Iron Dad Novels & Stories

And that same maddeningly attractive face that had haunted my dreams, and I had visualized between thighs, now stood before me. Wearing a simple t-shirt that accentuated his sculpted muscles and paired with trousers, he could easily outshine any supermodel with just a single glance. I had to hold my breath so that the gasp didn't slip past my lips. "It's my daughter, Evelyn." Dad's voice made his lips part in what I could identify as astonishment. "Wait really?" He asked, looking heavily dumbfounded," She was so little then." Yeah, little but still capable enough to imagine your gorgeous face while masturbating......

Dad smiles at me with a thoughtful look on his face. Alpha Elias Dolivo is not just my dad and the Alpha of the Invictus Pack, he’s my idol and he’s been my greatest cheerleader since before I was even born. Dad is forty-eight years old, has blonde hair styled with a buzz cut, is 6’5” with chestnut eyes and off-white skin. Dad still works out like crazy so he’s just solid muscle from head to toe, which is pretty common for Alphas. I got my hair colour and my personality from my dad, the rest I got from my mum.

CATHERINE My breath hitched and I instinctively moved away from Ronald but he caught my wrist gently. My head snapped to him but his eyes were fixed on the intruder, Jayden. Jayden’s eyes flashed as he walked into my office slowly. His nose was still bruised but that didn't stop him from doing something as stupid as this. “Gee dad,” he started. “I think you should have the father of the year award. You stole my fiancé and managed to make her fall for your stupid self.”

Mama asks ma taking her hands into hers. "That piece of shit is the leader" ma says in a angry tone. Everything went silent until Nick,Kiah and Mika walks in with the same expression as ma. "Who?"Mama asks eying them all. "Josh Black" they replied together looking dazed. I can't believe this my father is a gang leader. No wonder he has so much money. I can't wrap my head around the fact that he actually runs a gang. It takes me a minute to react,but I finally speak up.

Mia bit her lip to hide her smile as she took a slow sip of coffee. Alexander’s eyes widened slightly as he opened the video on low volume. Even from across the table, Mia could see the screen lighting up his face. She knew exactly what he was watching: her naked body arching on the bed, legs spread, the thick toy sliding in and out of her as she gasped his name over and over. “Fuck…” he muttered under his breath, so quietly only Mia could hear. Lily looked up. “What’s wrong, Dad?” “Nothing,” he said quickly, locking the phone and placing it face-down on the table. His neck was flushed, and his jaw was clenched so tightly Mia worried he might crack a tooth. When his eyes finally met hers aga

, I understood immediately. Over the years, Edgar had tried many ways to repair our relationship. But every time, it had done nothing except drill into me even deeper just how impossible he was—just like today. I took a deep breath and thanked Mr. Palmer. Then, I turned and left. From behind me came hushed whispers. "So, that's Mr. Booker's son? He's not quite what I imagined." "I heard he was raised by his grandmother in the countryside. And for over a decade, Mr. Booker never once went back to see him."

"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."

Mom was upstairs to shower while dad was watching a football match on TV. " Hey dad." I said and sat down next to him as I pulled my knees against my chest. " Yeah, you're good?" " Nah. Are you aware that Aiden reads minds?" I asked as dad turned to look at me, surprised. " Yeah. So?" " What is he?" I asked dad, he chuckled. " Well he's a psychologist." Dad said and I laughed. " Daddy?"

His father had always told him Ian was actually a demon child and that he didn’t like Hillary because of the devil she birthed. “I don’t know anything about it, papa gave me all the information”, he coughed, rubbing his neck that still had the phantom touch of Ian trying to kill him. Mark twisted his mouth like he had tasted something bitter. Papa? Who in their right mind would call Reid papa? It was an utterly undeserving name for the bastard. Papa was for sweet men that actually raised their kids. Reid raised no one, he preferred to pollinate instead. He couldn’t be sure he didn’t have any other half siblings walking around at this very moment.

Cordy promptly pulled Dicky out of harm's way, refusing to let her son get hurt. Adam laughed coldly before snapping viciously at the boy, "Your mom’s a liar! Do you really think that John Levine, the heir to the richest family in North City, is your father? Why don't you look yourself in the mirror or see how slutty your mom looks! You really think John Levine would tap that and have you? Dream on!" "John Levine is my—"