My Hero Daddy Novels & Stories

But he really tries to find me when he can. Mama said it was dangerous to contact my father. But when she talks about him I see her eyes sparkle, he can't be a bad man. My father is a hero, I am sure. He can teach me how to fight. I am already the strongest and tallest in class. I asked Gamma Rayne if I could spar with the bigger kids, but she keeps saying not yet. I will try again tomorrow.

He said and same time my mobile started raining which was placed on the dining table it was Dad's call because I had set up a different ringtone for him and my breath hitched. "Relax, just receive the call," Uncle said and I nodded receiving the call and the same time Uncle Harrison inserted his finger in my core giving slow finger fucking. "H...Hello..." I stammered on call. "Harrison told me you both having dinner out so I am going to sleep. Harrison has extra keys and doesn't sleep late. You have school tomorrow" Daddy was telling me While Uncle Harrison pumping his one digit inside me. "...Yes...Yes Dad" I again stammered

No one dared stop me. In the kitchen, I went straight for the whiskey. Poured until the glass was half full and swallowed it like it was water. Then another. She was gone. Taken by the only man I’d ever respected. The man who’d saved my life, taught me to shoot, to rule, to survive. The man who’d become more of a father to me than my own ever was. And now he wanted to trade blood for blood. Maybe he was right. Rivera had killed his daughter, my unborn child. What was left to argue?

“It’s okay, I won’t hurt it!” Amara smiled, kneeling beside her daughter. “You’ve got a big heart, Crystal. Just like your father.” The words slipped out before she could stop herself. She froze instantly, heart thumping. Her daughter had never known the truth. Crystal tilted her head, curious. “Daddy?” Amara swallowed. “Your father… he’s far away, baby. But he’s proud of you, I promise.”

“She protected this pack without demanding loyalty. She stood when others fled. And she taught my son what strength truly is.” Lia swallowed hard. Damien turned to Leo then, lowering himself to one knee. “And this,” he said gently, “is my son.” The pack did not hesitate. They bowed—not in submission, but in acceptance. Leo blinked in surprise, then grinned proudly. Lia’s vision blurred. Damien rose and faced her again, his voice lower now, meant only for her. “I won’t promise you a life without struggle,” he said. “But I promise you will never face it alone.”

Soon after he walked out of the bathroom, putting on a simple white t-shirt and sweat pants, while his hair was styled to the back. Once he was done, Hero walked out of his room, going to the living room. There he met his father and one of his siblings, Hardin. However, Jules, Harris, and Harley were absent. "Good morning Mr.Scott," Hero greeted grumpily, without glancing at his father, whose lips curved into a faint smile as he watched his son. Noticing the way Hero greeted rudely, without a glance, Mr.Harper thought he looked like a child whose doll was taken away.

With confidence and a broad smile, the beautiful girl led Troy onto the stage. "Hi, everyone. This is my dad. He is my hero. When I was little, he fought off three bad men who wanted to kidnap me. Daddy is always there when Mommy and I are sick or sad. He is the best for my family. I love him so much." Troy couldn't hold back his tears. They fell freely, and he didn't care who saw them now.

"Of course, Daddy knows. Did you forget? I'm your hero, your very own Superman. I've got the inside scoop on everything. "Come on, no more frowns. I'll take you to school, and I'll be there for the meeting too. We'll show everyone that Jovie's dad isn't just any bodyguard. I'm your hero, your personal Superman. How does that sound?" The cloud of sadness that had been hanging over Jovie lifted, and she looked up at him, her face alight with hope. "Daddy, for real? You're really going?" Liam gave Jovie's nose a playful nudge and grinned. "It's the truth, Jovie. When has your dad ever fibbed to you?"

Shasha asked as she knew he couldn't break his decision. Master Hero dialled his phone and few minutes a knock at the door. He opened and Henzo with the bodyguard came in. "Mommy! Mommy!" Henzo shouted as he came running toward his mother. "Henzo, my baby," Shasha's sad voice. "I ride a horsey!" little Henzo blurted out giggling and happy. "You did?" Shasha smilingly said even though she was in pain inside her heart. Master Hero immensely staring at the mother and son. He felt delighted but a part of him was jealous of the father of Hero whoever he was.

“Oh my God, NOOOOO!!!” Hero feels chills run up and down his spine as he rushes up the mansion’s grand marble staircase, all his thoughts focused on his mother’s voice. He knows that with his speed and agility due to his extensive army training, he’ll be in his parents’ room within seconds. Good thing too that his father is also in the bedroom, and Hero is assured that the Major is capable of protecting his wife due to his own military background. But Dad is getting old. Damn, if anything happens to him or my mother…