Your Dad Novels & Stories

Dad Asked and tears WAs tickling in my eyes. "Dad what's this I'm hearing? You see I refused to believe all the rumors and tales that ray's family have being telling me because I know you dad, I know that you won't do anything Of such because for all the times I have spent with you, never have I feel an inch that I was never related because of your love for me, remember I will always say that, even in the next life I will still chose as my dad but how come dad?" I Asked still shocked...

he said. "I'm sorry too Dad" I said. "Just don't ever think that I do not care about you again." He said and I smiled. "So you said something about the Prime Minister?" "Yeah but it's already too late and now I am pretty sure the Prime Minister is going to die in Alex's hand and if that happens then I'm next, Alex will come after me too." Dad said. What is Dad saying? I don't understand. "What do you mean Dad? What are you talking about?"

Dad snapped. I merely chuckled and said, "You can go ahead with it. You'd only get a few hundred dollars in monthly maintenance payments anyway. You haven't even reached the age to retire yet, Dad." Dad simply dropped to the floor and grabbed my legs, making a scene. "How did I manage to raise such a heartless son? I might as well just end it all!" Having said that, Dad ran toward a nearby apartment building.

"You don't get to talk about him, Quentin. That baby was doomed from day one. Nobody wanted him. Why bring him here just to suffer?" I stepped forward, slow and silent, like something already gone. Blood slid down my legs, thick and warm, leaving smeared footprints behind—little bits of what used to be. I stopped inches from him. My voice? Empty. "Even his dad wouldn't claim him. So tell me—who was actually waiting for him?" Quentin's lips tightened, but his eyes gave him up. Full of fear. Shaky. Shattered. His mouth opened. Nothing came out. He had nothing.

DAISY "Yes and I don't just think that. I also know that" I affirmed Luxuria's words with confidence. "If we are going to be talking about that. If you are being open to talking about it now..." Grayson folded his arms, seeming just as confident as I was in his own assurance too. "Then I think you should know that your father loved your mum obsessively. He loved her more than he loved his life." He stated and I shook my head, feeling myself get riled up by those words.

My sister always got away with everything, so I naturally became Dad's favorite guinea pig to make an example of. When we were little, my sister refused to eat vegetables. He threw me into the bathroom, locked me in for five days without food, and starved me until I vomited blood. My sister was so terrified that she never dared to be a picky eater again. When we got older, she became obsessed with video games. Dad tied me to the computer and ordered me to play nonstop for thirty hours until my eyes bled. My sister swore she would never touch a computer again, and only then did he stop. Later, once puberty hit, my sister refused to wear thermal underwear. When Dad found out, he threw me

"Dad, you still keep tabs on my exes?" "Why won't I? They each gave me a reason to spend the rest of my old life in a prison cell for committing murder." Doris collapsed in a fit of laughter. "Fair enough." "So who is Max's father?" "The lawyer built like a Greek God." A smile fleeted across his lips. "Honestly, I really did like him, unlike the other scums of the earth you dated." "Dad, you didn't even meet him." "I know. But still, he was the only responsible guy you've ever been in a relationship with. And you, my love, have been in relationships with some pretty questionable people."

"My dad is homophobic" "Sadly I know" "You do?" He scoffed. "You forget that am your dad's friend. We attended the same college. Though, he was older but lacked in studies which made him repeat a couple of years in school" Yeah right, I forgot that I was dating my dad's friend. He would probably die from a stroke the minute he find out, I couldn't imagine what his face would be and I hope he never finds out till I finish college. "Did he do something?"

I'm just worried about you Me: I'm fine dad Dad: I want you to look your best, I want to find my daughter, the one who was bubbly and happy Me: let me, mom and you, do the things on my own and you will see that I will be your daughter again Dad: you still have to be careful Me: the disease is gone daddy I'm better He put his hand on mine then squeezes it tight Dad: I don't know if I'll have the strength to live if I lose you.

“Thanks, Dad.” “Now, are you guys gonna start working on grandpups right away or are you gonna make an old man wait?” Dad says, a shit eating grin on his face.