Step On Me Daddy Novels & Stories

I was feeding my seven-year-old daughter, Lucy Langer, when Robert Langer crashed through the front door, reeking of alcohol. His shirt collar hung askew, and red marks blazed across his neck. "Audrey," he said hoarsely, "someone spiked my drink at the charity gala. But don't worry. I've already had my lawyer handle it." I nodded. After so many years of marriage, I knew he only had eyes for me and our daughter. He never strayed. Or so I believed… until eight months later. While Robert was away on a business trip, his cruise ship caught fire. The news dominated every channel. Clutching a sobbing Lucy, I rushed to the hospital, only to find him swathed in bandages, standing outside the maternity ward. "Becca is pregnant," he murmured. "It was that night at the gala… I didn't think it would happen from just once…" He gulped. "When the fire spread, she saved me. But she… got trapped herself." A newborn's wail pierced the corridor as the delivery room doors opened. Becca White was wheeled out, looking pale and exhausted. She clutched my sleeve and pleaded desperately, "Audrey… my babies can't grow up without a father…"

Extremely crazy and confusing night, she was slept by her stepfather's son. Her young and tender daughter's body blossomed underneath him, being watched carefully and desecrated with abandon, so shy that she couldn't help herself. He is a powerful and domineering CEO, arrogant and unrivaled in authority. With his cold and aloof demeanor, he impulsively confines the daughter of his stepmother, gradually developing the habit of protecting her and nurturing an obsession to dote on her. The deep-seated infatuation leaves her with no escape. He says, "I allow you to be willful, but you must be willful within the limits I set. When you gave yourself to me as a birthday gift, you became mine for life! From head to toe, you are all mine!"

(This story is part of 'I call the alpha daddy' book, but can be read as standalone.) Pain is inevitable, suffering is optional. The pack We all share the same loss, we all know what we want. Fate has been cruel. But now we got a second chance. She'll be ours to love and spoil. We'll make her one of us and god help anyone who'll get in between. The girl No one should feel this loss. 2 years ago I lost everything, 2 years ago I lost me. Now that life is throwing me a second chance that I'm taking it no matter his strange it might be. What happens when their worlds collide. Will they be able to confront all the old and new demons. Can they have their happily ever after. This story contain some daddy kink in it. Apologies for any misspelling and grammar mistakes.

Some lessons are learned too late. Watch me give my step-brother, my fated mate, the taste of something bitter than his own medicine.

“You still got time to change your mind about this and leave like nothing happened, naughty girl, because big daddy doesn’t stop until he is done battering that pussy,” he rasped huskily, his grip on her dangerously firm as his narrow eyes bored into her soul. She could feel his big hard dick pressing against her belly. His breath hot on her face. A part of her wanted to quit, the part that wanted to be faithful to her cheating husband, Chase, so badly, but damn she had not been touched in a painfully long time and wouldn’t loose a chance to be fucked by this hot daddy in front of her. She took a deep breath before moaning her words, “Go ahead, go all the way. Even if it hurts, Daddy. Don’t stop.” And that was all the consent he needed to wreck her. Repercussions to follow later. ———————————————————- Giselle Monroe’s marriage to her distant, unfaithful husband, Chase Hemingway, is falling apart. As a last resort, she plans a romantic Valentine’s Day getaway to try and save their relationship. Chase was her first love and everything she ever wanted until he found someone else. Instead of a romantic weekend, he surprises her with divorce papers. Heartbroken, Giselle spends the night drinking with friends to mourn her lost love. That night leads to a passionate one-night stand with a handsome stranger she meets at the bar. To her shock, she discovers the man is Richard Hemingway, her ex-husband’s father. What started as a mistake turns into a forbidden affair. Now, Giselle is caught in a messy love triangle: between the son who suddenly wants her back, and the father who worships her and refuses to let her go.

One impetuous night gave them a gem and a lifetime of happiness. Izabelle had one-time sex with her crush, her cousin’s bestfriend after he was drugged. Later learning that she was pregnant, a misunderstanding flared where he believed that she had it all planned out. He agreed on taking responsibility but Izabelle’s desire was not to get into a loveless marriage and so she gathered her belongings and fled the country. Five years later, he saved a cute little bunny from child traffickers at the airport not knowing that the child was his. “You look like me, see? We have same eye colour,” the child pointed out. Then again, few minutes later when her Mother walked in, ‘Mommy, look I found daddy.” She raised her head to meet those icy familiar dark eyes. All Izabelle wanted was to keep her child away from Marcel but what about the sweet little thing holding onto his legs out of nowhere, batting her eyes at him and asking. “Will you be my daddy?”

