Who's My Dad Novels & Stories

“How about you? What are you doing here?” “I have some work to do here,” I said. “I was surprised you and my dad knew each other.” He looks at me in confusion. “Chairman Andrew Mitchell is my dad. Do you know him, right? I saw him cheering for you on your game.” His eyebrows knitted together. I think he got more confused. “Why? What is wrong?” I sat in front of him. He shakes his head. “Nothing.” He said. “If grandpa is your dad, so it means you know my mom, am I correct?” It’s my turn to look at him in confusion.

I felt my heart get heavy, I’ve been on my own for a while now and after everything I’ve put my father through I was surprised he wanted to help me. Flashback My phone rang, I saw it was my father. He hasn’t called me in a while, “Hey Dad what’s up?” “Kay, are you fucking kidding me. Do you have something you need to say?” I shook my head, I didn’t exactly know what he was talking about. “I’m sorry dad, I don’t exactly know what you are talking about?” “I got a call from my credit card company, the card I gave you for emergencies and emergencies only has been maxed out!”

"I don't think you heard me before, but my dad is Dominic Reines." "And you don't want to know who my dad is." I said calmly. She scoffed. "You're from Blue Valley. Your dad is a nobody." "I lied. I'm not from Blue Valley." I paused. "I'm from Midnight Moon, so get over yourself." A lot of people gasped. Okay so my pack wasn't the nicest to hunters, vamps, or well anyone besides werewolves. My dad is basically the man these geeks call their king.

I asked, practically breaking out into full panic mode now. “My dad, Emma. My dad is gone”.

And my baby's dad. Jaxon.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Mom. I can’t follow.” “Listen, honey. Rick…he was your father. Your biological father.” My body shivers like someone just poured iced water on me. I fake a laugh, which came out like a whimper. “I only have one Dad and it is Mayor Ronan Patterson. Don’t be kidding, Mom. It’s not funny.” “It’s true.” Dad’s voice echoed in the empty hallway. My eyes are hazy from the tears that are building up in my eyes. My heart hammered in my chest, begging to get out. Dad crouched in front of me, taking my hand from Mom’s grip.

he continued. " Then whose child I am?" " How the fuck would I know, probably some filthy rich asshole's." " Are you implying that my mother fucked someone else besides you?" " Yes." I was shocked upon hearing this, dad is the dirtiest trashy person ever but if he has only one good quality in him, that would be his honesty, he does not lie at all. " Why didn't you leave her then?"

he replied in the same tone and bumped my shoulder back. "Both of you shut your holes! It's like I'm raising two toddlers" My mum said as she got tired of our yapping. My dad was childish sometimes but he is pretty grown up when it comes serious things like his job and taking care of the family and stuff but he's a chill guy otherwise. My dad, Jerry Kline, is a software engineer. My mum and dad met in college when my dad was studying in England and they fell in love. My mum got pregnant in her final year, got married to my dad and came back to America with him.

He just pulled a hand from his pocket and checked his watch, a pure display of bored power. "I didn't think you had the invitation to one, Michael. But I suppose you’ve always been good at sneaking into places you don't belong." My heart stopped. Father? The world tilted around me. The man I had loved, the man who had broken me, was the son of the man I had signed a contract to marry. Can life laugh harder in my face? Just then, Adrian’s eyes drifted past Michael and landed on me. His gaze darkened, shifting from ice to something possessive and predatory.

"She is the only girl I have ever really liked. Like really liked. The others were just for fun. But Laura. She is different." Dad's jaw tightens. "I know." "How do you know." "I can see it. The way you look at her." I nod. That makes sense. "Dad. Can I ask you something." "Okay." "Were you ever in love. Like really in love. With Mom or someone else." He is quiet for a long time. I think he is not going to answer. "Yes," he says finally. "Once." "What happened." "She left." "Why." He looks at me. His eyes are dark. Sad.