Love Hard Parents Guide Novels & Stories

“Daddy! I have been seeing you guys and your encompassing and intense love for each other since my consciousness kicked in. You taught me to never give up on your loved ones, love can win everything. And I believed it. I believe you. Jordan is my first love, I liked him. And giving up on him without any specific reason would be cowardness and weakness on my part. You both taught me the language of Love and I want it to be printed in my heart forever. I want to be loved and happy. And my happiness will reside where I would be with my love.” Dad was staring at me while Mom was giving me a hopeless gaze. They seemed to be stuck with their inner thoughts. I know they want me to be happy but no p

Dad shook his head, moving closer to her. “Please, please Michelle. Stay. Please. I'm sorry, If I could, I would make things right.” “But you can't. Let me go. I hate that I still love you.” She spat at him, her chest rising and falling like someone clearly brokenhearted, like a weak woman still madly in love anyway. At the end of the day, parents were only living their first lives as well, even though we expected them to be old enough with enough experiences for guidance. They still had feelings, they felt emotions, made crazy mistakes, and they did terrible, unforgivable things.

“But love hurts. I saw my parents, they hurt each other. Love.. love hurts.” His hands drop on my shoulder, forcing me to look up to him. “Your parents are in a toxic relationship and if there was ever any love between them, it disappeared before you were born or turned sour, it has never been love. The cute thing you have with Vaughn? That’s love.” My eyes dart everywhere but his face. “Look at me Roxy.” I drag my eyes to his, only because he is shaking my shoulders. “It’s okay to love him, he loves you too, it won’t be anything like your parents, I have seen the way he treats you.”

“Honey, I feel very confident that my parents will approve of our relationship. However, not for your parents. It will be very difficult to melt their hearts.” “It's okay, we can find a way together to get my parents' blessing. There will be a way for us to unite. We have to be strong to fight for our love, honey. Every struggle will feel easy if we are always strong.” “We won't be able to melt your parents' hearts, honey, but there is someone who can help us do that. I'm sure he will be able to help us get your parents' blessing.” “Hmm? Who is that, honey?”

"Well, from what I know about mates and pain and emotion. My dad went mad after he found out your mom died. She was the love of his life. My father is an emotionless man. We were always taught emotion is a weakness. My mother, though, is bright and positive. She never needed him for anything. Except to have us her kids. She has great respect for my dad, but also she is ashamed he never fought for your mother." "My father, who raised me, taught me that you fight hard for the people you love, and you use that love to make you stronger. A driving force that helps you accomplish anything. He loves my mother more than life itself; his main goal in life was to make sure we knew how loved we were.

The story of the children who grew up knowing what real love looks like. And it's dedicated to the boy who is going to carry this forward. Who is going to love someone the way that his parents loved each other. Not the easy way. The real way that costs something. That's the hook on this book.

"I understand that he cheated on her, but after having me, finding out the truth, and staying there, I don't know, it disturbs me." "Because you haven't experienced love, you've seen it, but upon realizing that you don't consider it right, you've misunderstood it," he explained, and I shook my head. "That's not love, impossible." "It is... My parents were madly in love. My father went against the guidelines and secretly married the woman he truly loved; he was about to set aside his responsibilities to start a family. That... That is being madly in love." "But it's not healthy..."

My boyfriend, Callum Fletcher, is bringing me to meet his parents, but the venue is picked out by his childhood friend, Sasha Mercer. Sasha arrives fashionably late to the local steakhouse, where she gives Callum a playful punch. "I just mentioned it on a whim yesterday, but you actually held the gathering here? Vivian might get upset, you know." Callum gives her a teasing glance as he wipes down her utensils. "Vivian wouldn't mind that. She's not like you. You've been petty since we were kids." Sasha's face turns red, and she retorts in a small voice, "Who are you calling petty?" Callum's mother, Brenda Hayes, simply smiles as she watches them banter. She eagerly nudges the basket of di

Adams off to the school gate, standing in front of me in her full motherly figure, she took my hand in hers giving it a reassuring squeeze “Don’t think too much about this sugar. Your Dad is not going to have his way this time around I will not let him. Do not end things with that girl. I can see she makes you happy. It is high time you show your father you are not the selfish man he is. You are capable of love my dear and you also need to be loved. “She pulled me into a hug. I wrapped my hands around her needing an extra bout of encouragement. It would be my first time of opening fighting for my needs. Marie was worth fighting for, and I will fight for her until the very end. “Nan, I love M

When they disengaged, her mother gave her a handkerchief and she dried her eyes. “You’ll be fine dear, it’s natural.” Her mother encouraged her. “Thanks mum.” “If marriage is such a hectic…” Amara began. “Don’t start.” her mother stopped her. “Next thing we know, you’ll be saying that you don’t want to get married.” Amara shrugged but remained speechless. Indeed, that was what she had been about to say. “Beware of your words.” her father threw at her as he opened the car. “Words are spirit. They have life.”