Perfect Dad Novels & Stories

We had dated from the ages of fifteen and sixteen to twenty and twenty-one. Although the breakup was painful, we had always remained on good terms. I knew we weren't meant for one another after that faithful night at my party. I shook my head to try and rid myself of the embarrassing memories. "Why is your grandfather mad at your dad?" I asked casually. "Haven't you seen the news? He totaled one of the cars with two hookers in it. The problem was the press caught wind of what they were doing to him in that car!" My eyes widened, apparently, Mr. Grimes really hadn't changed much.

"Jason, your subordinates do not respect me!" Just then, I sent Jennifer a message. "Bring your team to this location." Mom, having regained some of her consciousness, was huddled in a corner, wrapped in my coat. Susan spoke disdainfully again. "Even now, your father won't show up. Isn't he even more of a disgrace?" Suddenly, the doors swung open, and Dad appeared outside. His eyes narrowed when he saw Susan and me standing before him. I let out a cold snort. "Well, he is a disgrace. He's got a lowly mistress on the side."

My voice sounded small. A shadow moved. I froze. From behind a row of dead ferns, a figure stepped forward slowly. Tall. Broad shoulders. A cap pulled low over his face. My heart slammed against my ribs. “Dad?” The word slipped out before I could stop it. The man stopped. Then, carefully, he lifted his head. And I saw his face. Not Victor’s. Not Ethan’s. Older. Leaner. Lines etched deep into his skin, eyes too familiar for coincidence.

My Dad said as he placed a box on the ground, letting out a heavy breath with his hands resting on his hips, studying the lounge and kitchen, "I wanted things to be perfect for you when you moved in." "Thanks, Dad. Soon I will be seeing to myself, and you won't have to spoil me as much." I smiled. "I will always buy anything you want because you're my only daughter." He smiled, "I better get the rest of your things." He walked back out. I noticed that my Dad had brought my bag in as it was laying on top of the box he had just brought in. I took my bag and reached inside for my phone and I saw a text from Spooky and Cris, and there was another text...from Tristan.

moment between Alex and Selanene. "You're going to be an amazing mum again my daughter. You're already doing so well with Selanene and now you have us all to help you," Father said. He squeezed my shoulder in a comforting manner. I hugged him and thanked him for his kind words. He turned to Alex, his best man. " Congratulations Ally boy," he said and held out a hand to Alex. Alex shook him. "Thank you, Eddy. Congratulations to you too. World's best grandpa," he said and they both laughed. I was just smiling like a fool watching everyone I loved getting along so well.

she whispered her name, but it almost came like a moan. The lights in his room were dimmed, but she could still clearly see his large frame and his defined body. He's got a much larger physique than his nephew. All along, Catherine believed that it was one of the factors that contributed to her fear of reaching out to him. But now, on what's currently happening, it felt like she couldn't afford to be scared of him anymore. Her throat ran dry as she watched him pull down his pants, down to his last entry; his boxers. Her eyes widened especially when she saw its now standing proud member. She could already feel it being hard earlier. But she never imagined that it would be that big... and long

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

"During those years when you pretended to be poor, Grandma emptied her retirement savings to support your business! She pitied you for being an orphan. She scrimped and saved so she could give you the best of everything. She treated you like her own child. How could you... Mom simply lowered her eyes and regarded me coldly. "Your father even told you that. Donald was right. He was simply trying to leverage past favors to control us." Her expression turned even colder. "Since you won't choose, I'll choose for you." The henchmen behind her stepped forward. With a single swing of a hammer, Grandma's tombstone shattered. "No!" I threw myself over the grave, clawing at the coffin's seams with my

The dad is not Ronan. "Juicy. Keep me posted."

Maybe not paint the picture for him but not give him a misguiding map either. "My mom is a baker. My dad is a businessman. He's no Zuckerberg, but he's what I would call the perfect guy." "Yeah? How so?" "Well, he... He loves my mom unashamedly. They are so cute together, even when they fight, it's like a game night because it ends well. And he loves to sing, even though he doesn't sound great. That never stops him. He is a brilliant reader and he loves to bond with his children. He and Mom did great and sacrificial things for us while we grew up and he's the reason why I have never given up on love. I don't go about my day expecting to find Prince Charming, but I don't doubt that no prince