I'm Your Father Novels & Stories

“You’re not joking, right?” I sighed deeply. “I wish I were, but yeah. Moses fucking Braddson is my father.”

They were the words I had uttered the most in my life. Father grinned. “At least you remember, even though you are not acting on it.” He pushed me away and adjusted his collar. “You might be telling yourself otherwise but you are your father's son. My blood runs through your veins. You are just like me. It is in there, dormant but still in there. Something would wake it up from its dormancy. I have no idea what it is but I will find out. This is another warning, sort through your shit before I do it for you. I am not a very patient man and you know it.”

I trailed off. “Oh, goodie. Then you’re probably going to like this line.” He cleared his throat while I waited in anticipation. “Hera, I am your father.”

he walked closer, “If I did all this and you couldn’t. What does that make you?” “You think you are indispensable; you think I could never do something. You think of me as the wrong son. The weaker one. Guess what dad, I could kill you now and still get the company.” I said with a shrug taking a few steps back from him. “You would never,” he responded. “You want to bet?” I eyed him with a raised brow. “I am your father.” “Enough with the I’m your father bullshit. That works on your other children, not me.”

"Why? After ruining my fucking suit, you think I should let you go?" "Wow, for someone who apparently doesn't curse, you sure do use foul language. I wonder why this behavior is only reserved only for me." "I wonder why your snarky attitude is reserved only for me. I don't see this attitude coming out in front of anyone else, especially your father." "There's a difference between my father and father in law, who's the biggest asshole I've ever met." "Oh, and what's that?" "He's my blood. He raised me, you didn't."

"There. Satisfied?" "Impressive," he said, his voice a low, smooth baritone that somehow cut right through the loud music. "But you still look like you’re running from something." If only you knew. Tomorrow, the lawyers would read my father’s final will. Tomorrow, my stepmother would try every trick in the book to keep me under her thumb. But that was tomorrow's problem. Tonight, I wanted to be reckless. I wanted to feel alive. "Maybe I am," I said, leaning an inch closer. The scent of him hit me then—something dark, woody, and expensive. "Are you going to stop me?"

" You first and then I will tell you. " " My father is in bad shape. Sienna's father is with him " ©#KCMmuoe "What ? You poor thing, I'm so sorry." ©#KCMmuoe

I got a bit emotional, my voice raising an octave as I told this asshole where I come from. “My father is Logan James Kinsley. He is the most fearless, protective, powerful, and loving man. When he sees a wrong, he rights it. The night he met my mother and me, he saw a wrong and righted it. He loved my mother with all his heart and has loved me as his daughter. Even when she was gone, he loved and raised me as his.” I gestured to my dad as I spoke.

"I am not old, you little brat." "Then what are you?" Maddox taunts. I amusingly stare at them. They're so chldish. "I am your father." He states deeply. "Yep, my idiot of a father, and will you please stop stating Star Wars lines?" Maddox irritably says. He looks at me for help but I ignore his stare. "You're the idiot. FYI, its Star Trek not Star Wars, get your facts right Dumbo." Alpha Reddox snaps. "God you kids don't know anything."

“If any of you beat my Mom, I swear Dad’s gonna kill all of you!” The father, at the height of his fury and contempt, sputtered at the direction of the floor. “I don’t even know who you daddy is! Lemme tell you, kiddo—in this part of the city, ain’t no one ever means squat enough to warrant my attention! So, who’s your oh-so-powerful pa, huh? What’s his name? Tell me who I should remember to teach a lesson next time!”