Yo Dad Novels & Stories

Could it be possible that Dad was involved in the killing of Yohan's parents? I sighed while looking at Dad's photo, unable to stop myself from crying again. We just buried Dad earlier, and I might not be able to handle it if I find out he was involved in killing Yohan's parents. Yes, he was strict with Geneva and me, and he wasn't like other fathers who openly showed their love to their children. Dad was different, but I knew, my sister and I knew, that Dad loved us. Even though he was strict, he couldn't kill another person. No.

he asked mildly and patiently. "Yes," Yelena said solemnly. "You are my daddy." Jay was a little helpless, not knowing what to say. Yelena glanced at his cane and asked in the same solemn tone, "Daddy, is your leg hurt? Is that why you couldn't find Mommy and me?" "No, kid. I'm not your daddy—you have the wrong person," Jay said feebly and patiently. "Who did you come here with? Your mommy? Should I help you find her?'

He stayed still, like a man who knew movement would be the same as confession. “I saw the way he looked at you at the barbecue,” Lily said. “I felt the way he reacted when you called his name. It wasn’t nothing, Dad.” Damian exhaled slowly, then pulled out the chair across from hers and sat down. “You’ve always been sharp,” he said. “That’s not an answer.” He studied her for a long moment, eyes searching hers for the version of his daughter that might still want to believe in a simple world. He didn’t find it.

That alone is another proof to show that this goddamn girl is not really true. “Okay.,you guys are making me lose brain cells over here. What are you talking about?” Dad chopped him feigning annoyance and I just watched as Zayn took it upon himself to explain the game trilogy to dad from scratch to finish. While dad keeps nodding, topping it with ‘oh, yeah, hmm. Seriously.’ Till Zayn was some. “That is huge.” Dad finally commented after listening to zayn. “You aren’t believing that are you?” I inquired from dad and he just chuckled.

"Mom, you didn't tell him that I don't have a daddy, did you? If he finds out, he'll definitely bully us!" Yvette almost cried when she heard Noah say that he didn't have a father. She didn't know how to tell him that he and Zachary did have a father, and their father was Xavier.

Finally, his father asked with a gentle smile, “Does Lucy want you back?” Kelly was left speechless. He looked everywhere but at his father’s face, which he avoided. After a moment, he mumbled, “Dad, if you let her go, she’ll probably agree to get back with me.” Mr. Andrew, unfazed, resumed his ironing, seemingly uninterested in his son’s emotional outburst. Kelly stood awkwardly, waiting for some kind of response. When none came, frustration bubbled over, and he yelled, “Dad, you’re way older than Lucy! You’re just wasting her youth!”

Sander rushed to Gian and pulled him up, but Gian only kissed his forehead. "Dada, Yan Yan is kneeling before you. Are you a god? " I burst into laughter this time, and I saw my father also holding his laughter. Gian, kneeling before my father, snorted, biting his lips. "Moma! Mom'a Dada punished Yan Yan. Please help him. He is kneeling on the floor. Is Dada God? " Sander screamed, running out of the door. "Stand up, you brat. " Dad hissed, but Gian stayed in his kneeling position.

“You’re not joking, right?” I sighed deeply. “I wish I were, but yeah. Moses fucking Braddson is my father.”

ZIK'S POV "What!? I will marry someone!? and worst to a stranger?! Are you out of your mind?! No! I won't ! F*ck!" *Toot-toot-toot* I ended the phone call from my father. *Sigh* That Bastard. "I am Zik Ford , 22 Years old and my father? He is Zayn Ford a businessman, rich and greedy, selfish, and a heartless father. He wants to have an arrange marriage using his elder son to one of his target investor, He is worst."

"You're always the last one up, Maya." ‎"I was just exhausted," I said softly, my eyes briefly meeting Charles's as he took a slow sip from his mug."Well, I have to head out first thing tomorrow morning," my dad said, a gentle, wistful smile on his face. "My flight to Country K leaves early. It's a high-stakes investment deal, so I need to be there in person." "Don't worry about a thing, Arthur," Christie chimed in cheerfully, bumping her shoulder against mine. "I'll take care of Maya. Even if she acts like my little sister."