Spell Papa Novels & Stories

she shrugs, “but he loves his and it’s all not that bad.” Melody smiled as he put a plate of pasta in front of her, “thank you Caspian, it smells great.” He nodded, “Papa, you can call me Papa.” She shook her head, “no, I’m not your grandchild, I am your friend and as one I need to call you Caspian, plus it’s a beautiful name for a beautiful soul.” He looked at me and smiled, “she is going to be a fierce Luna, you lucked out as I did Domino.”

"The one keeping Raphael. For now. Forever. If you want to mend your relationship with him, I suggest you actually listen." "And your name, young lady?" Papa asked, a smile on his face. "Nia Markham." Papa stuck out his hand. "Lovely to meet you, Nia. I'm Angelo. But you can call me Papa." "Angelo!" Momma said. Papa looked at her, one silvered brow raised. Momma muttered to herself. Rolled her eyes. "Hello, Nia. I'm Maria, but you will call me Momma if you are keeping my son."

His face twists in extreme anger, “My Papa is not a vegetable you can just buy off the market.” I nod, “I agree! He’s worth less than a vegetable. But probably worth a tissue, to wipe dirt with.” “You slot!” “Slot?” I interrupt. “That’s a name your father inherited from your grandpa, and now they are passing it down to you, then you’ll pass it down to your son.” “Fucking bitch I will kill…”

I asked him . "Papa will come the day after tomorrow. I am missing the old man yaar. " he said. I smiled. His father is Shekhar Singh. I call him Bade Papa from the time I started to speak. Shaurya is very attached to him. He can do anything for his Papa and the same goes to Bade papa as well. He is the most easy going person with whom you can share anything and everything. He has the best suggestion for you in every situation.

Alora chirped playfully. Jennifer's heart raced, and her eyes widened in shock upon hearing her daughter’s words. "Who is Daddy? Haven't I told you that Daddy has passed away and only Papa Richard should be called Papa because he is Mummy's friend? Don't call another man Daddy, darling, or you'll be scolded, and Mummy will be embarrassed," Elena—wait, Jennifer—said.

"I also heard about your issues about Julie." "Oh, about that," I explained, "it was only a mistake. Let us just assume that what I felt for her earlier was some sort of sisterly love. Leap of blood, that is," I added with a smile, "And also thank you for your time. I am glad to know you, Papa." He smiled and stood to hug me, "I love you, son." Ciara's POV I'm relieved that Shan and his Papa are doing well now. Papa Phillip is the only one he will call because he refers to John as his dad, therefore it has already been taken.

"Mommy, don't you remember me? I'm Spike." "Spike?" Mable thought the name matched her daughter Lemon's name quite well. Spike, full of hope, looked at his mother. His eyes were brimming with tears. "Mommy, do you remember now?" Mable shook her head and patiently said, "Spike, I really am not your mommy; you've got the wrong person." Spike stared at his mother, not understanding why she did not remember him. "Mommy, do you still remember Daddy?" Mable forced a smile. "I'm still single; I haven't married."

Zeline's cell phone rings, the caller ID printed on her cellphone screen turns out to be a holy name that is very rare to call her. My Papa "Papa ..." muttered Zeline. Zeline's thumbs slide the cellphone screen to answer the holy call. "Hello, Zel. How are you, sweety?" "Very good, Pa. How is it going, Papa and Mama there?" "I’m good too. Papa is in New York with your mama. Papa will send tickets for you and your brother, so we gather here." "How long has Papa been there?" "Maybe a month. Papa is negotiating with the clients here to work together to open your mama's boutique.

Dante went completely still beside me. "My Papa is a Tech King.” Elara explained, pointing to the scowling stick figure. "He owns a whole empire. He is very strict and he doesn't let anyone be mean to us. If a bad guy tries to hurt our family, Papa will crush them like a bug." A few of the other parents shifted uncomfortably in their tiny chairs. Ms. Albright swallowed hard, her eyes darting nervously toward Dante. Dante, for his part, looked entirely unfazed. In fact, he looked incredibly proud.

Dad smiles "One more thing Dad, is there a spell to change someone's gender into another?" I ask innocently Dad eyes' settle on me suspiciously "Why do you ask?" "Uhm, nothing. So, is there?" I ask hopefully "Come sit Pumpkin, I want to tell you something." He says, patting the empty chair beside him