Misery Parents Guide Novels & Stories

Oh my goodness! I was gonna puke. This can't be happening to me. "I warned you, Cara Mia" My grandmother said, folding her arms as she stared down at me. "Now's not the time for that mama. This is a real ... Oh God! What are we going to do about this, mama?" My mother asked, casting a pitiful and disbelieving look at me I was dumbfounded. A huge bile rose up in my throat, restricting me from talking. My vision began to blur from the tears that were building in my eyes.

When he saw me open my eyes, he scrambled to take my hand, moving cautiously. “Ella…” I tried to pull my hand back, but I had no strength. At that moment, urgent voices called from outside the door. “Ms. Marin? Your mother, Mrs. Marin, had a sudden heart failure. Reanimation was unsuccessful. She has passed away.” Andrew froze and stared at me in panic. He seemed to pray that I had not heard. But I had heard. The mother who had worked herself to the bone to pay for my schooling, even washing dishes if she had to, was gone.

There was silence between us as Izzy stared at me, while I blankly stared at the wooden wall behind her. "I'm sorry," I said quietly. "My parents were killed in front of me. I gained a wolf I shouldn't have even had. I was sent away from the only home I had ever known to live with strangers. Then, I found my mate but lost my wolf ..... and now ..... I'm going to be moving to ......"

“For the love of the Gods Misha, back the fuck up and get out of my face before you wear this coffee. I need coffee, food, Tylenol and for you to get out of my sight. I can’t believe you’d stoop to such a childish level. It’s beyond disgusting. I hope no one was badly harmed by this. You’re so immature and think that shit is funny. You realize you did this to your own future mate? I can see by the shock taking over your face, you didn’t. Well, you're a dumbass, I hope like hell the Veil Deities see fit to send your ass to the Veil Warden Academy.” A noise causes me to look around the kitchen and then into the dining room. That’s when I realize that we’re not alone. Other parents are sitting

Misty The Drivers at the other table talked about everything from loads to flat tyres to blown turbos but none had mentioned destinations yet, one of them wasnt even a driver just there for the cigarettes food and drinks he could scavange, he was obviously developmentally delayed but why he thought hed start offering other drivers consumables to me i dont know but i wish hed knock it off because yeh i did want a nicotine hit and a drink wouldnt go astray, but I wasnt a scavanger I supplied my own goods and when I couldnt I went without, the only thing I wanted from any of them was a damn lift. "Im good thanks, but I am looking for a lift up north if any of you are going that way? I wont talk

I watched Lo as her face changed, clearly reading the parallels of my mother’s situation to Jesamine’s, and now, potentially her own. I wiped my eyes, determined to finish. “It went on like that for weeks. It was hard. Both of my parents just not themselves. But for my mom it was worse. She was always so warm and wonderful and then it was like a switch turned off. And then, bit by bit, she started to come back. She’d pick me up from school, or make cookies with me instead of Dina. Little random things here and there, you know? Take me to the garden. Walk me around the park. Just as we thought she was coming out of it, bits of her old self showing up here and there: out of nowhere, Kyle died

Their parting words echoed in her mind, serving as a compass guiding her through the darkest of times. In the days that followed, grief enveloped Amelia like a suffocating fog, threatening to consume her. The loss of her parents left a void within her that seemed insurmountable. Yet, in the depths of her despair, she clung to their teachings, drawing solace from the indomitable spirit they instilled in her.

Both of them pleaded with such tearful sincerity that there wasn't a dry eye among those present. However, I coldly kicked them to the ground. "Get lost! It's none of my business even if you starve to death. You want money? Dream on! Security, drag these two out! Don't let them near the company ever again!" The video cut out suddenly, with the final frame showing my parents wailing in despair and my cold, callous expression. The onlookers erupted into another uproar. "She's nothing but an ingrate! Her parents were so good to her. They came all the way from the countryside to see her, and this is how she treats them?"

“Can we continue tomorrow… if you don't mind?” “It's okay, Mia,” he smiled at me. “There are two options to guide you properly. We are going to start the first option now.” He stood up from the bench. His chest rested on my back. His hands on mine. He began to guide me. But it was all in vain. Shame wore me like cloth. My parents paid a thousand dollars, and here I was, acting like an ungrateful being. “Mia… you're still not getting it,” he sighed. “Are you sure… You wanted to continue learning?”

I guided 3,600 souls across the River Styx. I endured the fires of Hell 3,600 times on behalf of the rich and powerful. I turned down 3,600 offers from the King of Hell to be reborn into a life of wealth and privilege. Finally, after I earned enough merit, the King of Hell allowed me to return to the day of my father’s wedding. I shoved my way through the guests and screamed until my voice gave out. “Dad! Don’t marry her!”