You're The Best Dad Ever Novels & Stories

They are like the couple in a romantic movie who stay together after the movie ends. "There's our boy." My dad, Gerald Carmello, says as he pours coffee into his favourite mug, a gift from Mom that says "World's Greatest Dad." "What did you do last night?" Not having sex with a human, that's what. I sit next to him, and Tye joins us.

The man who will forever be the one I compare all men to, Tyson Evans. He is a strong alpha with a domineering presence, but he knows how to be kind and gentle and loving. He’s never asked me to be anything that I’m not and even routinely checked in with me during my formative years to make sure that I truly wanted to become the alpha of my bio-jerk-sperm-donor’s pack. He is my true Dad, and I am forever grateful that the Goddess fated him to my Mama. He is the best damn thing to have ever happened to Mama and me, and I will never take that for granted.

“You’ve embarrassed me enough.” I swallowed hard, the lump in my throat making it hard to speak. “I don’t even know what video you’re talking about,” I pleaded, shivering as the wind picked up. “I didn’t do anything like that.” “Of course you’d say that,” he snapped. “You never take responsibility for anything. Always acting like a spoiled child.” I was surprised at my dad's tone. My dad had never been this harsh with me before... Ever. It didn’t matter what I did. I couldn’t remember the last time my dad raised his voice at me. We’d always had such a strong bond.

He rises from his seat and settles beside me, facing me directly. He gently wipes away a tear from my cheek. “Your dad has always been an amazing man, Ava. You should be incredibly proud.” “I am,” I reply with a nod, attempting to smile but failing. Suddenly, he’s so close that my thoughts become jumbled. He’s like the sun shining on my mornings; nothing feels brighter than him in this moment. “I couldn’t be prouder.”

I just concluded he had found a much more beautiful waist to grind, and had forgotten about me. “Who then is it?” “No one.” “Then tell me why my dad called you aside.” “He said I didn’t look fine, and simply asked why.” “Oh.” She paused, “he can be like that at times. And yeah, you do look off. Are you alright?” “Just tired,” “On a vacation?” She raised a brow. “I was up all night.” “Ouuu, yesss. You didn’t later give me an update on how it went with Jake.”

“Ashley, you barely come home anymore. You've stopped calling, and now you're telling me you're dating someone you haven't said a word about before?” “He's not just someone, and we just made it official.” I said quickly, “He's good to me, dad. He's really good.” Jayden’s jaw tensed. “Good how? The kind of good that buys you things? or the kind that treats you better and makes you feel safe.” “Both,” I said quietly. He sighed, leaning back in his chair. “You know I'm not trying to scare you, right? I just…I've watched you break before when I told you about your mother. And I'm not in a hurry to watch it happen again.”

"Mum..." "Honey" Dad said, trying to get her attention. "Honey, look at me, look at us. Everything's going to be okay. Aito will be okay" Slowly, she gazed up at Dad, eyes filled with tears. "W-Were bad p-parents" she sobbed. "I-I... I'm a b-bad parent" "No no no honey no" Dad said, pulling her to a hug. "No that's not true" "It's not mum" I said, trying to make her feel better. I held her small hands in mine and squeezed softly. "You're the best mum in the whole world. I love you so much. I would never wish for anyone else"

“I know this letter has already been found by now. I'm such an oldie, you know? I mean, who sends letters these days? But I felt the need to write it for you, my girl. You’re so strong, you know. I might be your dad, but I admire you greatly. I know what you endured for me, even the things you didn’t say out loud. I appreciate every single one.

“Is everything…” “Everything is fine, baby,” he murmurs, taking my hand from his face and holding it tight in his own. “I just…I wanted to say…” My eyes fill with tears again and I know immediately that I’m a goner – that there’s no way I’m getting through this night with dry eyes, let alone whatever my dad is going to say next. Dad takes a deep breath, steeling himself. “I wanted to say,” he continues, setting his shoulders straight, “that being your dad has been the greatest honor of my life.”

Dad said. "No, Dad. I know you have always indulged me and let me do everything that I have always wanted to do. You have not failed me in any way. In fact, you've always and will always be the best father anyone could ever wish for." "You have no idea how glad I am to hear that, my sweet. Thank you for making my day." he appreciated. "You're always welcome, Daddy." "You know you don't have to feel forced to do anything, right?"