I Become A Doting Father Novels & Stories

"I just want to tell you how proud I am of you. I can see you have really grown up as a person. You have taken responsibility for a child that isn't even yours, that my son is something that not everyone will be able to do even with a mate bond. Everyone can be a father but it takes a real man to be a dad." "Thank you, dad. I am really trying to be the best person for Emelia and that little guy. They both deserve the best I can give them." My father gives me a hug and we both walked out to the training grounds. Emelia wanted to have an outside wedding because the woods are a part of me.

And the closer Dorothy and I get to holding our child, the more I realize—I don’t want to repeat his mistakes. I’ve been scared of being a father. I won’t lie about that. Scared I’ll be too cold, too harsh, too absent. But every time I see Dorothy smile, every time I feel her fingers rest on her stomach, I swear to myself… I will be ten times the man my father ever was.

I couldn’t hide anything from her; I didn’t have to talk before she knew how bad my hurt was. “You are nothing like him; trust me, Fred. I know you, I love you so much, and you are loved by a lot of people. You have a family now, and you should know that we have your back always.” She held me so tight that I didn’t want to let go in any way. “Now say this to yourself: I will be a great father to my children because I am not like my father." "Babe,” it sounded so silly to say. “Don’t babe me. Now say what I told you to say: I will be a great father to my children because I am not like my father.”

I said. “You're making me worried. Talk to me,” she persuaded. “The role of fatherhood wasn't played perfectly by my father. He was pathetic to me, if you ask,” I explained. “So what has that got to do with you?” She asked. “What if it ends up playing the role just as he did? I mean, I have barely eight months to get prepared,” I explained. “Hey, look at me. You're not as pathetic as your father. You're the best man I have ever met,” she said.

Celine, with a twinkle in her eye, cleared her throat and began to speak. "Dad, on this special day, we want to take a moment to celebrate you and all the amazing qualities that make you the incredible father that you are. Your kindness, compassion, and unwavering support have always been a guiding light in our lives." She paused for a moment, her eyes shining with admiration, before continuing, "You have this awesome ability to make us feel safe, loved, and valued. Your patience and understanding, especially during difficult times, have taught us the importance of resilience and perseverance."

I get up from the couch and walk to the furthest corner, as far away from Cassie and Ashton as possible, "In all seriousness, babe, I'll try my best. I want to be the best dad, but I want to earn the title. I want him to love me all on his own, without you telling him to. It shouldn't be an obligation." Ivy’s smirk turns into a warm smile and a nod.

"Okay. You know what, baby? Your daddy is the most handsome boy I've ever seen in my whole life and the most kind-hearted, too. He is always with Daddylo and Mommyla whenever they visit the orphanage. Your daddy loves reaching for people and giving them help. Baby, your daddy is a nice guy," I told him, remembering the reasons why I have fallen in love with his father. I smiled at a memory.

And even in the threats he did make, I never actually believed him. It just wouldn’t make sense to replace me with Colin. And yet, as much as I hate to admit it, I could see it being possible. That is a freshly-sealed envelope, and my father was right when he pointed out the changes in my behaviour since knowing Ivy. She’s made me a better man, a kinder man. And now that she’s carrying our child, I’ve wanted to be the perfect father for him or her. But my father, while he always tried to rule our kingdom justly and fairly, would spare no mercy or sympathy for our enemies. He always chose utter annihilation over providing the chance for rehabilitation. He’d sooner squash problem cases than of

Damn it, he's making me nervous. He never approved of her relationship with his nephew, so the presence of him being here just feels too odd. Catherine bit her lip before she released a heavy breath. She plastered a smile as she finally decided to make a toast. "I'm very thankful to everyone who joined me here to make me feel loved..." she started. "And yes, as of the current moment, I'm having a good time. Thank you to my boyfriend who helped arrange everything just to make this day happen and be successful."

I loved that woman very much, with all my body and soul; he did these things sometimes that made me feel completely stupid for her. “I truly hope so, okay? Enough with the drama, life is already too hard for us to indulge in drama. And your children will really need you to be together and for your love to be stronger than anything.” He was saying to us, playing his role of a father for the first time in a long time. “Thank you for wishing us both happiness, Dad,” I said to him, nodding firmly.