Young Dad Novels & Stories

It’s my fault; I should have moved on too and quit thinking about him, but easier said. I turn around to run out of the room as I bawl my eyes out. I run with so much energy down the stairs, and I reach the sitting room in no time. I’m about to run for the door, get out of this fucking place, and never return here again, as well as erase Ben from my head forever, when I see something. No, not just something a fucking huge thing! My teary eyes increase in size, and my mouth falls open. I can barely say anything but stare intently at him. Bennett’s father, Denver Harper. He is a forty-year-old man who is the most handsome man at his age.

Benny Shawn went and kissed her father in-law by his cheeks and Diana touched his feet. “Thanks children. I know you were here yesterday, thanks” grandfather chimed. Everything he needed to do was done. And he got a bonus, a great grandson. For his remaining days, he would be kind and happy towards them all, no frowning at all. “We're happy to see you this excited. How are you feeling now?” Dekunle asked, passing a quick glance at his sister. He would not be happy with her for taking his daughter away from him. “Happy. I'm really feeling happy and fulfilled son. What else can an old man like me want at this age? Your mother will be happy and I can feel the excitement of it from here…” old ma

Their pack dynamics were complicated anyway. “You can call him Ambrose. He isn’t their biological grandfather. Think of him as the old man who picked all of us up. Ambrose isn’t the most reliable caretaker, but he is loyal. As he aged, he grew more senile and crazy. Those weird things the boys talk about come from his crazy lectures. Ambrose often comes and goes like the wind. He loves exploring the wilderness and lives in the middle of a mountain, occasionally coming down to visit them. The boys grew up following his footsteps because Favian and I are busy with work.”

“Oh, hi, Hungry. I'm Dad. Nice to meet you.” Lily smiled. “Nice Dad joke.” He glanced over and flashed a wink. “I do my best.” “Daddy, I'm starving,” Maggie continued. “Okay, Starving, I’m Dad,” Wyatt said. Lily groaned. “Let’s go walk around for a bit. I’m sure we’ll find something.”

Brandon’s dad jokes, “Nice for you boys to finally be in charge. I was getting too old for this.” Brandon snorts at the joke. His dad was still in his 30’s and was in great shape as Beta. But I’m sure he’s grateful to have all the added pressure lifted from him, especially since he has served in the alpha role for the past 5 years. My mom nudges him and then looks over at us and says, “Hey, son, how about you guys go off and celebrate? You can worry about real work tomorrow. Think of this as like… a bonding experience.”

” She ended the call. Now, it was time to prepare for not just the speech, I had to come up with a way to take the advice I was given. I’ll make sure he regrets it. I had seen Scott’s reaction when I’d told him I planned to take his advice and fuck a young man, even though he’d tried to hide it, it was obvious. “Scott Blackwell, I hope you don’t regret giving this advice” I murmured with a smile on my face. In four hours, I was ready, everyone was. My dad looked so handsome— as always. I had to compliment him. “You look so handsome, Dad. I’m so proud of you.”

"I don't even know him, and I feel for him. I mean, a single dad at his age? A widower? You gotta feel for that." "It sometimes really blows my mind," Jack said as he snatched the marijuana cigarette from Ellie. "The guy became a dad at 18. That's... ridiculous." "How old is he now?" Eva asked. "He'll be 23 in December," Ellie replied and sipped her cooler in thought, wondering why Eva was showing so much interest in her brother. "He is quite young," Eva said. "Quite young for what?" Ellie said with mild hostility, starting to lose the buzz she'd been enjoying the past hour.

He replied and I nodded. I didn't really care about the men until he got to the last one."This is our youngest man, he's only twenty, his name is Caden ." My father explained and I nodded.He was tall and really well built, he must have been sculpted to look like a fucking god.He had these peircing green eyes with hazel specks, a clean face and a mop of brown hair that sat on his head neat.

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.

"You used to be. A pretty good one too, if I may say so myself." "Now I don't." Dad looks down at his coffee mug and swirls the contents before he takes a tentative sip. For a guy in his late forties, dad really looks great. There is no hint of grey in his brown mane of hair, and it's still a full head. His eyes are a muddy brown, complexion neither too pale nor too tan. No sign of wrinkles, except the laugh lines that can only be seen if he smiles. Dressed in his usual dark jeans and white shirt, he could pass for an average American dad, and that's what he aims for.