Iron Dad Novels & Stories

she repeated, unsure of what her son was talking about. Noah nodded enthusiastically, his words tumbling out. "Yeah, Mom, he was my dad on Father's Day at kindergarten!" Irene's puzzlement deepened as she tried to piece together her son's words. Father's Day at kindergarten? She was certain she had been the one to take him that day. And who was this Mr. Alpha? Noah, sensing his mother's confusion, decided to provide some clarity. "You know, Mr. Alpha," he said, his tone filled with earnestness. "The one who came to school with me that day. He's really nice."

I shook my head, “He’s just a friend dad, he’s helping me get away from all the Steve drama and the Darren drama.” He looked over to the kids, “You know I love you to death right kiddo, but I feel like I need to say this. You need to settle down, you’ve got 3 kids, 2 are biologically yours and they all have different fathers. You don’t get help with any of them, I’m telling you Ian is a real man, he won’t act up like those boys did. I thought when you met Steve you would settle down but it was always rocky. He needs to grow the fuck up that kid.”

Edward deeply inhaled at that and nodded his head. "You know him?" Aiden asked in a small voice, almost hesitant. Edward's nose flared at that and he quickly averted his eyes towards me. I nodded my head because he had to do it now instead of waiting any longer. "I am him" Aiden stared at him with a blank expression like he didn't Edward. There were various emotions flickering his face. He shook his head while playing with his fingers. Edward swallowed, "Aiden I am your father. That sounds so Star Wars actually it isn't because they say it's some effect like a glitch. It's so rubbish-"

Ian introduced himself. “You don’t say,” Father adjusted on his seat. “You mean you are Edward’s son? This is unbelievable,” Father expressed. I was confused. Does he know Ian’s father? Goddamn it! I’m in big trouble. “You know my father?” Ian asked. “Of course, son,” Father affirmed cheerfully. “When me and my late father used to visit Newmoon pack, I got to know your father and we became friends,” Father began. Friends? I shifted uncomfortably at the word. And I was going to reject him. Father would have skinned me alive. “Your father was a very blithe boy, jovial, and a great fighter, even at a young age. We would practice sword fighting till my father was done with the Alpha and would re

When I start middle school, Dad quits his job to become my full-time study coach. He devotes every ounce of energy to monitoring my academics and refuses to let a single distraction near me. My best friend in middle school has average grades, so Dad goes straight to his parents for a talk. "My son is going to a top school. Don't let your kid's low IQ rub off on him." I lose my closest friend after that, and the rest of my classmates start keeping their distance too. In high school, the class rep asks me a math question one day, and Dad sees it happen. Without a word, he slaps her across the face. "Already flirting with boys at your age? I'll have the principal expel you! "Just asking a

"Hello, Grandpa. I'm sorry I can't hug you because I can only use one hand. My name is Oliver Ford. Are you my daddy's daddy?" Larry Ford recovered from his initial shock. He hid his curiosity and responded to Oliver, "No, I'm your daddy's daddy's daddy. My name is Larry Ford. Nice to meet you, buddy." Oliver hiked up his eyebrows for a few seconds and then remarked, "That was confusing." The adults laughed. Henry knew that Larry had so many questions so he asked his son, "Oliver, would you like to see your room?" "Yes, please!" Oliver answered excitedly.

Taking a deep breath, 'This is for you Dada, Mommy. "A pleasant day to everyone. As Mr. Jensen said, I am Kanatha Trion. The only son of Derek and Alice Trion. I am here standing in front of you to tell not only you who are here but the whole world, that I am back. I am alive and I am claiming what's mine.

I tapped open the iMessage, " HELLO I GOT YOUR NUMBER FROM MY DAD AND I JUST WANTED TO APOLOGIZE ABOUT WHAT I SAID OVER THERE I KNOW I SOUNDED RUDE OR CRINGE, MORE LIKE I DIDN' LIKE YOU SEXUALLY THAT WAS WHAT I MEANT." As I read the first paragraph, I hissed and dropped the phone back on the bed, "So they do like someone sexually?" I asked. "This is not good at all if he went to this extent to get my number from his dad. Aiden needs to be killed so badly." I stamped my feet on the ground and clipped my bra.

"Oh, I get it. It must be my troublemaking son. "He's just acting out. His baby sister got sick a few days ago, so we couldn't take him to the amusement park like we promised. Now he's pulling a prank at home. He probably gave the neighbor a scare. I'm really sorry for the trouble." Frowning, a young officer fixed a sharp gaze on Dad. "Mind if we step inside and take a look?" As if to prove he had nothing to hide, Dad generously stepped aside to let them in. Then, right in front of all the officers, he turned toward my corpse and started yelling impatiently again, "Alright, Ewan Fraser! That's enough! There's a limit to throwing tantrums! Get down here right now! The police are here!"

“Are you trying to collapse again?” I nearly jumped, and tripped over a small stone. The man standing a few feet away was tall and broad shoulders and wearing shorts and nothing else. His dark hair fell just above his eyes, and the way he looked at me made me look away. It was my step father-in-law, Damian Blackwell. “I… I—” I stammered and straightened my back, trying to appear stronger than I felt. “I don’t need a babysitter.” “You’re out here in the cold,” he said, taking a few steps closer. “You’re going to hurt yourself.”