Poems About Daddy Issues Novels & Stories

After I discovered that my husband, Leonardo Marchetti, could not let go of his first love, I started teaching our daughter Sofia to call him "Uncle Leonardo." Sofia sprained her ankle at school. In the middle of the night, Leonardo got a phone call. Valentina was crying on the other end. Her daughter Lily had a nightmare and would not stop screaming for a father. Leonardo left without saying a word. I pressed an ice pack against Sofia's swollen ankle and whispered, "Say 'goodbye, Uncle Leonardo.'" Leonardo promised to come to Sofia's school sports day. Then Valentina called, sobbing that Lily had no father to run the three legged race with him. Leonardo walked out without a second thought. I just handed the phone to Sofia and told her to tell her teacher, "Uncle Leonardo says he cannot make it." Every time, Sofia hesitated. Sofia did not understand why I was making her do this. Until one day, Leonardo finally realized how much he had failed us. He put down all his mob business for Sofia's piano recital and swore he would not miss it. Sofia was backstage with the other children. Then Leonardo's phone buzzed. Valentina. I could not hear what she said, but I could guess. Lily was crying. Lily needed him. Lily did not have a father. Leonardo came back. But before Leonardo could begin his excuse, Sofia's voice came from the stage. "It is okay, Uncle Leonardo. You go take care of your other kid. Mom staying here to watch me is enough."

I was never a mother. Never been in love. Never even kissed a man. But the day two children called me "Mummy," My world turned upside down. Ethan Stark, a cold, powerful, and ruthless billionaire, believed I abandoned our kids and forced me into a loveless marriage with him. All I have are my words... and no proof of my innocence. How can I explain to him I don't know what he was talking about when there is a picture that says otherwise and my striking resemblance with the kids?

"Take off your panties, princess. I want to see the pussy that’s been soaking the sheets and moaning my name in her sleep every night, while wearing my son’s ring.” "Yes, daddy." * Reina thought marriage meant love. But for two long, aching years, all it gave her was cold nights and a husband who never touched her. She was starving. And Domenico Gravano—her devil father-in-law—was the only man who ever made her feel full. He’s twice her age. Deadly. Filthy rich, and built like a god. The kind of man who doesn’t ask. He takes. And when he sees the way she shivers under his stare, he doesn’t hesitate. He gives her everything she's always wanted. It’s forbidden. It's filthy. And it’s about to become her obsession. But Domenico doesn’t do soft. He doesn’t do love. He does control. He does power. He does ownership. And Reina? She’s about to find out what happens when a Gravano decides to make you moan… and never stop. He’s her father-in-law. He’s her first real pleasure. He’s the man who will destroy them both… just to keep her.

“You’re mine, June.” “I’m not yours, Mr. Macaulay.” “You’re mine. Mine alone. Every inch of you belongs to me. I will not have another man touch you, ever,” he growls through gritted teeth. “I’m not yours. Not until you claim me,” I fire back. “Until then, I’m just a woman who warms your bed… just like I’ll warm other men’s beds too.” His pupils dilate as his grip tightens around my arm. “Do not test me, June,” he says, voice low and deadly. “I swear on my life, any man who so much as lays a hand on you… I’ll rip his fingers off and feed them to my dogs.” _________________ June Fontaine had always loved her boyfriend too deeply, giving him her heart even when it tore her apart. For three years, she lived in the shadow of his ex, a relationship that slowly swallowed her. Until one night changed everything, and she broke up with him. Fueled by heartbreak and the bitter sight of her ex moving on like she never mattered, June made a dangerous, impulsive choice that threw her into the arms of a stranger she could not forget—even after she ran from him. Two weeks later, she saw the stranger again—now richer and more powerful than she could have imagined. In a city like Las Vegas, men like him do not chase. They own. And he wants her. Obsession becomes possession. Desire becomes dangerous. He cannot let her go. She cannot stay away. While he falls for her in a way that feels almost forbidden, he holds back, haunted by a past that refuses to let him claim her. But she refuses to be hidden. She refuses to be just another secret in a powerful man’s world.

Trixie is wild and takes after her biker father. When she loses her position at her apprenticeship, she works in a club. As she dances her way to earn money, her boss asks her to do a private dance for a customer. After a lot of refusing, Trixie agrees. With the mask on, she dances for him, and after a passionate kiss and a little more, Trixie is left on the edge craving more. Not just more, but him.She leaves to visit her parents. Sitting by the pool, her dads shocked glare at her has her worried as he spots the tattoo. Her dad points it out to his best friend, Damon. Only a sickening look crosses Damon's face. Trixie soon finds out, the man who brought her pleasure just days before is the man she has always called Uncle, her fathers best friend, nearly twenty years older than her.As they start a secret affair that is meant to just be fun., someone falls in love. Unfortunately, that love puts Trixie in a difficult situation when her past shows up at her parents and uses every weakness she has. Will her dad find out about her affair with Damon? Will Damon and her dad find out the truth about the person from her past, and just how will they solve it?WARNINGS: This book contains scenes of BDSM, including but not limited to. Dominance, submission, bondage, edge play, and more. This book also includes Daddy kink. (Trixie calls Damon Daddy.) This book also contains scenes of abuse. The book also features scenes of rape. However, these scenes are blacked out and do not go into great detail.Ultimately, this book is smut, so most chapters will have some sexual references or sexual play.

