Spell Papa Novels & Stories

Panic surged through Jewel's veins as she stammered, "Mr Thompson, I... I don't have the money just yet. I promise I'll pay you as soon as I can. Please, just give me a little more time." Mr Thompson's grin widened, revealing his yellowed teeth. His eyes roamed over Jewel's trembling figure, and a wicked gleam danced within them. He leaned in closer, invading her personal space with a predatory aura. His voice lowered to a menacing whisper. "Well, Jewel, my dear, perhaps we can work something out. I am very sure we can come to an agreement that benefits both of us." Jewel's heart sank as his words dripped with an unmistakable suggestion. The realization of his intentions hit her like a slap

But he is. But now I hate calling him that. I would have freely called him that in front of the children, but not anymore. He doesn't deserve to be called their father. "He is under a spell. I sense a dark spell in him, he is not himself mommy. Somebody must have done something to him." "A spell?" Dianne nodded. "Mommy, don't give up on Daddy. I recognize any type of spell if I see one. Daddy is under a spell and he is going to continue like this if you don't take it out of him soon."

Peter answered without using the technique. His dad sighed, “Stand up, young man,” “What? If I don’t obey, what are you going to do? Beat the life out of me? Or break my bones? I’m not afraid of you, old man,” Peter harrumphed and picked up another fruit. “I know. I’m not here as a warlock, a wiz king or a man with great authority. I’m here so we can talk things out as father and son!” Vellio calmly responded.

"I'll send you a cute picture of your late husband soon." "My late what... Cicero!" "Ci," Papa calls, but his son flashes us a cocky grin and walks away. Papa shakes his head, pushing his breakfast down his throat while staring pitifully at me. The thing is, Papa doesn't have to say a word to me. We both know that he's as bad as his son.

I immediately oblige I trust him more than anyone in this world and the look on his face tells me this strangeness I have been feeling is not misplaced. He waves his hands over me closing his eyes and muttering ancient words over and over, a strange tingling feeling runs through my body like an electricity as his spell works over me, when the electricity reaches my head I can’t help the scream that escapes my mouth, it is absolute agony and just as quickly it’s gone. Papa crouches down before me his eyes aflame with anger “Someone has been in your head there’s a barrier there wrapped around many of your memories” his eyes glance up to the portrait again “I would bet all of your memories of A

Papa praise me again making me smile, I was his good girl indeed. After I was done eating and I took my nap, I soon found out, I could move as well, I can roll all over papa's bed, I can walk out of the room, but I only wanted to stay next to him and with him, and he did allow me to do so, I soon became Lucifer's, that's papa's name favourite in the whole world, well in hell. "My lord, the little brat is causing troubles again," one of his demons whines, I hissed at him meanie, they act just like babies, I didn't do anything.

Papa said sighing sadly. “I have listened to every song of yours. I have the whole collection of it. I have read the messages your fans post for you. Whenever I listened those songs I used to feel disappointed that I stopped you from achieving your dream. I used to think that girl as you but I never knew that was actually you. But When I see all this I feel that I made the wrong decision. But hearing the truth, I am so happy for you my little princess. ” Papa continued. His eyes were filled with tears. I can’t see my strong papa so vulnerable. I hate to see tears in his eyes.

Call me daddy Chapter 8 You don’t look too happy to see me Nora , I thought that you were going to smile and show me all your excitement or at least get naked in front of me like you did the last time” my uncle told me as he smiled . This was the first time since the whole stuff that I have genuinely seen him smile . He never smiled at me after that confession and seems to be getting mad at me but seeing him smile at me brings so much joy to my heart .

“—and I’ll rip your tongue out. You don’t disrespect her mama like that.” Papa suddenly gulped, taking the few remaining steps to scamper out of the kitchen. Gabriel glared after him, shaking his head in disgust. “Piece of shit. And you want to take that back with you to Spain?” Gabriel spat, eyes trained on me. “Papa’s sick. He…he just needs some time, and he’ll see the error of his ways.” Gabriel looked at me as if he didn’t quite believe what I was saying. “You’ll see,” I said stubbornly. “I can change him.”

Generally, Papa is a cool dude, but he turns into HULK if anyone even raises his or her voice on Maa, including his children. . “Don’t worry about that, doll. You are stressing yourself without any important reason.”, He said, cupping her cheeks. . “But..” . “If it were you there at Ella’s place, then would you have expected me to sit back at home doing nothing?”, He asked, shutting Maa’s mouth. “Don’t be our son’s weakness.”, She just nodded in an understanding way and then slapped on his hand for starting his romance in front of me. I want to have the same relation with Ella. I want to grow old with her and love her in the same way, just like my father does to my mother.