Single Dad Romance Novels Novels & Stories

She places a chaste kiss on his lips and my stomach turns. Yes they're married. Yes, my father is long gone. But that is still disgusting and it shouldn't happen even behind closed doors! I lean in for her to kiss my cheek. “Goodnight.” I reply. “Fuck me?” He asks after mother had disappeared. “Fuck off.” I repeat sternly. He laughs. “I didn't know you had such intense feelings about outdoor activities.” “You want to kill me.” My voice came out as a whine. He placed the wine glass down,gently,eyes never leaving my face.

“Nothing. Just… an interesting choice.” I looked down at the book, confused. Then my eyes went wide. On the cover was a man with no shirt and big muscles. A woman was pressed close to him. Their lips were touching. The big, bold title read: “Desire’s Embrace.” My face turned red all at once. I had bought… a romance novel.

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.

He looks rougher than I’ve ever seen him. The sharp, polished edges are gone, replaced by a raw, unshaven scruff and shadows under his bloodshot eyes. The refusal to sign the papers in Vegas, the no-show at the hearing—I met his stubbornness with silence. I cut all contact. My father is still a silent figure in a hospital bed. Zayne is awake, trapped in a body that doesn’t obey him, and I owe him my presence. That’s the debt I’m paying.

"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.

“So if I’m dominating, she’ll love me right? She’ll be the mate I’ve wanted my whole life?” “Exactly, son. I can see she’s going to be a bit of a fighter. You just have to make it so she’s not anymore. Force her into being a lover and it will all work out, I promise.” Dad smiled. “I can do that,” I nodded.” I just want her to love me.” “She will. How can she not? You’re the Alpha, Ronan.” -- At first I didn’t think my father’s advice was actually working. If anything, Bowen seemed to hate me when I was mean to her. But on our honeymoon everything changed. I knew we were going to fall in love.

Ronald said. "I'm sure she would appreciate that," Gabriel said before walking out of Ronald's office. Ronald Gidwani was a successful Businessman. He was not the richest in the country but you would surely find him among the top six. He was a single father to his adorable six-year-old daughter, Alessandra. Ronald's father passed away two years ago which leaves him with his Mom, his younger sister Elena, Alessandra, his daughter, and Gabriel his best friend. Being the CEO of a Telecom company is not an easy task but Ronald finds his way around it. Thanks to him for being a hard worker.

There were stacks of books on the shelf, mostly books about the American constitution , his father used to be one of the most sought after lawyers in the country before he decided to quit and start up his own winery. “Two years is a lot of time Raphael, the girls need a mother figure in their lives and you need someone who would love you, someone you would love just as you did our darling Brittany.” His father said calmly, sipping from a whiskey glass. “I am not going to replace Brittany!” Raphael replied, completely disgusted by his father’s insensitivity. He does not understand, none of them do, Brittany was… is the only woman for him, when she died in the car accident his willingness to

Forget everything because I was getting married to someone didn't love. Mom and I talked for a few minutes when my dad walked in, he was wearing a tuxedo. He seemed happy, but his eyes said something else. Both hugged me and assured me I'd be fine. The moment arrived. I was nervous, my palms had turned cold, and I felt liquid dripping down. I nodded when the stepmom to the groom came to ask if everything was okay, her name was Marcela Romero. A classy lady, I failed to believe she had older children. She was still beautiful and well-kept… I also met Erin's husband. Mr. Armando Romero. He was a little scary with a dark, frightening aura from a distance when he was talking to my father. His do

He looks at me again. “You have a girlfriend?!” I gasp. I can’t help but clap my hands as a smile breaks out across my face. “Dad, that’s wonderful! I’d love to meet her. Unless she’s like Catherine and then I’m going to have to take you aside and give you a lecture about your taste in women. My father laughs. “Yeah, I’d let you, too. No, she’s nothing like Catherine. She’s warm. Caring. You’d like her a lot.”