My stepbrother showed up after my parents' death—and he wanted revenge. Not closure. Not forgiveness. Revenge from me. *** My parents—abusive, reckless and selfish—died in a car crash, leaving me with nothing but unanswered questions and a fortune soaked in secrets. Everyone thought I was their cherished little princess. They didn't know the truth. And neither did he. Asher Grayson—my stepbrother. Cold. Ruthless. A billionaire with the face of sin and the heart of a devil. By day, he's a businessman who breaks empires. By night... he breaks me. He came for vengeance. For things our father had done to him. I didn't even know why... but I was the one getting punished. His hatred for me knew no bounds. He punished me for things I didn't do. Locked me in his mansion. Made me his servant. Tortured me. And then... his touch slowly…turned punishment into pleasure. The lines between hate and desire blurred until I couldn't tell them apart. Soon, I was chained to his bed, moaning his name like a confession—his face buried between my thighs, doing everything I swore I never would with a man who only wanted to destroy me. Whose only goal was to ruin me. To show me the worst. Because in this cruel game of revenge and ruin— He played to break me. And I fell... to love him. My biggest mistake? Falling for my stepbrother—the man who only wanted revenge.

This book contains explicit content He's my father's best friend but in my mind? He owns my body! Dante Salazar has always been mine right from when I was just a young girl and even after being rejected by him, I was still obsessed with him. Two years later, I met Dante in another woman's arms but that didn't stop my body from going into heat from the mere sight of him. He's powerful and dangerous and everything I shouldn't be craving but when he talks to me, all I want to do is obey every single dirty order he has. And when my father handed me over to him for protection, I seized the opportunity to give myself to him. “Fuck me, Daddy,” I said softly. “You can't handle it,” He replied coldly. In a fit to prove that I could be everything he wants–submissive, dirty and wild. I offered my body for a tease test, and from that moment on, I became his dirty little secret! “You're mine now,” he grunts in my ears, making my body beam with heat. I've always been his, always been ready to please him and always been ready to be groomed by my sexy daddy. And our secret affair is fucking exciting! But secrets don't stay buried forever and when my father finds out what his best friend is doing to me? All hell will break loose!

My life had escalated to an unimaginable point. I was pregnant with a child who possessed powers beyond my understanding, a child of a man who was supposed to be my mate's enemy. And now, I was on the run dependent on a stranger. I knew I wouldn't survive out there alone, especially with a child on the way. And going back to Claus, to his lies and his betrayals was no longer an option. The thought made me sick. "So," he asked, his voice breaking the silence, "will you come with me? Or will you go back to Claus? If you decide to go back to him, I wouldn't blame you." His eyes held a gentle understanding, an absence of judgment that was both surprising and comforting. "But for now, I need to know. Do you trust me?" I looked at him, truly looked at him. The man who had unknowingly marked me, the man who had brought me solace in my darkest hour and the man who was now offering me a future, however uncertain. He was a stranger yet he felt more like a sanctuary than Claus ever had. "I'll come with you," I said, my voice barely a whisper, but firm with a newfound resolve.

Scarlett I was in love with Archer. He was my everything- the one I was so sure I would end up with. Until fate ripped my world apart. Because my mate wasn't Archer. It was him. Adrian Blackwood. The cocky, entitled, and unapologetic Alpha who believed the world revolved around him. A notorious heartbreaker who toyed with hearts like they were nothing… He was everything I swore I'd never want. Yet the one temptation I couldn't escape. One touch sets my skin on fire. One stare unravels me completely. Adrian was forbidden, a fire waiting to consume me… and he’s relentless Now I'm caught in a deadly game of love between two rival brothers. Two men. One heart. Do I fight for the man I love or surrender to the one fate has chosen for me? ******* Adrian She was already mine. The moment fate tied her to me, it was done. Sealed. Unbreakable. But Scarlett? She refuses to accept it. Her heart belongs to Archer, my step-brother. My greatest enemy. That should have made me walk away. But I didn't. Because no matter how much she fights it, she is mine. Mine to ruin. Mine to claim. Mine to protect. I never chased. Never got attached. But for Scarlett, I’d break every damn rule.