Sing Johnny Dad Novels & Stories

“You didn't hear my advice to leave the grounds. Instead, you decided to get yourself caught. Why are you here? Why were you watching me? What do you want?” “You don't remember me, do you? I'm Johnny, I am the mate of your daughter Jonnie. Do you remember her, right? She is your daughter from your second mate, but you killed him when he beat you to hell and back. She walked away from me. She didn't say one word to me. One day, I went to work, and when I came home, she was gone. I've been looking for her for years. I came looking for you to see if you knew where she was.”

he says pulling me close toward a hug, I smiled, enjoying being praised and hugged, it makes me feel so much better. "Daddy demon," I say deciding to ask him the question that was in my head. "Yes, princess? It's daddy no need to call me a demon," he says, but he is one. "What's your name?" I ask him, I keep calling him Mr. Demon Daddy in my head. "It's just daddy for you," he says making me whine, no fair.

After all, the higher she stood, the harder she would fall. Once class was over, I rushed home. “Mom. What’s going on? Why is Janice Dad’s illegitimate daughter?” I did not understand. My mom settled me down and brought me a cup of water. “Calm down first, I’ll tell you what happened.” Last night, Janice had returned home with my dad. He admitted it himself that Janice was his illegitimate daughter. When my mom heard Janice’s name, she stayed calm and treated her kindly but quickly had someone run a DNA test.

“No. I believe he’s probably reacting to your voice. Keep talking to him.” My attention slides back to him. “Dad…I came as soon as I heard. I am sorry I wasn’t here when you opened your eyes. But I am not leaving your side, okay? It is us against the world, right? And I can not go against the world if you are not in it. Also, also…I am working hard in my internship and I am confident that I’ll kick ass in college this fall. And did I tell you that I have a new friend? Can you believe that? Me, making friends? Jane did not even know you were my dad in the beginning, and she might have thought you are a bit egotistical, but I changed her mind and she’s totally a member of your fan club now. I

He grinned at me and started munching on the food. "Daddy, why don't I get a nanny too? I want a nanny just like aunt Amanda!!" The little Rapunzel's voice was strong and clear. "Kiddo, I am your nanny...I'm what they call a manny...tough I do have to apologize for not cooking as good as her." He said, while was still chewing on Gina's crispy wings. He picked her up to his lap and gave her the crispy wings which she happily eat out of her dad's hands.

I thought Dad was finally going to grieve for me. I thought he would rush over and hold me tight. Excited, I drifted to his side, wanting to nuzzle his arm like a kitten. But what happened next plunged me right back into an icy abyss. After taking a deep breath, Dad screamed at my corpse with all his might, "You little brat! What kind of sick game are you playing up there? Get down here right now!" My body just swayed gently in the freezing wind, unable to respond.

Unlike earlier, he's now all dressed up. "Babe! Y–You didn't tell me that you're going home a lot earlier today," Alastar shamelessly walked towards her. "And you didn't tell me that you're going to hold a party without me," Catherine uttered sarcastically. "Oh... about that..." Before Alastar could even finish, Gianna went out of the room, now with her button-up shirt and her skirt. "Hi girly! Advance happy birthday, babe." Catherine pretended to be surprised as she just let Gianna kiss her on the cheeks.

“And what about you, Miss Blake? How are you finding life back at home? Surely you spend your time with friends, yes?” Sierra smiled weakly, trying to summon the easy, innocent answers her mother would expect. “I… I spend time here, mostly. With family.” “And who keeps you company most?” the man asked, sipping his wine. The room waited. “Mostly with D……” Sierra froze. The word hung on her tongue, deadly. She caught herself, choking on air. “With… Dad and Mom.” The table chuckled at her stumble, unconcerned. Glasses clinked, conversation rolled on.

Her voice wasn't loud, but it hit like a bomb in my chest. I snapped my head up and shoved him off me. Stared him down, hoping—begging—for something. Anything. But he just looked away, eyes on the floor. Guilty as hell. I pointed at Rainee, my voice shaking. "So it's true? You married her? Then what about me? What about our baby? You're ditching your own kid to play dad to one that doesn't even know who their real father is?"

But when everything I'd sacrificed got thrown back in my face by my own son, when he treated it like something shameful, that was when I realized all my effort had become a joke. "Honey…" Caden swallowed hard, and his eyes filled with anguish. "I'm sorry. This is my fault. I haven't paid enough attention to how you feel. We won't get divorced, okay? Give me a chance. Let me make this up to you." "Daddy, is Mommy leaving us?" Felix finally grasped how serious this was. He ran over crying and wrapped his arms around Caden's leg. "Then who's going to make me food…"