Iron Dad Novels & Stories

Eli shakes his head violently. “No. I’m not a piece on your chessboard. I’m not something you hide away when things get dangerous.” Damian storms a hand through his hair, frustration radiating off him like heat. “Eli, you don’t understand—my father doesn’t negotiate. He hunts. He destroys. He breaks people to see what shape they take when he’s done.” “So let me stand with you,” Eli says fiercely. Damian grabs Eli by the waist, pulling him close again.

Aaron complimented. “Please, you don't have to lie. Daddy never liked that I wasn't interested in the family's business." Maya huffed, her voice tinged with sadness. Aaron wanted to correct the young lady that her father was, in fact, very happy that she chose her own path and wouldn't stop telling anyone who cared to listen that his daughter was smart, but he held his tongue. He hoped that a different day and a better time would surface for that. “Ah, I should go.” The man said, rocking his heels as he stared at his watch.

Heavy steps came up to his room, his door swung open, "who is this one faking for, you better get up my friend! I don't have all day." Idris' mother, Folake Balogun, was a very attractive and agile woman in her forties. She treated her children like soilders in battle because according to her the world would do worse especially to kids raised by a single parent. Idris father wasn't dead but to Folake and her family he was a million feets under. The one thing she refused to change was their surnames, despite her vengeful grudge against her 'dead' husband, she didn't want her children to forget their father. Once, he was a good man then he was the devil.

"Dad" Alex called as he walked towards his father's room.He was a 20 -year -old boy, fair skinned with dreads on his head, A black serpent tattoo coiled into his forearm. He is the only son of Mr Felix ever since the death of his wife in a plane crash.Drug dealing and illegal car racing were the only things that have him a thrill.

she murmured, her voice choked with emotion as she scanned his small frame for any sign of injury. "I'm okay, Mom," Adam replied, his voice muffled against her shoulder. "Daddy killed the bad man and saved me. I love you, Daddy!" he declared proudly, his words a testament to the bond that had been forged between father and son in the crucible of adversity.

Inilipat ni Elllie ang kanyang timbang sa kaliwa ng bench. Isang pulgada na lang. Oo, ngayon ay mahuhuli na niya ang lahat ng mga salita na sinasabi ng dalawang ina. “I swear to you, Susan, kung kaya ko, ako na mismo ang kukuha ng trabaho bilang yaya na iyon. Si Tyler Hernandez ang pinakaHOT na single dad sa buong paaralan. At saka, mayaman siya." Ang babaeng may pixie-cut at dreamy na mga mata ay parang hihimatayin pa ata.

"You should get used to him baby doll. He is going to be your father-in-law and he's one of the best men I know. You know I only choose the best for you." "But Dad, you chose his son for me." I point out the obvious. "Of course I did silly girl. What I'm trying to tell you is that a good man will raise a good man. That's all." "Alright Dad. When do I get ready?" "I'm sure Anthony will text you the details." "But he doesn't have my number." "He's highly resourceful and influential. I'd be surprised if he didn't already have your number." That sounds wrong on so many levels, but I let it be.

"Am not playing smart with you. What the fuck you want you to hear, am gay and I have a boyfriend who is seven years older than me, is that what you want to hear, there you have it!" With a sudden push, I found myself stumbling over the sofa and a vicious laugh reached my ears and I looked up to find my dad standing over me, his eyes had become darker, it was like I was staring at one else who wasn't my dad. "No son of mine will become a faggot when am still alive" I gasped. To be continued...!

It was a smile that barely even reached her eyes, and now I knew why. “Are you just gonna stand there?“ Dad's voice pulled me out of my trance. I looked at him sharply, but chose not to say anything. Aristotle Ferrer III, my Dad was a ruthless businessman, feared by many of his competitors. He was the founder of Ferrer Group of Companies, and I can't deny that despite his attitude, people have admired his skills when it comes to running his business. He was smart, and strategic.

Even though he was my dad's adopted brother , my father loved him more than anyone in the world , we all knew this . “ Are you okay ?” Ava asked me again . I knew what she was asking me about , she wasn’t asking if I was okay if my father was buried but if I was okay that I was standing a few meters away from him . The same man that had dumped my ass two years ago with the promise that he was going to return and he didn’t just for him to show up at my dad’s funeral. I was over him , I don’t just know why Ava still won’t accept the fact that I was done with that man .