Games Like Mad Father Novels & Stories

I hadn’t seen it in years. “I’m not messing around. Get away from my house before I turn you into Swiss cheese.” Matt tightened his grip and clicked the safety off, preparing to do what he’d done countless times in his video games. Reality or a virtual screen; it made no difference for the 13-year-old. Adam composed himself quickly, refusing to be undone by a child. He straightened, finally taking his hands off me. “Whatever. The bitch isn’t worth it anyway.” Adam shot my brother a final, nasty look then left.

He had to keep telling himself that he was out in the deepness of space, brawling with a robotic bad boy. He laughed a little on the inside, thinking how his fight with 2Pac made him feel trapped in one of his son’s PlayStation video games. He thought back on how he would play Fallout: Genocide, Mortal Kombat: Wrath Of The Gods, and Assassin’s Creed 11, with his son. Mark felt like he was inside a real-life video game trying to fight for his boy and praying to God not to die.

As my gaze focused on his face, I noticed the scar I had inflicted on him had already vanished, a clear indication that these bastards possessed formidable healing abilities. "Considering how you both advise me to give zero fucks about my dad's life, it seems like you've long abandoned your poor family to die all alone. Who knows, you might have even killed your own father," I chuckled, the bitterness seeping into my voice. "Fucking pieces of shit!" Matteo's jaw clenched tightly, his teeth grinding together in frustration. He appeared to be teetering on the edge of losing control.

He yanked his hand away and tried to turn. I said lazily, with a cold edge, “If you try to run, don’t ever think about walking out this door again.” He hesitated. I stepped behind him and wrapped my arms around him. My fingertips traced his chest and felt the muscles tighten, like touching a sword ready to be drawn. “Leon, let’s play a game.” He closed his eyes hard. When he opened them, they were darker and dangerous. “Play what?” I tilted my head and smiled, a vicious light in my eyes.

“Or rather bark if necessary.” Tightening my fist hard against the ground, I barked. “Woof woof.” A slow smile spread across Aiden's face, “Good boy. Like I asked earlier, are you hungry?” “Woof.” “Before you have pizza, why don't you do something that makes me happy?” My eyes widened with horror. I hoped it wasn't what I was thinking. “Oh, relax, Darrel,” Aiden chuckles, leaning back against the chair as his hands slowly begin to unbuckle his belt. “It's just a blow job.”

Mady was busy jumping between the three of us since we took turns taking her from one game to another. "Daddy look" she says pointing to the adults rollercoaster. "Yeah baby, this is your papa and dada's favourite game," I tell her with a smile. She turns to her papa and dada with big wide eyes. "It is? You go pway!" She orders them making me laugh, it's the history repeating itself all along. They head toward the rollercoaster pretending to be all tough. The game wasn't an easy one, it was very rough even for adults.

I remarked, then left it at that, transferring my attention to the box I brought with me still lying on the grass. “What do you want to do now?” Adamar asked, following me. “Father brought this game from Earth. You want to try it?” I told him, raising a board game called ‘Snakes and Ladders’ high up in the air. “Sure! Let’s play!” Adaen butted in, leaving the pipsqueak behind a tree trunk, alone and staring at us. It was freaky, but I just ignored her...

"But my daddy says Uncle Liam is 'unproductive' and only knows how to play games." Julian’s voice was like a low-frequency hum. "And what do you think, Maddy?" "I think if it makes you happy, you should play," Maddy said wisely. "It’s like how I love ice cream and McDonald’s. Daddy says no, but Mommy still takes me sometimes. And then I’m very, very happy." Julian tilted his head. "So, who is right?" Maddy fell into a deep, agonizing contemplation. "Mommy is right. But Daddy isn't wrong, either... he’s just worried I’ll get a tummy ache."

Fuck. My father took Aurelia and the realization of this isn’t any less irritating. For what twisted game, I don’t know. Matteo stares at me, confused and irritated. Rafaele seethes with fury, pacing like a storm. His voice cuts through the air, low and lethal.

maria said oh the video, "My real name is Maria Dante, I am the daughter of The once famous business partner of Mr Madison, my father had three known sons who we all know, I am his oldest daughter whom he has while he was in high school, I am here to tell you all that Mr madison isnt who he says he is, he killed my father and refused to give my brothers what belonged to our late father, he also refused the fact that they began the company together, he is an evil man, all the drama in his family right now is caused because he killed Saul's baby mama hence the reason why