Please Take Me Home, Daddy Novels & Stories

aunty Athena says, she's a meanie too, nu like her no more. "I want to go to daddy," I say, he's the only nice one. "Daddy is busy and don't you dare teleport him in," she says, why is she so mad at me, fine I won't teleport him in, I'll teleport myself over. I closed my eyes putting my focus on me, then imagining daddy, but instead of telling my magic to bring him in, I told my magic to take me over to him. "Yess!" I say proud of myself, I did manage to teleport but now that I'm seeing where I'm, maybe I was better at his room, this looks like the dungeon, Damon and Trent were both here, shirtless, with blood and bruises all over their faces.

compliment from my bestie's dad? He adjusts my neck and pats my bare shoulders. "Now let's take you home". Yes daddy, take me home! Then I fell asleep. Only to be startled awake when I feel my back dropping to the fluffy three seater couch in their tiny living room. "Mr Martinez?" "Sweetheart, you're awake. I'm sorry I woke you" he says as he pats my hair, making me fight to stay back awake. But we are just too close for me to want to lose myself to sleep.

Unable to stay in his presence any longer, I dashed off, towards my daughter's ward. She was still asleep, looking so pale and tired, more tears rolled down my cheeks for my baby girl. I knelt down beside her bed, the tears coming down faster. "I'm so sorry mama, I still don't know how I got myself into this, but I'll get out, okay? I'll do anything so we can go back to how we used to be, I promise.. I promise you, mama…" I said to her amidst tears, not caring that my six foot captor covered the entrance as he leaned against the door, waiting to lead me to my captivity.

Her lips moved as she murmured something indistinguishable. Henry bent over, only to hear her mumble repeatedly, " ... No, it wasn't me. I didn't …" A tear slid down from the corner of her eye and disappeared into the pillow as she pleaded. Henry's heart ached tremendously, and a lump lingered in his throat. He stroked Gabriella's back gently and wiped off the sweat on her forehead. He whispered, "Sleep. I will protect you. I'll make anyone who hurt you pay." "Daddy, I miss you so much. Can't you bring me home … "

I wished he would ask me if I was in pain. He opened the back door of the car. "I'll drive you home now," he said." Nolan's voice cut through the air. "Daddy! Please come with me to Grandma's house. Please. I want you to stay with me." Daddy hesitated for just a second. "I have to take Ziva home first. I'll come right after." Nolan's face crumpled. Tears started. His lip trembled. "But I want you now. Please, Daddy. Please."

"Summer? Summer bay is that you?" "Please come back home daddy I need you." I then drift off to sleep after that. I know it's almost over.

Taylor's P.O.V I can't believe that dumb motherfucker came back, demanding that I must dance with him. UGH! I mean I thought that after he ended up with a broken nose the first time he'd keep his distance but no, and I couldn't just stand there and let him fondle me like my body is free for all to touch. I had to teach him a lesson, a little painful lesson. I just sit smirking at my well deserved accomplishment zoning out Mave whos talking about some dude he spotted earlier....he is such a whore.

Damien’s hand in hers—steady, present, chosen. And the simple truth that once felt impossible: She was safe. She was loved. And she was home. THE END

His hand was still limp in my hand, so I had to guide it, running it over the skin, moving upwards, pushing against the barrier of the wireless bra I was wearing. He takes a sharp breath as he grazed the under of my boobs. I whisper into his ear; “I’m yours daddy, take me.”

Grinning, Kelly expressed her thanks. “Take a seat, Mommy.” She looked behind me. “Daddy. Where’s Daddy?” “He will be here in a minute.” After he answered his phone call. If he did remember I was still waiting for him. Changing the topic, I raised a question, “Have you eaten?” “I am done, Mommy. Grandpa helped me. He took care of me. He said I should eat lots and lots of fruits and vegetables for me to become healthy.” I looked at Arnold. “Thank you so much, Daddy.”