Is Doma Inosuke Father Novels & Stories

My husband has azoospermia. After trying all the options available, I finally conceived. However, my husband is worried my child will hurt his first love's feelings—she had a miscarriage. He tricks me into going for a prenatal checkup. In truth, he conspires with a doctor to induce labor when I'm only five months along. He says, "You must be the one with the problem. Why else is it so hard for us to have children? The baby won't be healthy even if it's born! We can have more children when you're healthier. Julie has just had a miscarriage; I don't want to aggravate her." He doesn't know he has azoospermia. I only managed to conceive this child after trying out IVF countless times and tak

Her marriage has been unsuccessful since that day she got married to him. One sided love, and his unknown hatred towards her. "I'd rather sleep in the guest room than with you". His threatening voice echoed inside the room before he left. She finally understood the reality, married to him for a whole five years, only to discover now that he only used her to claim his inheritance. She was so heartbroken when she caught her own husband and his Mistress on a date that he has never taken her to, not even once. Anyways, who was she to call her his Mistress?. She should have understood that the Lady was his only Love of his Life, on the other hand, she was just an urgent second choice because

Pregnancy and motherhood without a husband shattered Clarita's dreams. The night she gave up the crown of her life left Clarita in constant pain. Not to mention the encounter with Atma, a stranger who was always there when she was in trouble. Circumstances force her to search for the man who impregnated her that night. The lack of clues makes it even more difficult for her to find answers, not to mention her existence far from the city makes her even more crushed by the situation. Plus, Byantara's arrival in Clarita's life further complicates matters. Will Clarita be able to find the man who inspires her? Will her love story be anchored to Byantara?

A month before my marking ceremony with Jim Luther, my dad, Frank Jackson, was exiled. Jim personally ordered him exiled to the wasteland without even explaining anything to me. "Kelly says someone leaked our pack's secret files, and we found them on your father's phone. Who else could it be?" My dad had come to attend my marking ceremony, yet because of what Kelly Chase said, Jim exiled him. "If you don't give me a reasonable explanation, he'll stay in the wasteland forever. "I won't abandon you just because of your father's actions. Our marking ceremony will proceed as planned in a month." I was devastated by the thought of my dad suffering in the wasteland. If this was how Jim trea

“You’re mine, this is mine” George grabbed my throat groaning , his grip bruising my neck. “Say it.” Fuck! I loved when he claimed ownership of my body. Pleasure tore through me, sharp and overwhelming. My body clenched around him as I shattered, moaning like his bitch. “I am…yours.” I said,struggling to breathe. “A better man than my son could ever be. Repeat it, as a mantra.” He ordered,I hesitated. My feet were curled up, close to orgasm when he pulled out his fingers and began licking my pearls till my legs began to shake uncontrollably. I had imagined this moment with my husband for more than five years but it never happened but here I was ,leaving my dreams of a

Adeline is trapped in a loveless marriage with her husband, Marky. He can offer her a life of luxury, but he can never satisfy her deepest desires. Everything changes when she catches a glimpse of a god-like stranger in a hospital restroom, a man whose mere presence awakens an irresistible hunger within her. But the ultimate shock comes when she discovers his true identity: Dr. Matthew Fraser is Marky’s father. He treats Adeline with icy indifference, but his rejection only fuels her dangerous obsession. Determined to break his cold exterior relentlessly pushes every boundary he sets. She believes she's chasing forbidden temptation. Instead, she walks straight into a twisted psychologica

I shouldn’t get wet at the thought of my step father, but I do. It all started the day we had a business meeting. I work as an intern at his company and I couldn't help but imagine his long slender fingers f*cking me.  My name is Emma and no, I am not a pretty model queen. I am what you call a geek, a nerd and a wallflower.  But this wallflower wants to get bent over on his table and will do anything to be his slut. Even if it means getting my mother out of the way.

I had two fathers. One was Vincenzo, who was gentle and cultured. The other was Matteo, who was called "Il Diavolo Sanguinario", meaning the bloodthirsty devil, by everyone. Both were men my grandfather, Don Rossi, had chosen for my mother, Sofia. In my last life, my mother had chosen Vincenzo, thinking he was the man she could trust for the rest of her life. But after a woman called Carla came between them, he grew colder toward my mother and me. He took Carla's side and became convinced that my mother had drugged him on purpose and slept with other men. In his eyes, I was a bastard whose father was unknown. After my grandpa passed away, Carla framed my mother repeatedly. Vincenzo woul

Eric, my ex-husband and soon to be brother-in-law was annoyed. "Why the hell is she here anyway? I didn’t invite her." Emerson met his son, Eric's gaze. "I invited her." Both Eric and Rita looked at Emerson with questioning eyes. "Why would you invite her?" Eric asked his father "I asked her here because she is my plus one," Emerson said. "I asked her to marry me, and she said yes. She’s my fiancée."

“Do you know how many nights I’ve thought about those? How I imagined sliding your dress up and seeing you in them… in my room, or my office… gagged so you wouldn’t scream my name?” “Say the word, Renata,” he whispered, voice rough. “And I’ll have you right here… where anyone could knock. Where you could get caught with your husband’s father’s cock inside you.” She gasped. But she didn’t say no. ******** One reckless night. A stranger’s touch. Her ruin. The night before her wedding, Renata surrendered to a man whose name she didn’t know… A man who made her tremble, moan, and beg for more in the shadows. The next morning, he was at the wedding hall too…Watching her walk d