Novel & Cerita Single Dad Romance Books

I was going to be ruined again, and I loved it so much, I wanted it. “Oh.. oh…” I moaned, my fists clenching and my knees buckling. I tried to shut my eyes, but he stopped me. “Look at me, Lora. I want to see your face when you come for me.” He groaned, his breath brushing lightly against my skin, causing goosebumps to erupt all over my body. I trembled in his arms, my face contorting in absolute sweetness and my stomach clenching harshly. “I'm so close, daddy.” I whispered as he scratched my walls, increasing his pace and ramming into me until my moans drowned out the sound of cars zooming past the highway outside.

"She is my whole world and my princess. I would definitely do anything for her." Nadia smiled too. "I knew you would make a good father. You had that trait in you since you were young. Maybe it is because you see how a deadbeat father can affect a child." He ground his jaw and looked away. His own father had been irresponsible and absent, gambling and owing money to dangerous people, some of whom included the Salvatore mafia family. "I did not mean to anger you," Nadia apologized. He snorted and took a sip of his drink.

A woman Elena barely remembered. “I don’t know. When Mom died,” Elena said slowly, “Dad changed. He didn’t go wild or disappear. He just got quieter. Like some part of him shut off.” Avonlea didn’t interrupt. “He raised me all on his own. And he did everything right. He never brought another woman home. Never dated. There were no rumors. Not even gossip at his office.” “I know, he’s kind of like a unicorn, right? Single dad, no scandals, no random women in and out of the house. He’s ridiculously handsome and successful. And he’s been single for over a decade. Is he even real?”

, she says, sitting on his desk, and a sad smile flashes on his face. "How will I survive without you near me, baby?", he says, and she cups his face. "Awww, my lovely dad. I know it's hard, but not that much. You know what? Why don't you go on a date with Mariam and spend some quality time together? In that way, you'll miss me less", she suggests, and he squints his eyes at her. "Not a bad idea... But still, four days, isn't it too much", he asks.

"Yes, I did. How I run the company is up to me." My father placed his drink on the table beside him, "Wyatt, son, I love you. But this has to stop. You are well past a ripe age and you need to stop this nonsense of running after young women just because you can." I couldn't say I was surprised by this. My father was the complete opposite of me. The infamous Grayson Grimes, in his prime he had been a ruthless businessman, but always a devoted and caring family man. He had wed my mother when he was only twenty-two, and she was twenty-one. They really had the storybook romance.

My dearest Aurora, If you're reading this, then I've already left. Please don't blame Alexander. This was my decision. This afternoon I was contacted by Marcus Hale. If I gave myself up to you you would leave me alone. I couldn't allow my mistakes to destroy your future. Please don't look for me. Live your life. And if you can... Forgive your father. I love you. —Dad Aurora was getting to the final line of the paper, which was all smeared with tears. "No..." Her voice broke. "No..."

I assumed it was Alex, coming back for something he’d forgotten, maybe to rub salt in the wound. “Forget something?” I mumbled, my voice thick with unshed tears. “No. I just got home.” My head snapped up. It wasn’t Alex. It was his dad. My stepdad. Richard. He was a man who commanded any room he walked into, even when he was just standing there in a suit and tie. He was older than my dad, probably in his late forties, with dark hair shot through with silver at the temples and eyes the color of a stormy sea. He was built like a retired athlete, all broad shoulders and a powerful chest that strained against the fabric of his dress shirt. He was intimidating, imposing, and I’d had a secret, sha

"I've finally got you." I smiled, closing my eyes and cuddling into his chest. I felt a deep, genuine warmth for Silas—he was the man I wanted, the man who loved me. But as I drifted toward sleep in his arms, I thought of Lucas, sitting alone in his room, waiting for my next command. I thought of Cassie, his wife finding out. But all I cared about was I had the love of the father and the soul of the son. I had the power, the passion, and the secrets.

He didn’t find it. “Before I say anything,” he said carefully, “you need to understand that what’s between Eli and me doesn’t take away what he feels for you.” Her stomach tightened, a cold, hollow thing opening up inside her chest. “So there is something.” He didn’t deny it. “Dad,” she whispered, the word cracking on its way out, “how could you?” Damian leaned forward, elbows on the table. “It didn’t start the way you think. It wasn’t planned. It was… gravity. Dangerous. Yes. But controlled.”

“I’ll make room for you.” She gave him one last wink before going out the door to help Maggie find her swimsuit. Wyatt leaned back and put his hands behind his head. Being a single dad had never been the plan. He would never forget Caroline as long as he lived, but he knew that with Lily around, his family would be whole once more.