Single Dad Novels & Stories

“It’s not just that I don’t want kids. It’s that I’m terrified. I never told you about my dad.” Beth sat beside him, her own heart aching. “Tell me.” He spoke in halting sentences. His father, he revealed, had been distant. Not cruel, but absent—a shadow that haunted Mel’s childhood. Every memory was colored by longing for something he never received: attention, affection, a sense of safety. Mel’s mother had tried to fill the gaps, but Mel grew up learning to rely on himself, teaching himself not to need anyone too much. “I don’t know how to be a father, Beth,” he said, voice barely above a whisper. “I’m afraid I’ll mess it up. That I’ll leave you and the baby the way he left us.”

My throat had gone dry, my legs had turned to jelly. Oh gosh, I dreamed of getting married one day, but not like this “Careful sweetie,” my dad said while guiding me up the stairs I just noticed. I slowly and carefully climbed the few stairs leading up. Inhaling and exhaling. The music stopped and we stopped walking. I guessed we arrived

While I stood there uncertain, his cold voice suddenly fell on my ears. "Keep pretending. Charlotte, I watched you grow up. I know exactly what you're thinking. I do spoil you, but we'll never be together!" I never understood why he couldn't love me. Was it because he was my father's friend? Because he was 20 years older than me? Or were those just flimsy excuses so he could have both of us at once?

"You spent a lot of time on the phone, is something wrong?" "No, it is nothing serious" Turning to Amanda and I he continued, "Alright girls need to get some rest, good night" "Goodnight mom, goodnight Dad" Amanda and I said in unison. Kissing us lightly on our forehead he left to his room holding my mom's hand. Watching as they left I can't help but admire their love. My dad is an amazing husband, father and CEO. He inherited the Shawn Enterprise from his father which is worth multi-million dollars in the stock market. He knows how to balance work and family very well leaving no gap.

That dude is horrible and irritating. " Yeah." Dad replied, taking a mouthful of his salad. " You said something about me not falling in love with him. What prompted you to say that?" " Nothing, just being a good dad. Aiden has a good spirit which makes women fall in love with him. Reasons why he's single." " Why are you telling me all this?" " Nothing, just felt like sharing useful information." Dad smirked and I rolled my eyes. " That wasn't useful anyways. I'm not interested in him. " I said and rolled my eyes.

“That’s easy. I live with both of my parents. We have a little house on the edge of the city. Near the woods so it’s easy to go for a run whenever I want. My mother is in real estate and my dad works for I guess the city. It’s complicated because there are so many packs in this city. Four to be exact. But he works on our pack’s side of the city. Doing maintenance and all that sort of stuff.” “There’s nothing wrong with that. I think that’s pretty honorable work.” I said. “It is. My dad’s great. You’d love him.” He said. “I can’t wait to meet him. Would I love your mom? Or is she overly protective of her son?” I asked. “No. She isn’t. I am an only child, but they’ve never been helicopter pare

“You’ve never met her before and you might not really like.” “I will accept her, dad,” I reassured him. “She is the woman you are in love with, isn’t she? That’s all that matters.” My dad, Caleb Connor, is a rich businessman. He had several investments, yielding returns and making him a billionaire. Even at fifty-one, I was all he had. My mother died right after I was born and I was raised by my dad. I had nannies growing up but it was nothing compared to having a mother. My dad refused to remarry as he didn’t want me to be maltreated by a step-mom. I supported the move during my teenage days but the moment I became emotionally mature, I got to find out how difficult it had been for my dad,

Seeing that I had got my Bachelor Degree in Business Administration, with a major in entrepreneurship and a minor in marketing at UC Berkeley at the age of twenty––two and I was his only son–he passed down the business to me in hopes that I can maintain the profits and keep the business upright. My dad, Kyler Jacob is now a widower and he has been that way for fifteen years. He said that no woman could ever replace my mom so that's why he never got remarried and this a good thing for me as I don't want anyone to take advantage of my dad and his money.

I didn't understand anything about him Me: Mom, how Dad left us, I'm not following you Mom: (weeps)😖😭😭your father had an accident, he didn't survive, he died immediately What she was saying didn't sound in my head, my father? She's joking I think Me: Mom stops joking, I had dad on the phone not long ago, he told me that he loves me and that he is proud of me and that he loves you too. So what you say makes no sense

I started, my voice low, “it was just me and me alone. I would struggle through it all by myself. Calling the doctors, watching the monitors, sitting there praying he’d pull through. No one else was there. It was just me.” Elena’s eyes softened. She reached across the table and touched my hand lightly. “It’s okay if you don’t want to talk about it.” “No, no,” I said quickly, shaking my head. “I want to talk about it. Really.” I took a deep breath and continued. “Dad may not be the perfect father. He’s harsh most of the time. He lacks emotion. Not to forget he is very strict and completely business-oriented, not family-oriented at all. But… he sure does love his only son. That’s me.”