I Became Doting Father Novels & Stories

he said and everyone laughed and I giggled "But in all angsty, I'm proud of you brother for getting such an amazing girl to stay by your side," he said and a tear fall from my face. I quickly wiped it away as my dad stands up "Hello and welcome I'm Ian, Violet's Father. I've known Raphael since he was born he was always a smart kid and he loved to get into trouble but I know that he will take care of my little girl and love her because he knows what I will do to him if he doesn't.

When I didn't give her a response, her frown was replaced by a big smile. "Is Darian the great already experiencing cold feet? Today's not even our wedding" she teased. I looked away from her, my jaw clenched. "There's my good looking son." I looked up to see my father. Beside him stood General Troye, Astoria's father. "He sure is good looking. He definitely takes after his mother" General Troye said. My father chuckled, his gaze drifting and resting on Astoria. "Astoria, look at you. Your beauty is exceptional. My son is indeed lucky to have you."

But even though I have my wolf now and I'm strong enough to take down anyone, I still cannot get over the thought of all of my father's atrocities. All the things he did to me. "Listen, Mel," Dorian kissed my shoulder, right beside the mark, sending a tickling sensation straight to my body. "If your father doesn't love you, it's his loss....." He raised my chin so that I could see his face. "....I love you and so do our pups." "Our pups?" I repeated. "Of course," he ascertained. "You didn't think I'd let that idiot take them, do you?"

– he asked respectfully, although his eyes held an expectant gleam that she didn't understand – I'd love to be the one to hear you speak, this time. - Well... My father was a great man. – she began to speak slowly, trying to overcome her shyness. As much as she missed Jonathan still hurt a little, she loved talking about how fantastic he was, not just as a father, but mainly as a person – He was very kind and generous… And he was a very hard worker, as well as you. She smiled, feeling longing flood through her.

Removing chocolate from my life would cause a spiral no one wanted to see. David walked in with his button up shirt full of boats and khaki shorts giving me a wink. His hair was fully white, face laced with wrinkles, and eyes always of kindness. He walked right past everyone's greetings and gave me a hug. "There is my girl. I called this weekend to check on you dear." He was in his late sixties and honestly the best father in the world. He had three daughters and one son that he and his wife loved with all their heart. They were the damn Brady bunch of perfection and I loved that I was his favorite. I know I have daddy issues.

“ Dad, I can not and will not do that . You breached that aspect of me so why should I do that now all because of your wife ?. She is a devil . She hates me and wants everything for her daughter , do you pretend not to see that too ? ” Isabella rants without mincing words . “ I thought we have passed this Isa . I thought you said I could go ahead and do whatever i wanted to did you not ? ” “ Dad ,do not say that . You mentioned you could pass for you loved her . I did not want to loose another parent again after Mom passed . I told you the first day she scalded tea on my arms you — ”

I said and offered him a smile. “Hmm,” he sighed and closed the door behind him, while I sulked at the fact that he didn't return the smile. In my boredom, I found a pen and a sticky note. “I would rather doodle,” I said to myself before getting at it. FORMER OUTLINE Book title : Daddy's best friend My dad's best friend has been my best friend and nanny since birth, but tonight my heart wants him. "Just call me Shawn", he says with his gaze still locked with mine as we click our champagne glasses.

“It’s like when he’s around you, he changes. He’s quieter. More careful. Almost like he’s waiting for you to approve of something.” Damian chuckled lightly, warm but measured. “Approval, huh? I guess he wants to make a good impression. I am his girlfriend’s father.” “Dad,” she said sharply, cutting through the charm. “I’m serious. Are you pressuring him? Maybe without realizing it?”

My father explained and I got so maddened by his words. I wasn't surprised, my father had always been the selfish, self-centered and greedy type. "Point of correction, don't you dare address my boyfriend as useless because he is better than you both!" I fired at my dad hotly. "Avery! Mind your words," My mom warned me and I rolled my eyes at her.

I was sprawled on my bed, scrolling through my phone, trying to ignore the fact that my brain was, as usual, replaying the latest Gabriel dream. Yeah, that Gabriel. My dad's best friend. The one who haunted my sleep with those ridiculously handsome smiles and touches that felt so real, I'd wake up all flustered and confused. He was, like, thirty-something, noble, always dressed sharp, and totally off-limits. My forbidden fantasy. My secret obsession since I was, like, fifteen. "Coming!" I yelled back, shoving the embarrassing thoughts away. Gotta act normal. Always normal. I trudged downstairs. Dad was already there, looking a bit nervous, which was weird. Mom was practically bouncing. "Sit