You're The Best Dad Ever Novels & Stories

My dearest Aurora, If you're reading this, then I've already left. Please don't blame Alexander. This was my decision. This afternoon I was contacted by Marcus Hale. If I gave myself up to you you would leave me alone. I couldn't allow my mistakes to destroy your future. Please don't look for me. Live your life. And if you can... Forgive your father. I love you. —Dad Aurora was getting to the final line of the paper, which was all smeared with tears. "No..." Her voice broke. "No..."

“I know you’ll be a good husband and of course, a good father. Please be good as always and love your family, son.” “Thank you, Mom. Don’t worry, I’ll do my best to keep my family strong and happy all the time. I will love them and take care of them more in my life.” Brad also kissed Mommy and kissed her on the cheek. “Well, that’s what we want for them,” Dad said. "Daughter," Daddy turned to me. “I wish you all the best in life. Love your family and take care of them. I love you, my youngest.”

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.

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.”

"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?"