Invincible Dad Name Novels & Stories

" Who is my father? He asked. " Your father is the late Matt Blake, he is the second richest man in this country and he was the son of the ex president of the country , your dad tried so many times to become a president but never got there but he is a powerful man" she says. " I see, I thought he had a son name Adam Blake , he is popular and also a socialite, so why do you keep calling me his only son? Ted asks , His aunt smiles.

They walk to the door and we watch as she first ushered Justin out of the door before she slammed it hard behind her. Eric chuckles "Did she just usher him out of the door as if he's a pup that needed his Mama's protection?" Even Mr. 'Stick-up my butts' Beta also looks disgusted by what Evelyn did. I'll advise my dad to go for a DNA test as soon as all this dies down. My dad is not a warrior but he's never a coward. I proudly smile to myself when his fight with my uncle and how he refused to give up despite his injuries flashed through my mind. I remember the respect on my uncle's face when he talked about how my father would rather die than call for backup. I might have my mother's Viking b

She also said Eugene had seen Ian as his biological father since he was a child, and she couldn't let anyone destroy everything they had built. Ian, however, had already tuned her out. He immediately hung up on her. The room fell into a dead silence. After a long while, he looked at me and said hoarsely, "I'll deal with her." I looked up at him calmly. "It doesn't matter who you deal with. It won't bring Mom back." Ian looked as if those words had nailed him to the spot. For what felt like an eternity, he didn't make another sound. … In no time, things spiraled out of control. Ian began to look into the money he thought he had given Mom and me over the years. The results showed that not a si

Dad had picked the name, Everwell. He said it meant a safe and steady life, and that was all he wanted for me. The office was tiny, just three desks and two potted plants someone had given away. Owen ran errands, handled printing, and coordinated with suppliers. Dad helped us repair the chest, and I set it in the corner of the office. Owen asked, "You're not going to put that away?" I shook my head. "That's what Dad gave me to stand on." Dad heard me and turned around. He spent a long time polishing the clasp with his back to us.

She turn down the gas cooker fire down to a slow one so it won't get burnt before she gets back. Taking the stairs she went to Kinky's room, she's just waking up her self. "Good morning princess"Eva said kissing her forehead lightly. "Aunt Eva,my Dad? Is he okay? Where is her?" Kinky asked with sad expression. "Oh Kinky,your dad came back home last night but he just left for work he said he didn't want to disturb his little princess" Eva said trying to cover up,she knew kinky might starts crying and she will ended not going to school and this is definitely the time to hang around with crying baby,she need to get things straight.

His little hands relax. When they pull apart, he turns and sprints into Dad’s arms like it’s the most natural thing in the world. “My name’s James,” he says proudly, puffing up his chest. Dad smiles, all warmth and pride. “My name’s Drake. But if you like, you can call me Dad.” James nods, wide-eyed. “I call you Dad. I always wanted a dad.” Drake’s eyes soften, and his arms tighten around the boy. “Well, you’ve got one now, James.”

I gritted, my hand turning into a fist on my lap. My dad cleared his throat but my eyes didn't wander from his expressionless face, every emotion hidden behind his handsome poker face...like what the fuck...I did not just say he was attractive!?? "Sean is a doctor that was transferred here for an operation for two months. He wanted to live in a hotel but I insisted he lives here with us, which is more homely till he's done with his work" My dad clarified. "Where is he from?" I asked again, my eyes never for leaving his face as my eyes trailed his sharp jawline...where I was, thinking mine were sharp, he's were ten times sharper and more attrac__hell no! I did not just think that!

And my baby's dad. Jaxon.

I was kidnapped by one of my father's enemies. The abductor called Dad, who was a police officer, and growled into the phone, "Mr. Carter, your daughter is with me. If you want her alive, you have to come here yourself. Otherwise, I'll cut her into pieces." A cold blade touched my throat, making a chill run through me. Dad's voice came through the receiver, steady and irritated. "Playing the kidnapping trick again, huh, Edith? You're absolutely hopeless."

"My father is Wallace Creedmere, chairman of the Creedmere Group. Get me out of here, and my family will pay whatever you want!" "My dad is Gregory Langford, and my mom is Claudia Young. You know what those names mean in Volaris City!"