Misery Parents Guide Novels & Stories

the pain and fear in his eyes hunted me, i stood still on shaky legs, the box was able to block me from the view of the hunters and demons that came for us. earlier this day Adam and i were making cake when we heard mom blood curling scream, Adam made sure to hid my 12 years old figure promising to be back before heading to the direction of mom scream. he never came back instead i watched as he and mom was murdered. “Mia you look like you just saw a ghost or more like demon, whats wrong?” Chase said. worry finding a place on his face. i still recall the emptiness of Adam once warm brown eyes.

Heath couldn’t help but reflect on the consequences that had led them to this point. “Throw them out.” Jayden’s command hung in the air like a death knell. The guards, their expressions cold and unfeeling, moved forward to carry out his orders. They treated the mother-daughter pair as if they were trash. “No, no!” Madison screamed like a madwoman and ran up to Jayden. “LJ, please don’t abandon me. I can’t live without you.” Amidst the entire ordeal, Madison felt a deep sense of fury and blamed her parents for being greedy and stupid.

Because of his support, I had the confidence to do what I wanted. Marissa, after several more rounds of beatings, finally begged our parents for mercy. Despite being on her knees with tears and snot trailing down her face, despite throwing away all dignity as she pleaded with them, our parents still scolded her. They called her ungrateful and berated her for not knowing her place.

He nodded. My chest tightened. My parents were very selfish but they had never said to my face that I was a mistake even if they’d given birth to me while they were fourteen and fifteen. It was obvious I was a mistake. I knew that much, but hearing it from them would have killed me. “I’m so sorry, Tristan.” I started to regret pressing him to talk about his past. I still wanted to know everything that happened but I didn’t want him to relive any sad memories.

"Oh, honey, what are you saying? It's the least I could do." Dad held her in his arms, then took one last disgusted glance at me. "Don't give her any food or water for the next few days. She should starve for a bit. Let's see if she's still thinking about bags then." The iron door slammed shut, and the whole world seemed to fall into dead silence. I leaned against the ice-cold bars, closing my eyes in despair. I never knew that I was such a despicable person in his eyes. …

] My father wrapped his arms around himself in fear as he cursed, “Annie already gave up her position as the Dawson family’s heiress. She has sacrificed enough! Does it matter if Zinnia eats alone? This system is garbage! I want to terminate it right now!” [The system reserves the right of final interpretation. [Contract term: lifetime. Termination permissions: none.] “What level of pain did we experience earlier?” my mother cautiously asked. [Level 5.] I felt a sense of satisfaction unlike any I had ever known as I watched my parents’ anger and helplessness. So, this was what the Children’s Fairness System felt like. I was elated! My mother waved her hand and pulled me to the dining table.

She actually bats her eyelids at me, her eyes shiny with tears like a child offered candy after being denied for too long. “What the hell is this, a fucking circus?” I couldn’t help but chuckle for a second before straightening up. “Misha, I’m going to need you to tell me something… where are your parents?” “Who?” she tilts her head to the side like a confused kitten. “I don’t have parents….my uncle killed them all,” she starts singing suddenly, bouncing off the chair slightly, and so roughly, she almost slips from the tight restraints. Grabbing Antov, I pulled him behind me, my grip on the gun tighter. “Yes, you do….at least, the people playing your parents for years in my compound.”

he admitted, his voice heavy with regret. "I had the same thought," Mrs. Hail chimed in, her tone filled with sorrow. "I couldn't begin to imagine the pain she endured, witnessing her father's sacrifice at such a young age. I believed she needed professional help to overcome the trauma, but she seemed to recover miraculously. Even facing her mother's condition didn't break her spirit; instead, she grew stronger, determined to honor her parents' memory. But I was wrong. The fear and anguish I saw in her eyes earlier—it's clear she's far from healed," she lamented, her voice trembling with emotion. "To witness my boss and friend meet such a tragic end, and now to see their only child suffer fr

Madness. “I watched everything from the shadows,” Mia’s mother continued, smiling bitterly. “Your wedding. Your pregnancy. Your tears. Your smiles. I was there. Watching. Waiting. Planning.” She crouched down, staring into Raymond’s mother’s tear-filled eyes. “And now, it’s my turn.” Raymond’s mother whispered, “What do you really want?” “To make you feel helpless,” she whispered back. “To make your son suffer, to make sure you know no Joy in this life. To destroy everything you built… with love.”

Then, I followed their gaze and looked out toward the gate, realizing that there was a little crowd at the entrance who seemed to be watching some sort of a commotion out there. I followed the noise to the door and witnessed a scene that horrified me. Mom was dressed in worn, dirty clothes in the middle of the street outside the university campus. Dad was in a wheelchair beside her. Mom was screaming at the top of her lungs. "Look, everyone! My daughter, Raven Carter, abandoned her parents just so that she could attend university! How could there be such a heartless person in this world? She used to be such a good girl growing up! "It's already bad enough that she refused to pay a single bil