Romance Books With Single Dad Novels & Stories

“Nothing. Just… an interesting choice.” I looked down at the book, confused. Then my eyes went wide. On the cover was a man with no shirt and big muscles. A woman was pressed close to him. Their lips were touching. The big, bold title read: “Desire’s Embrace.” My face turned red all at once. I had bought… a romance novel.

Not in that sick romantic way, just a way that a daughter could only love a father. Not once did he raise his voice at me; he always explained my punishments when I was a child. I wrote my emotions, and it became an extraordinary skill to learn. I took up his passion and began writing my own books. Dad liked the action, adventure, and sci-fi novels while I geared towards romance. The type of romance that doesn't exist in this world. The kind of romance that will never exist to any woman, the kind that makes you sick with longing. My dad believed in love once, and look where it got him? I loved to imagine the perfect man. Doing creative writing exercises was always fun; the perfectly handsome

–Dad Be good. I crumble the note in my fist, jaw tight. That phrase doesn’t mean anything when you're left alone in a five-bedroom house with no one but a ghost of a father and a man who’s always just... watching. Roman Cross. The name tastes dangerous on my tongue even when I’m not saying it out loud. My dad’s best friend. Ex-special forces. Always in black. Eyes like cold steel and a voice that makes waiters stand straighter. He’s been around since I was a kid. Quiet, controlled, impossible to read. The kind of man who doesn’t speak unless it's important—but when he does, everyone listens. Even my dad.

He looked like a man who had been arguing with himself for a long time and had finally stopped. He kissed me harder. His hand gripped the back of my neck, his mouth taking me apart. I grabbed his shoulders and kissed him back with four years of wanting behind it and the sound he made low in his chest went straight through me. "Rafael..." I breathed against his mouth. "We can't..." "Why not?" He asked, his lips moved to my jaw, my throat. I tipped my head back without meaning to and his mouth followed. "Because... because Chloe is my best friend," I stammered. "You're her father and I live here, and-"

he added with a sly wink. "in books, I have read mafia romance. and I feel like I am in one of them," she said, her face laced with worry but relief that her father was getting treated now. He chuckled at her words, amused by her reference to mafia romance novels. "Oh, you've read those, have you?" I teased, my hand still tracing patterns on her thigh.

Romeo POV I had a super long day. After the meeting with my dad, I got a notification from the Eastern packs reporting some rogue attacks. I quickly had my assistant make copies and sent them to Nate to see what we could do about it. The book my dad gave me was there on top of my desk. I was about to read it when Paige entered my office. “Hey babe…” She said, pecking my lips. Just that little affection made my insides churn. I took a deep breath, and she sat on a chair across from me. “Babe, I have been going around with your mom, she is great…” She said, and I nodded.

He didn't tell me. “It’s done, Ruby. Dad’s made the changes. Those businesses are yours and the baby’s now,” he states firmly, determination etched in his features. "If Dad could build his businesses with me while he was a single parent, I can do it. I want to do it myself, not be handed my life and not have to struggle a single day."

“It’s time you left some things in the past. There’s a lot about it you don’t know. You’ll understand when you and Grace have little Rowan’s and little Grace’s running around…” I chuckle… “I can’t imagine another Grace. I’d need earplugs…” My father laughs out. “You tried to convince me to read this book about a reverse harem the other day. What the fuck am I supposed to do with a woman with ten men?” I burst out laughing. Imagining how uncomfortable my father must have been listening to Grace… He’s taken to Grace for the last couple of weeks with the wedding planning and her always being over at their place.

Audrey said when their bout of laughter ended and Maddie sighed, heavily. "But it ain't trival. You know how men can be with matters concerning their ego," Maddie pointed out. "You said it yourself, that Andrew loves you. You think he would really just sit back and let his dad fire you?" Audrey pressed. "Jake Conat loves his son more than anything in this world including his f**king ego. Everyone knows how much he loves his son. You ain't getting fired. Now go sleep on your really comfy looking bed and dream about walking down the aisle with some billionaire," Audrey ended. Maddie chuckled and Audrey echoed her chuckle.