Single Dad Novels & Stories

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??

“To us, it is a blessing from the moon goddess. She is blessing the union of our wolves. She wants them to be together.” His eyes widen. “Your mated to my hero?” He jumps around with joy. “Brandon, I can’t accept him.” “Why not?” he asks, crossing his arms and stomping his foot. “Everyone else has one. Finley’s dad taught him how to pee standing up. Charlie’s dad takes him fishing. Evan’s dad taught him to ride a bike. Why can’t I have a daddy?” He cries. I never realized how much it affects him not having a father. All those moments they should have shared. “Your daddy died, baby.” I told him. “I try my best.” He threw his arms around me. “I love you, mommy, you are the best. But can I have

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.

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.

I question, because the way he made it sound is that he always spends time with his wife and kid and all family man, but now they saying that he is a workaholic. "Yeah, no he never really spent time with them, he was always trying to find ways to find you and your father, always obsessing over making you the Don and taking down your father, but now that you're here it's like he has calmed down a lot" Grandma sadly states as she plays with my hair. "Wow didn't think Mr. I am a family, man lied about always love spending all the time with them, but oh well, can't blame a workaholic when it comes to working" I say dismissing the topic.

Dad started to cry and fell down on his knees. "I am your father, my daughter. You don't want your father to die. I know you love me so much." dad pleaded, and tears started to fell from my eyes because that's true. I love my dad so much that I can do anything for him. My mom died after giving birth to me, and since then, my father is the one who raised me alone but still, what he is asking from me is not right. He wants me to please the famous billionaire businessman, namely, Easton Lemiere, with my body. He is known as the most arrogant and influential person who can ruin anyone's life with a snap of his fingers. "Dad, I will help." I said after placing a heavy brick on my heart," but East

Aaron complimented. “Please, you don't have to lie. Daddy never liked that I wasn't interested in the family's business." Maya huffed, her voice tinged with sadness. Aaron wanted to correct the young lady that her father was, in fact, very happy that she chose her own path and wouldn't stop telling anyone who cared to listen that his daughter was smart, but he held his tongue. He hoped that a different day and a better time would surface for that. “Ah, I should go.” The man said, rocking his heels as he stared at his watch.