Single Dad Novels & Stories

As we walked into another part of the house, he walked towards a seat and we both sat down, "Okay...let me tell you about me now. I left my dad because of his stupid habits of taking women and all that then after my mom died on the day they divorced. I was so heartbroken that at an early age, I had to pack my bags and leave. It's more like I lost contact with him and he never cared too." My ears itched and my face fell low, as I heard the words from his mouth. " I'm sorry about that, so why are you here?' I asked crossing my arms and adjusting my top. "I'm here just to create some bonding, I mean I don't even really know what I'm here for but whatever I'm here for should be of good not evil,

The complexities of balancing personal and professional aspects of their lives lingered in the room, leaving them both with a shared understanding that the path to a more open relationship required careful consideration and patience. *********************** Jayden sat in his office, the dim light casting a contemplative atmosphere around him. His mind was occupied with the weight of a business deal, one that seemed elusive without the support of a powerful ally. The person who held the key to this particular venture was none other than his father, Bryan.

This cause Yan Yang's hazel eyes, to nearly pop out of their sockets. What? The little boy yesterday and her boss had......... A father and son relationship??

He smiled listening to my whine. "I dreamed of the day that you will join the company willingly and tomorrow my dream is going to come true. I'm so proud of you. If your mom was present here today she must have been so proud of you too. Well, I know she is. All people who love you are looking down on you from heaven wishing for better things for you" dad said while patting my cheek lightly as I smiled back at him. I nodded my head in understanding. He looked at me lovely while making my heart swell with the love he has for me. Dad was the only person in my life who understood me the most.

She couldn’t even imagine him in a serious relationship, much less marriage. “I’m too young for that, Mom,” Kent answered, sounding annoyed as he took a sip of his vodka. “Too young? For Christ’s sake, son!” Their mother gasped, clearly exasperated. “You’re turning thirty in a few months. Men should settle down at that age.” “I’m enjoying my bachelor life,” he replied with a smirk. “Until when, son?” Their father finally spoke, his tone flat. “Until I find someone who can take my breath away. Unfortunately, I haven’t found her yet,” Kent said, then turned to look at Kai. “How about this beautiful lady beside me? She might end up getting married before I do.”

Boys at school definitely pay attention, but other than that I would say I’m pretty ordinary. Well, ordinary except for one thing: my father. I could feel the pressure in the room, listening as my dad began anxiously tapping his foot against the wood floor. I dropped my pencil and turned in my office chair to face him. What did he want this time? “Good baby. Now you’re paying attention.” Without missing a beat he stood up and began undressing. He pulled off his shirt, rather quickly for a man of his size. 47 years old, 5’11, 220lbs; and unlike other fathers, my dad wasn’t fat. He was fit and lean. The grey hairs on his head came from experience, not stress. The smile lines on his face, rathe

HIS TURMOILS AND PAST **KHALIDS'POV** "yeah boy, you know dad won't be around today, right. So it's just going to be both of us at home, you and I, alone. You know how much I have been looking after you, right. Dad would be travelling abroad for a trip, and it's going to be just you and I. I have to keep reminding you, because I know sometimes you are a big whole of douche bag.

Am a billionaire son of a billionaire. I run my family business and my business alone. Frustrating but what do I expect? Am the only son and I got three sisters. My dad is retired. He wants to spend a lot of quality time with mum. Talking about eternal love, The man's weakness is my mum. He listens to every damn thing my mum tells him.

Fragile. In their eyes—especially Dad’s—I need to be handled with care. Cracked porcelain is easier to break, after all. I paused outside the door of the Commander’s office. On the other side was the only parent I had left—a man descended from a hero of ages past, a figure of wealth and authority and privilege, where the mere mention of his name could break or build fortunes. But he was also a husband who had lost his wife too soon, a father who had to raise four children by himself and wonder each day whether he was doing it right or not.

"You should get used to him baby doll. He is going to be your father-in-law and he's one of the best men I know. You know I only choose the best for you." "But Dad, you chose his son for me." I point out the obvious. "Of course I did silly girl. What I'm trying to tell you is that a good man will raise a good man. That's all." "Alright Dad. When do I get ready?" "I'm sure Anthony will text you the details." "But he doesn't have my number." "He's highly resourceful and influential. I'd be surprised if he didn't already have your number." That sounds wrong on so many levels, but I let it be.