Paternal Stories

*go below for description and tw-s* I've loved my daughter forever, before she even existed. I can't do anything to make my daughter stay. All I can do is talk to her. She's just a baby. She's still just my fuzzball. ---------------------- This is a novella written in the voice of a loving father in conversation with his infant daughter, knowing that she doesn't have time left. With the limited time left, the father talks as much as he can with his daughter, trying let her know that he loves him even though she can't speak back. This is a story of love, loss and holding on. tw: death, trauma, chronic disease

A motherless child, A father shrouded in shadow, The light that leads the way, Is the cage that will blind and deceive. ______ For centuries, Arcane waited patiently for the heir to the Prince of Hell. A child that would be born from hate, but would know love. Now, on a wintry night in November, Arcane begins to weave his dark web of love and lies, becoming everything the child needs and wants for a very steep price.

En una isla paradisíaca vive un científico atormentado por siete crímenes contra las mujeres que amaba; y para calmar su conciencia crea los clones de cada mujer.

Vincent has been in love with Rosaline ever since his friend Kaden introduced them: online. When her boyfriend, Alec, breaks Rosaline's heart, Vincent steps forward to take his place. He's going to show her what love really feels like. He's going to mend her heart and make her love him. Note: There's a Rosaline's Story too. Part way through both stories I merged it to switch between both of their sides. So if you read both, yes there are parts that are the same.

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History is full of tragedy and mistakes, as is the present. Maybe we can't be faulted for all of it - we don't get the full picture of the past, only sullied scribbles and the oaths of unsavoury men. There exists in another universe a time machine that allows them to see the folly of their ancestors, and I'd like to think that they'd have an answer to madness. Perhaps it's not so alien to the answer we need. But this is all irrelevant. It doesn't take a historian, a time traveller, or any smart man to provide the answer to our worst troubles. Anyone from any walk of life, good and bad, high and low, can tell you what is the fundamental answer to evil. It's an answer that even the youngest can understand in all its many forms, and if they were to ask you for it, you could tell them love, child. If you're unconvinced, I've transcribed some stories from that universe to prove it. May the journeys of the young melt your heart. With love, Sora Began 13/09/18. In progress.

I was just your average every day kid until my life was changed forever by a fire. Now I'm dealing with a whole lot of bullshit because of some shit from my parents past.Join me in my epic journey as I transition from wimpy James Hearts to a lethal adversary known as the King of Hearts. Watch as I discover the truth behind my parent's lives, my uncle, aunts and my cousins death. But most of all watch as I truly ascend to the mantle and protect my cousin-surrogate son-

A hobbit OC story. Thorin took in an abandoned elf maid, Thranduil's daughter, disowned for loving a common elf. She died in childbirth, leaving Thorin with a "daughter". If you're here for a romantic love story, you're in the wrong place. This was written mainly for the paternal relationship cuz I think we all appreciate Thorin's soft side.

A child is perplexed with her father's face. She views it as a marble bust with a stoic expression that never wavers. One Christmas, they embark on a trip and she believes she may have found the key to breaking the stone visage.

Can a Dream Demon such a Bill Cipher really care for a human child? Many creatures were shocked to see the day Bill came home with a toddler claiming he found him lost in the forest. Can a human such as Dipper Pines really live among demons? What about his lost twin Mabel where is she in all this? Would they ever see each other again?

He's always been control, precision, power, composure. But when you told him you were carrying his child, something inside him cracked open. Sylus had faced monsters, blood, and war, but nothing terrified him more than the thought of losing you. Now every heartbeat, every whisper, every sleepless night is about protecting the tiny life you both created. His hands, once made for battle, now tremble when they touch your skin. His voice, usually sharp and sure, softens when he whispers your name. And through every craving, every tear, every kick, he learns what it truly means to love beyond himself. "I'm not very good at taking care of people, but one thing I am good at is watching over you."

Estar encerrados durante la pandemia hace que los chicos se pongan un poco más imaginativos de lo normal. Corto inspirado en mi Universo "Cuando una pantera une a la jauría de tigres" Aviso: Castigo Corporal, nalgadas, azotes, spanking, si no es lo suyo no lea.

A slice of life story of a family of three - a single father, Matthew and his twin children, Arthur and Anna. The story will revolve mainly around the character development of the two twins, and uncover a truth hidden by their father.

On a paradisiac island lives a scientist tormented by seven crimes against the women he loved; and to calm his conscience creates the clones of each woman.

When Trixie Fox gets murdered, she is sent to a type of purgatory for those who suffered in death, before she can enter heaven and relinquish all connections to the mortal world. Armed with the ability to look at the world from whatever angle she pleases and with plenty of time to kill, she decides to look into the actions and consequences that saw her meet a brutal death at a party one night.

A poem for all the fathers out there ❤

Josh McCormick was happy with him, his dog Daisy, and himself living in the middle of nowhere. He had no modern appliances, other than a radio in his pick up truck. He was the last to know when the apocalypse hit. Bronwyn, a baby girl he accidentally stumbled upon in the woods, was his only warning. Having no choice but to bring her up as his own, McCormick now has another mouth to feed. With the state of the country only getting worse, McCormick finds himself taking on way more than he bargained for. He's getting old, and he's finding it harder to survive.

This is an acrostic poem, its genre is what I like to term as Philosophical Science and in this case relates to the origin of the universe and the big bang as if it were the conception and birth of a child.

Leo, envious of Raphaels popularity and charisma among his brothers, tries to find a way to win the hearts of his beloved little brothers. However, anxiety consumes him as his brothers don't take him seriously Authors note: i posted this work on a03, fanfiction.net and also DeviantArt i want to explore and meet new people