Filial Impiety Novels & Stories

"Oh and feel free to enter my apartment when realization hits but don't make yourself too comfortable after all you In a foreign household." "Thanks but I'll pass." I declined to which he shrugged his shoulders before shutting the door, Sighing out loudly I slid down down the wall as I put my head between my head. "Thanks but I'll pass." I mocked out imitating myself self. "what was that rose," I mumbled as I facepalmed myself letting out yet another sigh as I wondered as to when I begun letting pride overtake my needs. I knew my parents wouldn't comeback any time soon as it more like a tradition that every Sunday we would church then head up to my grandmother's house where we, including a

“You’re a fearless lawyer, but your utter arrogance is the reason why you’re hanging up there, Hilary. Better to reign in hell than serve in heaven, right?” Hilary struggled, a useless effort. “My dad made me read Paradise Lost when I was a kid. It kinda blew my mind. John Milton was a genius. Anyway, your pomposity and insolence have caused someone to hate you so much that that person actually donated a huge amount to see you being skinned alive. But let me just say that money isn’t the only reason why you are here. You see, I just don’t kill. I have qualifiers and you simply qualified. You committed pride, the very sin from which the other sins arise.”

After everything the asshole Elder had put me through these past few months, after all the pressure, all the manipulation, all the subtle digs and open attacks… A small, traitorous part of me felt like he more than deserved every hurt he was feeling right now. “Blasphemy!” The word cut through the tension like a blade, pulling my attention back to the present as one of the elders stepped forward, his expression thunderous as he pointed directly at Hector. “What you have just said,” he continued, his voice rising with outrage, “is not only dangerous, it is sacrilegious. To claim that a mere partial wolf woman is bound to the great spirit Ulfris is to invite divine wrath upon this entire realm

They put me in a room on the twenty-eighth floor with one light and no windows and a lock that was built for humans, not for what I am. I sat down on the single chair and waited because waiting was the only move I had right now and I have never been bad at waiting. What I was bad at, it turned out, was the next two hours. The voices sounded through the walls the way they do in old buildings, not clearly, just enough to catch pieces of it. They were Scrolsal's voice mostly, but then a word I hadn't heard applied to anyone in eleven years sounded out. “Burn him.” The old law, the one that hasn't been enforced since before my father was an Alpha, says that any wolf who raises a hand against the

“The Bible is clear! Leviticus, Romans, Corinthians — all of it warns against this abomination. This is the devil’s work, trying to lead you astray. You think you can hide this from God? From me? I raised you better than this. We pray every day for purity, for strength against temptation, and you’re out there throwing it all away for… for what? Some fleeting sin?” From the living room, the television suddenly blasted louder. The volume shot up dramatically — some action movie with explosions and gunfire. Margaret’s husband, Ethan’s dad, had turned it up to drown her out. It was usual in their house. The louder she got, the louder the TV became. A silent, passive war they had been fighting fo

Gilbert struggled hard, shouting, "Let go of me! I am her son, and I came to send off my mother. Why won't you let me do so?" He struggled while shouting, then yelled towards the direction of the hall. "Mom, please open your eyes and look. She's powerful now, and doesn't care about anyone. Your death was suspicious, and she's hastily burying you. But I can't do anything. Mom, I'm sorry." The villagers began to criticize him. "When she was alive, there was no sign of filial piety. Now that she's dead, he's pretending to be a filial son."

I said. A pause. “I submitted Romano’s,” she said carefully. “From his medical file. To see what else came up.” She crossed the room, looked at the email. “I didn’t expect results this fast.” “What does close relative mean,” Aria said. “In genealogy terms.” “Parent, sibling, or child,” Sophia said. “Those are the only categories that qualify as close.” I looked at the email. “William Ashford has two children,” I said slowly.

What kind of woman are you Amy sneered, "Kaya, you don't think having children is your advantage, do you? Even if I'm not a woman, it's not your turn to climb my man's bed. If I'm willing, there are many women waiting to inherit Max's family. Why should I agree to let a woman like you give birth to me, Max Brother, if she is more beautiful than you, has better conditions than you, is more kind than you, and has everything? Did you really not feel how much Max Brother despised you last time You... "Kaya's face condensed," You're just a chicken that can't lay eggs. Why are you so arrogant I'm not a chicken, you are, "Amy didn't get angry with Kaya's words. Instead, she looked sarcastically at

Moreover, | am taken aback by your conduct; this is not your usual demeanor. "Typically, I'm reprehensible, which is why Miley Hales despises me, why | cannot draw near to my children." Imani: | didn't realize you were so intolerant to spirits. He must think | am inebriated, judging by my behavior, as it's near inconceivable for one such as me to have a child that no one knows of. Yet, here | am, the father of the most beautiful and perfect children one could wish for.

My father was barely in the ground, and tonight, on this ancient altar, my uncle was going to ruin me in the most public, degrading, and fertile way possible… while every member of my family bore witness. And God forgive me — I had never wanted anything more in my life.