I Love Your Dad Novels & Stories

Dad's eyes locked with mine, his lips lifted slightly in a sad smile, and his eyes were dull. I nodded. “I know what you do, Dad, and I love you.” That wasn't a lie. I love my dad to the sky and back, but my love for Jay rivalled that. He was, after all, my mate and the one person who owns my heart forever, even in death. Dad let out another heavy sigh. “I'm not doing it because I hate you or Jay. I'm only doing this because I love you. I need you to understand how this world works.”

"I'm sorry, mom, I shouldn't have left you that day. I shouldn't have asked for ice cream that day. I shouldn't have compelled you all. I regret every moment of my birthday without you till now. I don't want to smile while you suffered that day. The look in dad and your eyes still haunt me. You are dead because of me. I miss you, mom. I'm sorry dad. You were dead because of this little shit who wanted ice cream. I hate that you were not here with me on my birthday. You would buy me gifts and showered me with your love. I miss you so much, dad. I miss how much you would say 'I love you' to me and make me smile. I didn't even get the chance to say that I love you both more, not even at the la

“Hello Dad, It's nice to hear from you. “Hope you are doing well?" Those were the only words that came out of my mouth then Damian Barged into my room yelling. “You're talking to your lover right?" His words kind of make some sense to me. Yesssss! Sure my Dad is the only one I love so much. If not for the love I had for him, I wouldn't have ended up with you, gormless fool. I hate you. You disgust me. If only I had the power, I would have smacked the hell out of your arse.

"Do not say these words to Adele, okay? I am going to come up with a plan for you. We'll teach her a good lesson, and once we're done with her, Adele will stay clear of Aryan. I can assure you of that." I hugged my dad and heaved a sigh of relief. "Thank you, Dad. I know Adele is also your daughter, but the fact that you love me so much and want all the good things to come to me is something I'll always appreciate. I will never take it for granted." My dad smiled. "Yes, she may be my daughter, but I hate her a lot. So, do not worry, you're my favorite and that will never change." "Thank you very much and goodnight, Dad," I said to him before going into my room.

She murmured against his chest. “Dad, I want you to know that I love you, not because of all the nice things you give to me but because you’re my father. You’re the only person who truly loves and cares for me. I love you so so much, dad.” Amy hugged her dad even tighter, as a stray tear rolled down her face. She wanted him to know that she needed nothing from him to make her happy. His presence was more than enough for him. “I love you so much, my princess.” Henry finally said, his voice cracking a bit at the end.

“I know this letter has already been found by now. I'm such an oldie, you know? I mean, who sends letters these days? But I felt the need to write it for you, my girl. You’re so strong, you know. I might be your dad, but I admire you greatly. I know what you endured for me, even the things you didn’t say out loud. I appreciate every single one.

I replied coldly, "That car is a gift from Dad to me. If you want one, ask your dad to buy it. Don't you have your own dad?" That pink car was a birthday gift from my father when I got my license, and I rarely drove it. I thought Dad understood, but what he said next shattered my hopes. "It's just a car. If Rosie likes it, give it to her. Blake Xavier, you have so many cars. Why fight with Rosie over this one? Just let her have it." Hearing that, I suddenly realized that my father was not the loving father he once was. I did not want to let Rosie have the car, so I threw away the car keys.

'When did the two of them even get close? "I understand... but you should tell me next time, alright?" Alastar nodded as he buried his face on her neck. "I love you..." he whispered softly. Catherine swallowed hard. "I... I love you too."

"Hahahaha! This must be some big joke! You can't have anything to do that boy!! He isn't--" "Isn't what? Royalty? Rich and famous? Influential? Snobby?!", I cut him off and his eyes widen in shock, "I love him this way!". "You dare cut me off? You kids have started growing balls, forgetting who I am!", He responded. I scoffed, shaking my head and replying, "Didn't you hear the part I said that I love him? I love Lev dad-". "NO! No you don't princess, you do not know what love is!", My dad said.

I love you. After the beep, I closed my phone and put it down. A gentle smile slowly grew on my face as I kept my dad in mind whilst I drew. In this chaotic world that I lived in, only Dad's words were able to calm my mind. He was always the sound of reason and hope in my everyday life. And his simple voice messages always helped me progress in anything that I would do. His distance from me was never a hindrance for him to express his love for me. And for that, I would always be grateful for a father like him.