Single Dad Romance Novels Novels & Stories

Imagining how uncomfortable my father must have been listening to Grace… He’s taken to Grace for the last couple of weeks with the wedding planning and her always being over at their place. “And have your read it?” I ask. He glares at me. “It’s jolly in here…” my brother says walking into the room. He closes the door behind him. My father nods at Damien. Damien takes a seat beside me. “What were you talking about?” Damien asks. “We were just talking about dad’s reverse harem…” I tease. Damien’s head snaps up to our father. “I didn’t know you swing that way…” Damien shivers. My father glares at me. “I don’t fucking swing that way, or any other way. I only swing your mother’s way. My wife and

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.

"Dad, you still keep tabs on my exes?" "Why won't I? They each gave me a reason to spend the rest of my old life in a prison cell for committing murder." Doris collapsed in a fit of laughter. "Fair enough." "So who is Max's father?" "The lawyer built like a Greek God." A smile fleeted across his lips. "Honestly, I really did like him, unlike the other scums of the earth you dated." "Dad, you didn't even meet him." "I know. But still, he was the only responsible guy you've ever been in a relationship with. And you, my love, have been in relationships with some pretty questionable people."

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.

Not in that sick romantic way, just a way that a daughter could only love a father. Not once did he raise his voice at me; he always explained my punishments when I was a child. I wrote my emotions, and it became an extraordinary skill to learn. I took up his passion and began writing my own books. Dad liked the action, adventure, and sci-fi novels while I geared towards romance. The type of romance that doesn't exist in this world. The kind of romance that will never exist to any woman, the kind that makes you sick with longing. My dad believed in love once, and look where it got him? I loved to imagine the perfect man. Doing creative writing exercises was always fun; the perfectly handsome

“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.

“For… all of you. Inside me.” Grant’s hand tightened gently on her leg. Marcus’s foot massage stopped. Cole kissed her forehead. “We have been waiting for you to say that.” “But,” she continued, voice small, “I don’t want to choose one first. I want all my Daddies.” Marcus spoke first—deep, reassuring. “Then we will make it special. Together.” They came up with “Daddy dates.” Individual time with each Daddy—full days or evenings tailored to his personality and their bond.

Dad looked at Roman and I could tell he was holding back. “Anyway, thank you for all coming here. I hope we can do this more often. Femi and I are taking things slow, but he makes me happy.” Roman rolled his eyes again and this time dad couldn’t hold back. He growled at Roman, “disrespect your mother like that again and we will go outside and settle this like men.” Roman sighed, “fine. Whatever.” Dad growled, “no, not whatever. I love your mother and she deserves to be happy. Just because you chose to remain single and miserable, doesn’t mean the rest of us should too.”

And now I felt nauseous. Dad gazed into her eyes, both trapped in the fond nostalgic memories they shared. “The only time I’ve ever let anyone off with owt,” Dad added, his eyes sparkling with adoration. My eyes flicked between Alex, Grayson, Lucas, and Mason, and a whimsical smile stretched my lips. Our story wasn’t like anything written in a romantic novel. Nothing quite as epic. More like a graphic porno that could be found in the fetish section of Lynn’s sex shop, titled ‘Ravished by the Beasts’ or something along those lines.

His words squeeze my heart to the point that they bleed out feelings I never knew I craved before. Feelings to be loved back. ______ Note: Anyone who forgets about Gemma's cousin and neighbors can read Ella's story on 'Stalking The Author'. Jacqueline's book is 'The Billionaire Daddies' where she ends up with Ella's twin brothers. Then there's our sweet Benji, you can read his story with his hot single dad story on 'The Forbidden Lust' Then there's Larry's brothers: You can read Dale on 'Seducing the Single Dad'. Tyler's book 'My CEO, My Temptation'. And the youngest brother Ralph on 'Lusting for Ralph'.