Single Dad Romance Books Novels & Stories

Easy. “I understand that,” he said. “I’m taking Lucas home. He’s been very excited.” “Are you visiting family?” I asked. “My parents live nearby,” he said. “And home is… well. Home.” Something in his tone shifted, not sad, exactly, but careful. Like he was choosing each word deliberately. “And you?” he asked. “Any big holiday plans?” “No,” I said quickly. Too quickly. I softened it. “Just me. Walking. Eating. Existing without answering questions.”

The house was too quiet. Sierra sat cross legged on the couch, flipping through a book she wasn’t reading. The words blurred, her thoughts circling like restless birds. She could feel him somewhere in the house her stepfather, Damien Steele like a current humming under her skin. He had that effect on her now, and she hated it as much as she craved it.

I remember the nights filled with blood, money, and laughter—until love made him weak. Until he left me to fight alone. The corridors smell of leather and power, yet something feels off—too clean, too lawful. “Your father must be doing well,” I remark. Chad smiles proudly. “He’s a businessman now. He turned the company around after Mom passed away.” Ah. After Mom passed away. The way his tone dips makes me realize that wound never healed. “I see,” I reply softly. “He always had a way with reinvention.” We stop outside a large office door. The gold-plated name reads Kael Woods, CEO.

Hi, lovelies! 🥰 I’m so excited to share my new book with you. I know it’s a shame it’s straight romance, but I’m sure some of you are into MF erotica. Hihi. I promise double—or even triple—updates today if you add my new book to your library.😍 Title: Make Me Moan, Daddy BLURB "Take off your panties, princess. I want to see the pussy that’s been soaking the sheets and moaning my name in her sleep every night, while wearing my son’s ring.”

I gaped. He shrugged. "For the record, I have read forty eight laws of powers. And other non fiction books. I got tired, picked up a romance book while I was in Manhattan and it turned out pretty okay. Some of the characters are jerks, the women are bird brained, but at least they love each other." "That is so sweet and terrifying at the same time," I cooed, giving him a hug. I nuzzled my face deeper into his chest, loving his after shower smell.

“Excuse me? Of course he's too old for me, I don't want him. What are you even talking about? Look, Brittany, I'm too tired for this conversation.” I tried to play it off, to end it, so it won't reach ears it shouldn't reach. My father can't know, he can't find out. He can't even imagine such a thing. But in other news, her advice is crazy, so rich coming from her. She literally married my dad. Their age gap is even worse. If I didn't see and witness how shy and nervous she gets around him and how madly in love dad was with her, I would've sworn she's just a gold digger, but she genuinely doesn't seem to care about his money, which is a first.

“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,

Just a raw, terrifying honesty. "I’m attracted to you," he said, the words falling between us like a physical weight. He didn't blink. He didn't hesitate. "I have been since the moment I got here. And I know damn well you feel the exact same way about me." A cold, heavy armor dropped over my features, the defense mechanism I had spent a lifetime perfecting. "That is enough, Olise," I commanded, my voice dropping into a low, dangerous register. "You are speaking absolute nonsense. I am a grown man. I am your host. And most importantly, I am married to your mother."

dad said excitedly. Yeah let's go meet my dad's wife. Man my father is like a kid who just got candy from his nana. It's good to see dad like this it's been nearly 5 years now. Dad said I should go inside because he wants to get our things from the car. Just as I was about to knock a fucking goddess open the door like man she's got beautiful tanned skin,beautiful blue eyes you could drown in,small nose and full kissable lips. I didn't even realise I was staring nope scratch that admiring this goddess before me until she cleared her throat.

I didn’t think it was possible for someone to be this important to you, for you to love someone else even more than you love yourself. “I was told the conference will be in a few days,” his voice pulls me from my train of thoughts. He has picked up the book he must have been reading before I interrupted his rare free day. I stared at the title, my brows pulling together in confusion. I couldn’t understand why the hell my father is reading a romance novel. I’m quite sure I don’t want to hear the answer because it means I can’t unhear it, and something tells me, I would want to unhear it.