My Father In Law Novels & Stories

Why he is calling my father-in-law father? " how's your work going? " my father-in-law asked and both men talk some random stuff regarding what is running in their life. My father-in-law told that man about me and girik's marriage to which that person said chuckling " I have met her. Girik will be in deep shit in future for sure. He is stupid. " " father I think you should go or else if mother saw you talking with me she will be mad " that mysterious person said. " she can not stop me from meeting my very own son and she doesn't hold any right to be mad at me for that," my father-in-law said in his dark dangerous voice.

He turned to Theo's dad, fixed him a knowing stare and then continued, "But, I'll break that one rule today to save y'all the heart attack you want to give yourselves." Toby chortled. He liked this man. His Grand father. He made it easy for everyone to warm up to him as easy as he made everyone to actually be on their toes when he wanted them to. His mum sometimes called her father-in-law, a soldier. Why? Because he was naturally had an aura that commanded respect and admiration.

"Where are my grandchildren? I'm a grandpa now, to three kids. I'm as happy as a tick feeding on a dog." My father in law said, as he came in with my mother in law lagging behind him. The witch of OZ "Welcome Sir and Ma" I said scratching my head as I stared in surprise at my father in law, the man was wearing the famous Nigeria military uniform, with all the stars he got in the appropriate places. I thought the man was retired already.

I said dryly, watching the panic spread across his face. "It doesn’t look good?" He shot back, eyes blazing. "He is my father. You’re using my father to fight against me. You’re using him to punish me, aren’t you? To try and hurt me, it won't work." "Oh no, son….“ “Don’t call me ‘son,’ Ever!“ He shouted, nearly about to explode. “ But I am going to be your mother-in-law, and you’re going to be my son-in-law, aren’t you?" I smiled, letting the words hit their mark.

My father-in-law. “Hello Father in law” my smile widened as I raised my hand to take his and shook it. He frowned before pulling his hand away, which I allowed before I took the hand towel on the table and wiped my hands with it. “My baby girl didn't introduce me to you properly, I'd like to do a proper introduction since you're my father-in-law" I didn't wait for the bastard to speak before I said, “I'm Davis Sylvester Stone. Very nice to meet you”

I whispered. He exhaled, surprised, but hugged back. When we parted, he waved and left. Adrian took my hand again. “You okay? Hungry?” “I’m fine. Not hungry… yet.” We both laughed. I spotted my father and pulled Adrian toward him. The music and celebration still roared grandly. I pulled my father into a tight hug. He reached out and shook Adrian's hand. Adrian whispered softly, “Thank you… Father-in-law.” My father groaned. “Don’t call me that. Ever. It doesn’t suit me.”

I tried again, but he hung up on me the second time. When I tried again for the third time, I put Brian on speaker so his annoyed voice would echo through the corridor. “Can you stop? Are you dying? Why are you bombarding me with calls?” He sounded as cold and distant as he was in my last life. My eyes turned cold when I recalled the images of how he killed me in my last life. However, I had no choice but to act. “Brian, your father just fell down and is bleeding profusely. The hospital requires his immediate family member to sign the consent form for surgery. Can you quickly come over to Peace Hospital?”

During the Luna choosing ceremony, Veyra's boyfriend ditches her, breaks their promise and chooses her best friend as his Luna and mate. In an attempt to get back at him, she hatches a plan; seduce his father. What starts as a dirty game of lust turns into love. Is there a chance for this forbidden relationship to bloom to something beautiful?

For one brief moment I held him, and my chest filled with a warmth I had almost forgotten. I stepped back. "Why are you here?" His voice was flat, and of course Unwelcoming. "Can a father not come to see his own son?" He let out a short, hollow laugh. "For me, you are not my father. You have been dead to me since the day you walked out on my mother and me. So tell me.. why do you keep showing up when the very sight of yours disgust me?" My jaw clenched. I felt the anger rising from somewhere deep and old. "Watch your tongue, James. You are speaking to your father." I pressed down the emotion as hard as I could, but his words always managed to find the one place in me that had no armour.

he says, still holding my eyes. I glance at Joe. My sweet fiancé is totally oblivious to any tension between me and his father. He is smiling broadly. “So, Dad, tell us…. how was your trip to Asia?” he asks. I sit tightly. He sips his wine glass. “It was fulfilling. I definitely needed to do that, you know.” Turning to me, Joe says: “Dad’s been wanting to do Doctors without Borders all his life but there was never time.” “Yeah, raising Joe alone didn’t provide me with enough time to gallivant around the world.”