Spider-man Daddy Novels & Stories

he says. “Connor? Warren? Any concerns?” he asks. “None for me,” they both say. “Okay, pull the trigger, Hijack. I’ll set up the wire transfer right after this call.” “Who’s the bad guy, Daddy?” Kaylee asks, watching her father as he types out something on his computer. I can hear Hijack typing as well and I’m assuming their setting up the buy out. “A man who is trying to keep Alpha Cyra away from Uncle Yorrie,” he says, still distracted by what he’s doing. I’m impressed with his ability to multi-task work and talking to his daughter who, at such a young age, seems like she’s following along pretty well.

Almost every type of toy. They obviously weren't lacking when it came to things to play with. I should've thought of another present to bring them. “Did your mom get you all these?” I asked. “Some of them,” Liam replied, picking out a Spider-Man. “But Uncle Faano got us lots of it too.” I stiffened. I didn't need an explanation to know that Faano was an affectionate name for Stefano. Liam kept talking. “Uncle Faano even got us a PS5! Do you know how to play?”

My holds tightened around the metal. Arachnophobia has been a part of my life since I can remember. Every time there was a spider in the house, I would be staying out until Papa found it and let it at least two hundred yards away. Even one day, my screams made my neighbors almost call 911 thinking some murderer broke in. Papa said I got it genetically; my mother had it. He also said by the time I was born he was so experienced that he started calling himself Spider Hunter. Though he never hurt any unless an accident occured.

Daddy can't blame me for screaming, I wasn't supposed to scream anymore, but the guy scared me, daddy was quick to hide me behind him, and both of my hands went into his shirt, hiding my face into his shirt. "Trent, what are you doing here?" daddy growls at the guy. "I'm here to visit, can't you see?" the guy answers with a dark smile, I peeked behind daddy's back and saw his eyes were silver just like daddy, he's another demon lord! "You're not welcome, why didn't you say you're coming?" daddy asks him. "We're brothers, no need to call in first," he says, but I don't agree. "What do you want?" daddy growls at him.

mumbles an excited Sawyer. "Please don't make me have to find more jobs for you Sawyer. I have no clue you can get this job. Question is can you keep this job?" grumbles Holly. ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ Sawyer did not blame her friend for thinking the worst of her. She was not good at keeping jobs. Something was always coming or getting in her way. Maybe this time would be different. "Who is this Donovan?" wonders Sawyer. "He is a new father. His own father runs Spencer Enterprises. They are very well to do people around here" mentions Holly as she types up things on her computer.

"My name is Dante. And your mommy is at home, probably going out of her mind with worry. Which is exactly where she should be." "I want to go home!" Elena screamed as Tears streamed down Elena's face. "Please, I want my mommy and daddy!" "I'm sure you do." Dante crouched down in front of her, bringing his face level with hers. "But you see, your daddy did something very bad. He offended me. Disrespected me. Made me look like a fool in front of people who matter." "My daddy wouldn't do that! He's good!" Dante laughed with a very sharp and humorless laughter. "Your daddy is many things, little girl, but good isn't one of them. He's a businessman. A predator in an expensive suit. And he stepped

Damien said, holding her firmly with one hand and putting the other to his lips, gesturing for her to be quiet. Emma was so terrified and panicked that her entire body went rigid. The man she called father, the man who was her mother's husband, was lying on top of her. Emma’s mouth was covered, preventing her from making any sound. She watched him with both terror and vigilance, desperate to find a way out.

Duke said "This brat! How dare you insult your grandpa? Okay, I admit you are running the company better than me and your dad but don't forget I am your grandfather" Old master Rodgers said being offended by his words. "Grandpa I don't want to get married now. Do you want me to do anything else?" Duke asked.

“Doesn’t this kid look like Damien Hale?” Lia felt her knees weaken. No. Not him. Not now. Not when she had finally built a life where her son could sleep safely at night. She shut off her phone and pressed her palms to her face. “If he sees this… he’ll come.” Across the city, in a skyscraper that touched the clouds, a man in a tailored black suit ended a board meeting with his usual icy calm. His reputation was unmatched — brilliant, commanding, feared. The kind of man whose world was controlled with a single look.

Janet only just heard the edge in daddy's voice when he snarled, "That’s not happening. You will not touch her. She's for my use alone." Sarah, Jax, everything but daddy's savage dick, pounding her raw pussy, fell away. Like they never existed. The war between the mafia families. Her family itself. Her hopes and dreams. The very ground she was struggling to stand on. Even her thoughts of a real future with Luca. None of it seemed real to Janet's body, as daddy mauled her tits and fucked her silly. "All yours, daddy! Just for you! Fuck me, please! Please Vincent!" she begged shamelessly, backing up against his hips thrust for thrust.