Contoh Daddy Issues Novels & Stories

In order to take away her father's equity,she was frame by her husband and girlfriend. A paper divorce thrown on her face,she was force to go out of the house. Four years later she return with her son. "Mummy ",I heard that it is popular now,you wait, I will recognize one to support you!!! A few days later the son took back as super handsome guy who looks exactly like him.. "Mummy, you can rest assured, I checked, and ranked first in the global rich list, specializing in all kinds of dissatisfaction! Said her son confidently. Looking at the stunned woman gong ye thrown a paternity test coldly " Woman , when did you steal my spicies?" "Cheng liyue anger, which bastard slept four years ago self-repossible?!!......

Billionaire Elijah Warren may be a saint to everyone else but Coraline Baxter knew better. She knew the younger man was too good to be true and that no one was that perfect. He always treated her like she was trash anytime they met, with a smile on his perfect face. She tried to avoid him as much as she could but it was nearly impossible when he was best friends with her friends and he came to her place of work every day. Coraline's life hits rock bottom when her daughter needs surgery and she is desperate for money, Elijah offers her double the money she needs. All she has to do is one little thing which is to be his surrogate. Coraline is stuck between a rock and a hard place. Will she agree to be his surrogate to save her daughter's life or choose her pride and walk away?

It’s not unknown for vampires to raise their own mates, it happens, they are immortals, they live forever. Anna is a kitten shifter, being raised by her own daddy, James, a vampire lord, he’s ancient, the master of his house and family. Mathew joined the coven newly, he belong to the family but been staying with his mother until now. Moving in, he knew nothing about the house, the rules, but he did find out his mate or maybe two. This is a ddlg/cgl/age regression. Whatever you wanna call it, you’ve been warned. Apologies for any misspellings and grammar mistakes. Enjoy!

"I'm 40 you're 21," he whispered softly, his lips grazing my nipple, hot breath sending shivers down my spine as his tongue flicked out, teasing the hardened peak. "I don't care!" I shot back amidst breathy moans, my fingers tangling in his dark hair, pressing his head deeper into my boobs, arching my back to feed him more. "I'm your mum's husband. I'm your stepdad, old enough to be your real dad," he murmured again, his right hand tracing, torturous path down my trembling stomach, dipping between my thighs to brush against my soaked panties. "I said I don't care!!!" I growled, grabbing his wrist and forcing his fingers faster. "Fuck the age, fuck the rules, make me yours!" ______ Adrian Blackwood, the hottest, most dangerously sexy beast I've ever laid eyes on turns out to be my stepfather. You heard that right, my mum's husband! The man who could make me wet with just a single stare, with his towering muscles, tattooed arms, and those piercing gray eyes that strip me bare. One ride in his SUV and I want a real ride. I'm just 21 in college, but he's 40, old enough to be my dad? Who the hell cares! As long as he pins me down, and wrecks me with pleasure that leaves me begging, I'll sin with him every damn night. Taboo? Bring it on. ‘Sinfully Yours, Step Daddy!’ is a boundary smashing blaze you can't read in public or alone (unless you're ready to touch yourself nonstop). Dive into Ava with Stepdad, professor, step dad's best friend, the sugar doctor, Ava's unapologetic slut era, craving daddies. Walk in horny, walk out dripping satisfied. Grab it now, your panties or boxers won't survive! Steamy age gap taboo romance packed with dominance that'll have you screaming for more.

The seventh time Dante Moretti served me divorce papers, I was sitting with my son in a cheap diner on Chicago's South Side. I forced a smile and brushed my hand over my son's hair. "Just wait a little longer, sweetheart. This time, Mommy will get custody of you." He stayed quiet for a long moment. Then he looked up and asked, “Mommy, how much do you need to sell me for before you're happy?” Before I could answer, he pulled a handwritten divorce agreement from his backpack and pushed it toward me. "I know you keep fighting Dad for me because you want more money from him." "I wrote the agreement for him. Please sign it. Dad is already tired. Stop making his life so hard." His handwriting was crooked, but every word had been written with care. Dante would give me three million dollars. At the bottom, in my son's childish scrawl, was one more line. [After you take the money, don't bother me, Dad, and Serena anymore. Let us be happy.] Serena was Dante's childhood sweetheart. The woman he trusted more than his own wife. For five years, I had stood against Dante's family, his lawyers, and half the Chicago underworld just to keep custody of my son. For him, I would've walked away with nothing. But the child I had raised for eight years had already chosen another mother. So why shouldn't I give their perfect little family exactly what they wanted?