I stood between both of them masking my son from his gorgeous daddy but my stubborn son cocked his head and gave his dad a very beautiful sunburnt smile. I couldn't help but chuckle my baby is too cute. "Mommy, is this Daddy?" Oh my God! I looked behind us at Jale who was only a few steps away from us. I bet he clearly heard what my son had just asked me. The was he was looking at me with curiousty, I knew he wanted an answer to that question too. Who am I even kidding from his viking gold hair, brown chocolate eyes, his fair skin, to proud attitude. Everything he was was the same thing my boy was. Chase was a true young version of his daddy but I would never let him know that. I crouched down in front of my angel and kissed his forehead before answering his question. My eyes shot up at Jale again who pretended like he was looking at something on his phone yet his phone's screen was blank then. After making sure he had his attention to us, I cupped my baby's cheeks and made him look into my eyes. "No honey, this man is not your daddy but uncle. He is uncle Jale." I could see Jale's face fall from the sides of my face. Suck a jerk! What did he expect that I was going to say Chase is his son. That is something I would never do in my life. I would never let Jale into my son's life. I will never let him know he is my baby's daddy because he doesn't deserve my little boy at all. He doesn't deserve us after all the horrible things he did to me five years ago.

⚠️ CONTENT WARNINGS: Explicit sexual content. Taboo and forbidden relationships. Stepfather/stepdaughter. Stepbrother/stepsister. Father-in-law. Age gap. Dubious consent. Possessive and controlling men. Stalking. Dark obsession. Power imbalance. Boss/employee. Mafia. Enemies. Jealousy. Degradation. Praise kink. Rough sex. Multiple partners. Cheating (not between main characters). Morally grey everything. This is not for good girls. Good girls don't read this. Good girls don't wonder what it would feel like to get caught, pinned, owned. Good girls don't lie awake thinking about the man they're not supposed to want — the stepfather who looks at them like a problem he's decided to solve, the stepbrother who knows exactly what he's doing, the boss who makes the air thin every time he walks into the room. If you're a good girl, close this now. Still here? Good. Make Me Scream, Daddy is a collection of filthy, unhinged, no-apology erotica for the woman who wants it wrong, wants it rough, and wants it with a man who has absolutely no business giving it to her. These are short stories, not slow burns. There is no waiting. There is no fade to black. There is only the moment things tip over the edge — and then everything that comes after. Stepdads who stop pretending. Stepbrothers who don't. Dangerous men who decided you were theirs before you even knew their name. Bosses who ruin the professional relationship on purpose. Stalkers who make you feel seen in ways that should terrify you and don't. These men are not good for you. That's the point. 100 chapters. Zero remorse. Read alone. Or with your little Rose.

“Alina, you will get late for school again” I heard Dad banging on my door. “Last 10 min” I mumble, but my eyes widen. I was with Uncle Harrison. Did Dad find us? “Alina…” I opened my eyes, I was in my room and Harrison was looking at me with a warm smile wearing his signature suit. “I am taking a bath” I yelled. “Come fast, your breakfast is ready,” Dad said before leaving. “Good morning” Uncle Harrison came to bed cupping my face he kissed me. “Good morning” I whispered on his lips. “When did you bring me here,” I asked. “You were sleeping,” He said, scooping me in his arms and entering my bathroom. “This hide and seek is terrible” I sighed. “But it's fun” He chuckled. Author Note... Hello dear Readers, Meet Alina and her family. The story of love, care, romance and lots of suspense..

His eyes burned, his voice dripping low but sharper than a knife. “I will do whatever, whatever it takes, Leylla. And if I fail, I would rather take my own life than see you become my stepmother!” She squared her shoulders, then let out a devilish, cold smirk. Her voice dripped raw, devoid of any warmth. “If that happens, Vincent, I will gladly descend your casket into the base of your grave with my own hands.” _____________________________________________________________________ He was her greatest love, one that she had held on to as if it were her own precious life. But he took it all for granted, used her, and when he was done, he dumped her for her only friend. Shattered and confused, Leylla bumped into a strange, breathtaking sugar daddy. He gave her an offer that she couldn't resist: a one-night stand. But the morning after, she discovered that the man she had slept with was none other than her ex's father and the senior surgeon at the hospital. And because fate always has a wicked way of exposing the truth, their affair comes to light, and a scandal explodes. Now, her ex would rather die than see her become his stepmother, while his father is willing to lose everything for her. A love once sweet,turned sour. Two lovers, turned into mortal rivals. Sweet promises, turned into dangerous, life-threatening threats. And threats? They are starting to turn real, one by one. And finally, death???

“Mmhnn—fuck yes, Daddy!” I screamed, my married cunt squirting hard around Kael’s massive, veined cock like a desperate breeding slut. Handcuffed tight to his bed, legs spread obscenely and roped to the ceiling, I was his dripping, helpless fuckdoll. My father-in-law’s thick monster stretched my pussy ruined and gaping, pounding balls-deep while my pathetic husband never could—making me cream and gush everywhere like the cheating whore I truly am. I didn’t mean for it… but I fucking begged Daddy to destroy my tight little cunt. ---- One month married and my worthless beta cuck can’t even get hard enough to touch me. Leaves me soaked, neglected, and finger-fucking myself every night. Kael—older, hung like a bull, and brutally merciless—claimed what his weak son never deserved. Now I’m addicted to his raw, dominant cock owning and ruining my married pussy. He knows every filthy secret my husband hides… and he’s taking it all—especially me. I didn’t just cheat. This is what I always wanted: to be stretched, broken, filled, and completely destroyed by a real man while my pathetic cuck husband loses everything. Come hate me while my cunt drips for Daddy.