shock, fear, amazement, surprise… Woah! Then everything hits like a wrecking ball, I know what I have to do! “What’s the time dad?” Dad checks his Rolex, “Eight fifteen.”

I had actually planned on leaving her there longer, but I had enough. I didn’t want to involve Beta Malcom. He might not want to leave if he knew he was leaving me with his pissed off son. Beta Malcom might think we won’t be able to run the pack together. Dad tries, he really does. But at the moment he only works one hour a day and then spends the rest in his room until dinner time. He eats dinner with us as a family. I forced him too, for Eddie’s sake. I said I would leave if he didn’t at least spend one meal a day with his family. Eddie needs his dad around.