Single Father Novels & Stories

“If Rachel is such a good mother, then why don’t you go be her child’s father?” “Oh! You’re already Aileen’s dad, aren’t you? Back in the forest, you kept calling yourself ‘Daddy Carlson’ like she was your own.” “I told you a thousand times—I’m an Alpha. I’m the father of the whole pack! Aileen lost her father. What’s wrong with me looking after her?” “Are you the last male in Moonshadow Pack?” I used to wonder about it, so I secretly ran paternity tests on Carlson and Aileen—more than once. Every time, the result was the same. They weren’t blood-related.

They sat outside the upstairs balcony watching the stars while sipping fruit juice. "I have always imagined watching the stars with my family but you are the only one who is present, Dad isn't," James said to her with a sad smile. "You should stop worrying about your father when he isn't worried about you nor cared. He is only after chasing fame and making more money, he hadn't been human to you in any way, I don't know why he ended up this way when his parents trained him with all the love he would ever wish for in the world as a child and while he was growing up until he became an adult," Sophia said.

I hid my anger and asked calmly, "Have you not been able to satisfy your wife so far that you think she would come running to her father-in-law for getting fucked?" Aaron's face turned red, a mix of anger and humiliation as he spoke with contempt, "Don’t you feel any shame after seducing your son's wife?" "Aaron, you are crossing the line this time. You can't gather us in the middle of the night to spout such nonsense, he is your father, and you have to respect him no matter what," father scolded Aaron. That's what you have to tolerate for accepting a servant's son as your grandson.

“Okay, you have had enough. You should leave.” “I said quality control.” Her father argues. “My daughter has a reputation and I need to protect it.” “I am a big girl now. I can protect everything on my own.” She pushes him toward the door. Peter grabs her cheek and gives Cassie a kiss on the forehead. “Grow up as much as you can, you’ll always be my little princess.” After her father leaves the kitchen, Cassie turns back to being busy with the chicken wings and fries more of them. Half an hour later, she goes to the living room with a big bowl of caramel popcorn and finds her father with aunt Gilda’s husband. He is a giant man with a kind heart and Cassie’s favorite male neighbor. Her favori

I hope this point of contention will not separate us. My father owns a successful import-export business. He's a pretty big man in this country and he employs a lot of young people in his business. I think it's time I let him know about my relationship with Charles and our intention to get married. He's probably going to find work for Charles. Dad and I are in a good relationship. He pampers me and refuses me nothing. I have only one older brother who studies in the United States. Our mother abandoned home after giving birth to me. Dad has not remarried since. He takes care of us very well and is very present in our life.

And no matter what I do now, it’ll be selfish. Either I break my son’s heart… or I break her own. Dave sat in silence for a while, then finally shrugged. “This isn’t going to help,” he muttered, pouring himself another drink. “But man, situations like this? They remind me why I’m staying single for life. No drama, no commitments; just work, money, and beautiful women.” I gave him a side-eye. “You’re right. That’s not helping at all.”

"I know she'll want to see the world, and I'm the father being left behind alone. What can I do? I'll miss her." "Why did you never get married?" This woman was very curious. "Because I have the terrible habit of getting involved with the wrong people. Usually crazy women or impossible loves, but also because women aren't very interested in single fathers. There's prejudice, the idea that we don't have time available, and time really does need to be divided. The family dynamic involving children is another problem, especially a daughter like Giovanna who can be quite jealous, and the possibility of conflicts with my daughter's mother can be a point of tension

Asher explained. “What the heck? That was many years ago. How do you still remember?”. Anya pouted her lips in disbelief as she asked. “Of course I remembered. After all, you're my one and only little sister”. Asher concluded with a smile. . The Father Of My Twins is an original creation of mine. Warning: No one is allowed to repost/re-publish.

He didn't look like an older man at all; he possessed a powerful physique and a face that seemed to defy the passage of time. "I don't have any siblings, Angie. I'm an only child... my mother died giving birth to me. My father was all I had, but we don't get along because he’s a womanizer. He never keeps his word. He broke his promise to never replace my mother." Mark’s voice echoed in my memory. I recalled those lines from when we were still in the "getting to know each other" stage.

My eyes went to Ryan, who nodded as if he was telling me that I could share anything with him. "You love your father the most?" he asked. I nodded with a mild smile. "He is my hero. Believe me, Ryan, when I say being a single parent is not easy, especially when you can't tell people about your mate or who pregnant you." I mumbled, noticing how his body flinched upon hearing me. His face and eyes show immense guilt.