Overprotective Dads Novels & Stories

Where they are thin and lean, I am short and fat. I don't look like either of my parents, but my dad says he has family members with my eyes and hair color who are special, and he believes I am too. I never worry after he tells me this. I am also plus sized, but no one ever says anything to my face about it. Probably because my dad is the gamma of my current back and any insults towards me are an insult to him. My dad is very overprotective of me, which is something I love very much. I am closer to my dad than my mom or brother, as he seems to be the only one who cares about me. Dad never lets me train, so all the carbs tend to stick. The only exercise I can get is walking to school.

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

and just watched me sleep. “I don’t know how to be a father,” he admitted one night while we lay in bed. “My dad was a monster. Yours used you as currency. What if we fuck this up? What if I’m too... dominant? Too controlling?” I rolled over to face him, resting my hand on his chest. “You’re already protective. Steady. You’ve taken care of me through the worst things imaginable. You’ll love our kid the way you love me—fiercely, completely. That’s more than enough.”

"I made a stupid move. I'll admit that, but I was protecting you, Princess. I knew what will come to—" "Stop! Just fucking stop! Stop with the preaches about protectiveness. I don't need your fucking protection, dad. I'm old enough to know what will harm me and what will do me good, so you don't get to tell me that you were protecting me from Emerson. You did what you did because you wanted to, not because you were thinking about me, and I get that. Your Ego and your gratification came first, and you shouldn't let anything change that. " "Eva!" It's mom's voice now. A frown covers her face as she marches forward and stands next to dad. "All your father has ever done is for your sake and you

“Why are you so overprotective? It's not like I'm going to get stolen by someone or something. By the way, the guards are outside in case something like that happens which I'm sure will not.” “I don't trust them one bit. I don't trust anyone right now. People are not reliable so I'll stay here and watch over you myself. No Objection.” “Yes, boss.” They both laughed. Eve suddenly gave her father a hug surprising him but he wrapped his hand that wasn't weak around her and patted her head.” “I'm fine, go to bed.” “I love you, Dad.” “I love you too. Now stop acting like a child. You're a full-grown lady.”

he said, his eyes fixed on the ground as if avoiding my gaze. “Well, my father is like a perfectionist and a little overprotective. He fusses over Roni and me, and now that he's a single dad, he’s doing even more,” I finally explained. “Aren’t you and Roni old enough to look after yourselves?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. “Yeah, we are, but my dad says that even when Roni and I have kids, we’ll always be his little girls, and that feeling never really goes away,” I replied.

He could be so overprotective when he needs to be. I shook my head. "It's really not anything extreme, just that I had to run a lot for P.E today. Still angry that Mr.Fedrick made me run extra laps because I had been jogging prior." Dad's jaw ticks. "I'll have a word- I shook my head. Here goes the overprotective father mode. "No need to, it's not that serious." Dad looks to be contemplating. After a few moments of silence, he nods. " Fine. But if there's anyone bothering you, you let me know about it. Okay?"

“I don’t trust that it won’t fall apart again.” Dad was quiet for a few seconds. “He’s stepping up?” he asked. “Yes.” “He’s being present?” “Yes.” “Is he protecting you?” I hesitated but then nodded. “Overprotecting.” Dad leaned back again. “Then what’s the real problem?” I looked at him. “He hurt me, Dad.” His face softened immediately. “I know.” “And I don’t want to be the woman who keeps going back just because he’s the father of my children.”

We sat in comfortable quiet for a while, processing everything that had happened. In Alpha Jeremy's office, we could hear raised voices—Thomas still arguing, Alpha Jeremy's responses calm but firm. Luna Emma had joined them at some point, her voice adding to the discussion. "Your father is terrifying when he wants to be," I observed. "He's protective. Of all of us. But especially of me and Nate." She smiled slightly. "Uncle Cas says Daddy's protective instincts were already strong, but having children made them—intense." "I believe it. That growl literally shook the house."

“He asked me to file a restraining order against Dan. He will not stop.” Chris steals a fry and throws it in his mouth. “That should not be a surprise, though.” “Do not you dare say I told you so.” I give him the stink eye. “I am just saying, Ginny. Fathers do not like anyone fucking around with their daughters, especially overprotective ones like yours.” Jane gulps at that and clears her throat. “I still think it’ll be fixed with time. They are best friends, right? That should mean something.” “If by something, you mean that he keeps threatening to kill Dan, then sure, it means something. You know, I always heard stories about my dad and his coldness, but this is the first time I have witne