Soul Surfer Dad Novels & Stories

Inilipat ni Elllie ang kanyang timbang sa kaliwa ng bench. Isang pulgada na lang. Oo, ngayon ay mahuhuli na niya ang lahat ng mga salita na sinasabi ng dalawang ina. “I swear to you, Susan, kung kaya ko, ako na mismo ang kukuha ng trabaho bilang yaya na iyon. Si Tyler Hernandez ang pinakaHOT na single dad sa buong paaralan. At saka, mayaman siya." Ang babaeng may pixie-cut at dreamy na mga mata ay parang hihimatayin pa ata.

“It's just the pressure of the final show, it has to be great or I am done in this industry. And on top of everything, I found out about Lexie and my father being together... It's affecting me more than I'd like to admit." Robert's eyes widen in surprise. "That's... unexpected. Together as in…?” “Together as in… together together, I don’t even want to think about it!” I see him thinking for a moment and I bite my lip nervously, then he continues. “You know, they might be a good match for each other. Your father has been lonely for a long time, and Lexie could use someone stable in her life. Someone better than the last asshole you told me she used to date."

he changed the conversation. “Yesterday. I’m in a group chat of other surfers and a bunch of us met up.” “You have incredible form.” “I’ve been surfing since I could walk,” she shrugged. “My mom and dad are weird science nerds who devote their lives to living in the lab but they both love the water.” “It’s the first time you’ve really mentioned your dad. I met him the one time but what he’s really like?” “Quiet and reserved unless he’s had a couple of glasses of wine. Then he’s mom’s personal savior and would fight her battles to the death.”

, he add and Emma felt land slipped down her feet. What?? "Now it's on you. I'll leave everything on you. Also... Before dying I'll tell Skylar and Shane the truth their mom and brother are hiding from them. And the rest you know..", saying he dashes off from there while Emma stood there in disbelief. Is he really my dad? ________

And deep down, I knew I wouldn't have it any other way. Dad's grin widened, matching my own. "Oh, we've got some real doozies," he said, his voice dripping with gleeful anticipation. "There's a particularly nasty piece of work - a televangelist who's been swindling the elderly out of their life savings. Used it all on cocaine and orgies." I couldn't help but laugh. "Classic. Let me guess, he's claiming divine inspiration?" "Naturally," Dad replied with a roll of his eyes. "Says God told him to 'live abundantly'. I'm thinking we'll let him experience an abundance of hellfire."

I turn to see his metallic green eyes staring at me. "Do you want to know my inspiring survival story? My dad, the ultimate superhero, beat, starved, and terrorized me. I was so traumatized that I'd flinch at the mere mention of his name. But then, I had an epiphany – I realized he was just a pathetic excuse for a human being. And voilà! No nightmares, no screaming for Mommy. I'm basically a self-made therapist." He pauses and I don't fail to notice the smile on his face as he says those words.

He also brought up Mark's growing arrogance and disdain for the people around him, as well as that look that he got when he worked out. Dad reminded me that my father Matthew, whom I had really no memory of and that Mark had never met, had been unstable, how he had been in and out of trouble and had finally snapped and killed someone and was currently in a mental institution. Dad had seen a picture of my real father and that Mark could be his twin, he also mentioned how my father had been into the occult, and had been a gifted martial artist, but also had been on medication for some type of mental disorder. He had been off his meds for a month when he had run into trouble in a bar and broken

he said curtly, putting all arguments to rest. The fire crackled on, burning away Ryder's future as a college freshman. "So it's for sure, huh? You're gonna ditch college and be a professional surfer?" "How's that for certainty?" he said as he poured some more gas into the fire. "You're so dramatic, you know that?" I rolled my eyes at him. That got him to smile. "So when are you gonna tell your dad?" "It's not when, but how. No matter what I say, he's just not gonna listen to me, T,"

This cause Yan Yang's hazel eyes, to nearly pop out of their sockets. What? The little boy yesterday and her boss had......... A father and son relationship??

I smiled at the irony. We never talked much, my dad and I. And he was never too supportive of my surfing career. He would rather me work for him to take over the family business, or get my ass into college for a degree. But in his own way, I knew the old man cared for me. He said surfing was a waste of time, but he never once missed my games. I hate to admit it, but I was starting to see Kara's point. The family has to come first.