Good Father-daughter Books Novels & Stories

he added with a soft groan when my hand moved down his chest to his lower waist. "A stepfather should not kiss his daughter," I said, my voice oozing with seduction. I could feel him shaking. "A stepfather should not lust after his stepdaughter." "A stepfather should not have an erection for his stepdaughter." I repeated all the forbidden things he was not supposed to feel towards me. My hand found its way into the waistband of his boxers, and Stephane shifted backward. "God, Aleen, if you continue with this, I will toss you over on my bed and spank that gorgeous, little ass to teach you a lesson." Another moan escaped my lips, and he groaned in response.

She gives me a glare to say, ‘It better not! “Well, Alpha Callen, Beta Nate, it is SO nice to finally meet you both!” Alpha Xander shakes their hands as he greets them before turning to introduce Luna Leslie and us girls, “This is my lovely mate Luna Leslie, our daughter Marci, Beta Marcus’s daughter, Callie, and Gamma Dave’s daughter, Celeste.”

"My daughter's biological father was a war hero!" "A war hero?" Miriam blocked our path. "You say he's a hero—who's going to believe that?" She stepped closer, almost right in our faces. "I'd advise you to drop this. Save your energy and start reconsidering your options. Some schools just aren't meant for certain people." Mom's hands were shaking with rage. "What business is it of yours? What we do is our own business!" Miriam let out a scoff and brushed past us. But as her bodyguards followed, one of them deliberately shoved Mom—hard. She tumbled down the wet steps, landing in a heap on the soaked pavement.

Dear Daddy Introduction: HE: a divorcee and has a son, who's in love with her.... SHE: young with some struggles in life and in a relationship with his son... But what will happen when the father of the son starts to show affection for her as well, who will she choose? Stay with the son or with Daddy!? Follow the love, passion, desire and heartbreak and drama of Sarah, Liam and his father Riley *#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#"#*#*#*#*#"#*#*#*#*#*

My parents moved here from the demon realm before I was born but I’ve visited often. Once the girls woke up I made them breakfast. “Thanks Dad! My Dad makes the best breakfast, huh Riley??” Aaliyah said and I tried not to react to her calling me her Dad which she hadn’t done until now. I didn’t mind it at all but it did catch me off guard. “Hm-mm cousin, he makes it almost as good as my mom,” Riley replied. After breakfast, I went to the backyard with the girls where they played and danced to music Riley selected.

I tell him honestly, and I am surprised when he nods his head and his eyes show no grief or anger. “I understand that. And I will never tell you to choose between them and me. As you have said, they raised you, and they love you. And all I see is good people who did everything in their power to keep you safe. I think it would be more wrong if you didn’t want to keep them in your life.” Adam answers calmly with no judgment. “Thank you,” I whisper. “No, it is I who thank you. I am the lucky one, getting a chance to know my daughter.” Adam said, sounding happy and relieved, and smiled a little.

As a mother, that’s all she could say, because the reason she was sorry for… can be used to make them a laughingstock in the pack. Ana, with the intelligence she inherited from both dominant genes, could guess what she was sorry for. Ana small pouty mouth pursed, her other free little hand softly banged the table, “Mommy,” she paused, sighing weakly as she stared at her mother who was trying to keep a straight back, still with lowered eyes, “Do you feel Papa Uncle affection?” Aliana paused, sighing, finally having the nerve to look at her daughter eyes once again. “Even if you hate your dad that much, you can’t—”

“If you’re just going to keep repeating the same thing, mom, then you might as well leave.” “Are you seriously throwing your own mother out? And for that woman, no less?” Anne sounds shocked—hurt, even. “Wonderful, son. Absolutely wonderful. This is what I get for wanting the best for my children. Tell me, which part of what I said was so wrong? Am I wrong for calling her blind and useless? Come on, Hunter, at least be honest with yourself. You can’t even expect that woman to make you a simple cup of coffee. Hell, you can’t trust her to hand you a glass of water without spilling it everywhere. And let’s not forget—she can’t even give you a child—”

"I don't know! It just is." Greg stroked her foot softly, his hand grazing up her calf, to her knee and up the inside of her thigh. "Some people say it's wrong, baby, but they just don't understand. The relationship between daddies and daughters can be very special, I love you and you love me, don't you?" "Of course I do, daddy." "Well, when people love each other, they help each other. I don't want you going off to find some strange boy who will only hurt you, when you could have me instead."

I put my six-year-old daughter in my mother-in-law’s hands as I was busy with an overseas project. Every month, I would send her 20,000 dollars in allowance, not including holiday cash gifts. My mother-in-law would always talk about how well my daughter ate and slept during every video call. In the video, a feast was always laid before my daughter. So when her teacher claimed that she had fainted out of hunger during class, my first thought was that she must have called the wrong number. I rushed back home and headed straight to the hospital. The doctor said that my daughter was suffering from long-term malnutrition and her weight was far below the average. She also had severe post-trau