I Slept With My Dad Novels & Stories

He promised her mother he would protect her. He never expected fate to make her his mate. For twenty years, Alpha King Kael Draven has watched over Liana Veyne, the daughter of his closest friend, and the girl whose mother trusted him with her final wish. Protect her. Keep her safe. Never let harm reach her. But on the night Liana's wolf awakens, everything changes. Because Liana is not ordinary. She carries a rare dual wolf bloodline, though lost to history, and she is Kael's fated mate. The one woman he cannot claim. The daughter of the man who trusts him most. Kael has conquered kingdoms and defeated enemies without hesitation. But he has never faced a battle like the one n

He tapped a few keys, and photos of my dad and Susie suddenly flashed onto the massive screen. "What is this?" I gasped, staring at the image of my dad and my aunt Susan kissing. There was so much more. I gagged, completely disgusted by the sudden realization of what they had been doing in secret. For heaven's sake, they were siblings! It was sickening. I scooted away from my father on the floor. "You're disgusting," I choked out. "It's not what you think," he murmured under his breath, refusing to look at me.

If anything, she fed it understanding my darkness without asking questions. That's why I'd used June and fucked her. Now... I had exactly what I'd wanted to ruin this whole marriage thing. The videos I'd had recorded. One click and I could show my father. One click and his wedding would be over. But now I just couldn't bring myself to do it. I hated myself for it. I hated that I'd actually couldn't go through with it. But June had done nothing to me. She was innocent. She wasn't the one who cheated on my father.

I wasn’t supposed to be home this summer. College had been my escape—my excuse to avoid the suffocating expectations of being Aria Hale, perfect daughter of perfect businessman Victor Hale. But when Dad insisted I come home for his “important dinner,” I didn’t expect him to walk through the door. Jace Carter. My dad’s friend’s son. The boy who used to steal cookies off our counter and dare me to jump from the treehouse roof. The boy who moved away at seventeen and left behind a trail of rumors—fights, girls, a motorcycle accident that nearly killed him.

As he spoke, Dad took out a stack of photos from his bag. They featured young women accompanying various men. The woman who starred the most often in those photos was the heavily made-up woman who had been with Steven the other night. Dad said coldly, “I had someone investigate things. These women would get hotel rooms with the men they leave Dreamscape with. I’ll leave the rest to you.” The police officers frowned at the photos. “Alright. Thank you for the information you’ve given us. We’ll conduct a thorough investigation!”

I lied through gritted teeth, "Anica is a bitch who always felt threatened by every other woman that tried to get close to me, and your sister might annoy the shit out of me, but she is close because she is your sister, which makes her my family. The other night, when that bastard forced himself on her, I took Juliet home as you asked me to. Juliet was crying all night and slept on the couch in my arms that night. I wanted to move her to the guest room, but I didn't, as I couldn't risk waking her up and making her cry all over again. Hence, I slept in an uncomfortable position that hurt my back for a good few days, if I might add. In the morning, my parents came unannounced to my place with

My dad added which came as a surprise. Oh, hell no. He didn't tell them the truth. This man's got to be kidding me. So he literally pushed me into a trap to save himself? I can't stay here, I will leave today and erase everything about him, starting with his phone number. If he wants to play dirty then I am down for it. I tiptoed to my mom's side and hugged her, leaning my head on her shoulder. “I am sorry Mom. I was tired and you guys were nowhere to be found so I left.”

He still wanted to stand up for them, and the first thing he thought of was his relationship with others. His spittle flew as he shouted at me, but I cut him off before he could get any further. "How long more are you going to shout at me, Dad?" "I'm your father. I'll shout at you for as long as I want!" I laughed. "I don't think you realize the predicament you're in, Dad. Sean and Mom are both behind bars, and you're confined to the bed. I'm the only one who can care for you now."

“Hey! I was just showing your dad this…” I turned and walked out. That night, I stayed up and did something I’d never done before. I checked his private calendar. His call logs. The wire transfers on our household account. She’d been sleeping with my father since the week I introduced her. I felt like throwing up. I didn’t tell my mom at that time because I felt I caused everything. When I confronted Bella, I wasn’t calm. “You’re disgusting,” I hissed. She didn’t even flinch. “He’s a grown man. He made his choice.”

“For everyone else, it’s very simple. You cheat. You lie. You break things.” Eli flinched. The words weren’t shouted; they were delivered like surgical cuts. “Did he make you?” she asked. “No,” Eli said quickly. “It wasn’t like that.” “So you chose it,” she said, eyes narrowing, voice still even but colder now. “You wanted him.” “I wanted both,” Eli admitted, shame in every syllable. “I wanted you, and I wanted—” “You wanted the man who raised me,” she said, cutting him off. “You wanted to sleep with my father and come home to me like nothing happened.”