Iron Dad Novels & Stories

She saw Daddy touch Emily’s hair gently. Her heart hurt again. She turned away quickly. Tears filled her eyes. “He never touches my hair like that anymore,” she whispered. She went back into her room and closed the door. She did not hate Emily. But she hated the feeling of being second. --- Later that afternoon, Daddy called Tessa to his study. She walked in slowly. “You wanted to see me, Daddy?” she asked quietly. “Yes,” he said. He removed his glasses and looked at her seriously. “Tessa, you are my daughter. You will always be my daughter.”

“What kind of people are they? Apart from the overemphasis about how devil-like Favian is and how foolishly carefree Richard is, I want to hear your opinion.” At that, Darren looked up. “I think our father is someone who genuinely likes Ms Horton. If anything, we like Ms Horton more than she thinks we do. I don’t just mean it as an amazing teacher. If possible, I’d like her to live with us as well so that we can see her every day.”

"You do, Daddy." "That’s right," Adrian growled softly, his silver eyes flashing with a wild, possessive fire as he stared out at the towering New York skyscrapers passing by his window. He was a man being systematically stripped of his billions, a man facing decades in a federal cage, but hearing his son’s voice reminded him exactly why he had built his bloody empire in the first place. "I own those mountains, and I own the men standing guard outside your door. Nobody gets past them, Aiden. Nobody touches my house. I want you to go back to the kitchen, eat your lunch, and protect your stuffed bear until Mommy and I get back tonight. Can you do that for me?"

Save me, Mom…" With one fluid smack, Eliza sent him flying. "Get away from me! I don't know this lunatic!" I walked over to Lucius, looking down at him. "What's wrong? Didn't you like calling people daddy? Well, the real one is here, so why are you so quiet?" Then, I turned to Joyce. "See? I told you he wasn't a reliable father, right? When it really comes down to it, there's no one better than your actual parents, don't you think?"

she whispered her name, but it almost came like a moan. The lights in his room were dimmed, but she could still clearly see his large frame and his defined body. He's got a much larger physique than his nephew. All along, Catherine believed that it was one of the factors that contributed to her fear of reaching out to him. But now, on what's currently happening, it felt like she couldn't afford to be scared of him anymore. Her throat ran dry as she watched him pull down his pants, down to his last entry; his boxers. Her eyes widened especially when she saw its now standing proud member. She could already feel it being hard earlier. But she never imagined that it would be that big... and long

my father’s deep voice followed, laced with disapproval. “I slept late,” I mumbled. “Again? I think it’s high time we take that device from you until you learn to sleep early,” he scolded, glaring at me over his breakfast plate. “But Dad… I’m sorry,” I whispered. Mr. and Mrs. Harry—my parents. Strict to the bone. I used to think being an only child would make them spoil me. Instead, my life was a prison of endless rules. No friends. No outings. No television for more than an hour every three days. Limited use of my phone. And countless household chores. My father showed mercy occasionally, but my mother? She never missed a chance to make my life harder.

“Okay, you have had enough. You should leave.” “I said quality control.” Her father argues. “My daughter has a reputation and I need to protect it.” “I am a big girl now. I can protect everything on my own.” She pushes him toward the door. Peter grabs her cheek and gives Cassie a kiss on the forehead. “Grow up as much as you can, you’ll always be my little princess.” After her father leaves the kitchen, Cassie turns back to being busy with the chicken wings and fries more of them. Half an hour later, she goes to the living room with a big bowl of caramel popcorn and finds her father with aunt Gilda’s husband. He is a giant man with a kind heart and Cassie’s favorite male neighbor. Her favori

Cheng liyue, stroked her son's little head. With a smile on her lips, she said,. " Alright, didn't I tell you before? Back then, mommy didn't even know who your father was, so let's not search for daddy, okay?" " Mommy, I heard that it's popular now to have a Godfather. You wait, someday I'll find one to support you. " The little boy said with arms akimbo. After hearing this, cheng liyue burst out laughing. Looking at her little boy, she said. " No, mommy doesn't need you to find a Godfather!

Ian yelled as tears ran down his face. "Wait, that thing's your dad?... You're an elf?" "You just really can't help yourself, can you?...." Ian said with a sad laugh. "Yes, "this thing," as you put it, is my dad. "This thing" has a name and his name is Meeda. He's not a thing, he's an elf and I have his blood running through my veins. This man gave birth to me and you will not stand here and talk about him like that. You will not stand here and disrespect my dad. So you can take your cruel and heartless words and get the hell out of here!"

Dad stand up, as does my mom, the beta follows, then me and Tristan, and finally the enforcer, we're not meaning any jokes anymore. "She's ours now, if you want a war start one, we're not giving her up" dad says walking out of the bar, we all follow him. Dad is one hell of a badass, I agree on every word he said, we're not giving Eden up, she's my Eden.