I gave my husband, Creighton, five years of unconditional love, only for him to throw divorce papers at me the moment his childhood sweetheart, Chloe, returned to the country. Broken-hearted and realizing I was just a placeholder in his life, I signed the papers and walked away without telling him that I was pregnant with his twins. I moved across the country, built a massive organic skincare empire, and raised my beautiful children with the help of my loyal best friend, Darius, who became the perfect father figure they needed. I built a life so grand and successful that I completely forgot the pain of my past. But five years later, Creighton crosses paths with my children at a business convention and notices the striking resemblance to himself. Now, he wants forgiveness, he wants his family back, and he is willing to beg on his knees. Too bad for him, I do not need his money, I do not need his status, and my heart is no longer up for grabs.

.“You should not look at me like that.”Kate turns, slow, heat sliding under her skin. “Like what.” “Like you already know how this ends.” Her breath stutters. “Then stop standing so close.” “I cannot,” Nathan says. “And you should walk away.” Neither of them moves. Kate Brown lives by rules her mother carved into her bones. Be polite. Be careful. Never want what you cannot have. So when she visits her best friend for the holidays, she expects noise, comfort, safety. She does not expect Nathan Reid. Her best friend’s father. Older. Calm. Watching her like he sees straight through the good girl mask she wears so well. Their first meeting lingers long after the night ends. It steals her sleep. It coils in her thoughts. The more she tries to forget him, the louder her body answers. Something inside her wakes up. Something hungry. Something reckless.Her mind screams no while her body leans closer. Stolen glances turn heavy. Accidental touches last too long. Silence becomes loaded. Want becomes dangerous. Every moment with him feels like standing at the edge of a fall she might enjoy too much. Nathan knows better. He knows the line. Single or not, he is forbidden. And yet Kate is everything he should not crave and everything he cannot stop wanting. Caught between control and desire, Kate must choose what to obey. The rules that shaped her. Or the man who makes her feel alive for the first time.

[The Reed Sisters Duet Book 1] Cheryln Reed has a dirty secret. She wants a man she can never have, Alpha Nathaniel Cross, her mother’s devoted husband, a powerful alpha, and the man who practically raised her. Nathaniel has always been steady. Controlled. Untouchable. He kept a respectful distance, never once giving Cherry a reason to hope for anything more. Her feelings were her shame, her sin, her burden to bear alone. So she dated boys she didn't want, tried to starve the hunger she had no right to feel, but her wolf never stopped whispering his name. Now 22, Cherry’s world tilts the night her boyfriend abandons her, drunk, scared, and stranded in the middle of nowhere. So she calls Nathaniel, and he comes. But something is different. His gaze lingers too long. His voice drops too low. His wolf prowls beneath his skin, furious at the scent of another man on her. And when he growls that her problem is she keeps choosing boys who don’t know how to treat her right, Cherry’s heart roars. In a reckless, trembling moment, she kisses him. And to her shock, he kisses her back. That single, stolen kiss ignites a wildfire they can’t put out. Now every look is dangerous. Every touch is forbidden. Every night is a battle against a desire strong enough to destroy a family, a pack, and the woman Nathaniel vowed to love. If Cherry gives in, she risks losing everything: her future, her mother, and the man she’s loved in secret for years. But if she walks away, she’ll lose the only thing her wolf has ever truly claimed. Some temptations were never meant to be survived.

Some obsessions are impossible to resist—and some passions come with a price. Caught in a relationship she never expected, she finds herself drawn into a world of secrets, temptation, and irresistible attraction. As desire and danger become impossible to separate, every stolen moment brings them closer to a line neither of them should cross.

“Once upon a time, I got pregnant by my boss and as a result, developed a deep, deep hatred for men. Cole Frost and I were never to cross paths again after that night, so what was he doing six years later, paying 300,000 dollars to get me? What was he doing, melting my daughter’s heart? Focus, Clarissa!”