Tangled Parents Novels & Stories

Tears gathered in Harper's eyes. "I thought he loved me." Her voice cracked. "I thought we were building a future together." She laughed bitterly. "Turns out... I was just another woman he planned to destroy." Ava's expression remained unreadable. "I know I can't undo what I did." "No," Ava agreed. "You can't." Harper wiped at her eyes. "I'm pregnant." "I know,” Ava chimed. "I don't want my child growing up with a father like Tristan."

────୨ৎ──── “Shit, that is crazy.” Christy chuckled. “Yep. They ended up calling our parents. And the bickering and arguments began there, each parent accusing the other, until—” “Until—” ────୨ৎ──── In the principal’s office, there were three sets of parents, one for each child. The children of the parents stood behind their respective parents. Two were wrapped with bandages, and one was looking bored out of his mind. Toby was annoyed; he was finally back, and he had to deal with nonsense like this.

"Tia and Ralph aren't my biological parents. My real parents were both rogues. They had been banished from their pack and wandered across the country searching for a place where we could start anew. But they caught a deadly infection. The Disease killed them slowly. I didn't catch it, I don't know why, but it did not affect me. I had no idea what was going on. I was only 5. And, I don't even know how I remember this, but my mom sat me down one day..." Mama had tears in her eyes. She has been looking sad these days. "Look what your father did to us. We're rotting all alone out here. Can you believe it? My own mate got us banished from my pack." She said stuff like this a lot. I don't think sh

I started, the bitterness seeping into my tone despite my efforts to remain composed. ‌ My mother's expression softened with understanding. "Ah, yes. How is it going?” she asked, her voice tinged with sympathy. ‌ I nodded grimly. “Well, Tania’s reckless action caused quite a bit of trouble during the negotiation,” I admitted, my frustration bubbling to the surface. ‌ My father's brow furrowed in concern. "What kind of trouble?" he asked, his tone serious. ‌ As I spoke, I could see the disbelief and disappointment reflected in my parents' eyes. I recounted the events of Tania's trespass into the rival pack's territory and her attempt to steal sacred herbs under the guise of medicine, causing

So why the sudden change of mind? She rubbed her head and attempted to remember what had happened. Sky had confessed his admiration for her, but deep in her heart she suspected they were cousins, and carried the same blood in their veins. In Tribute, the rules didn't condone marriages between cousins. But she knew of the gift of the Sue family; as her mother and Yvette were sisters, they carried a special ability, which they would always pass on to their children.

I couldn’t understand what was happening to her until Mom muttered a name that I didn’t want to hear. "Ambrose." Oh, no, no, no! Mom wasn’t in pain because something was happening to her. But she was in pain because something had happened to Dad. . #TBC

"Please... please mum..." Eleanor kept pleading. "Whatever, you better be home at a responsible hour and do not even think of getting pregnant out there. You still have at least a year left to graduate and I am not in any way financially buoyant enough to take care of you and a child out of wedlock." Her mum stated "Mum!! Come on have some faith in me." Eleanor uttered with her hands folded with creased brows. "Didn't your best friend, Patricia's grandmother had faith in her before she ran off with some hoodlum from the streets? Well, I am not buying that faith shenanigans thing, just don't get pregnant." Her mum vehemently said.

My father drew me by the hand and directed my gaze toward him. I totally ignored him. "Officers, he is upstairs, let's go" Just then, Rickard came downstairs. His eyes looked like he was struggling to stay awake. “What's up bro? What is all this fuss about?" He asked, feigning ignorance. It sickened me to know that someone his age was leaving with his parents. He has basically become useless. All he did was gamble and associate with the wrong people. I rushed to him and held him by the collar then threw him across the room.

“Where are you going, son?” I turn to Mr. De’Mario. His look is so damn obvious. He does not want me to leave. He understands this game better than my parents, who are trying to be civil. They are giving this family more credit than they deserve. If they could lock up their own daughter in a stinking dungeon for years without even caring for the little child, then they would stoop to any extremities just to pull this deal. I mean, them agreeing to marry their daughter off to Adam Stone is a fact by itself about how much they hate her. I mean, what kind of civil, sane parent would want to marry their child to me?

Chapter 9 Most times, the most difficult moments in one's life are when you are in a dilemma to make such risky decisions. As I lay restlessly in bed all night, lost in the depths of my thoughts, I weighed the precarious odds and potential benefits of my situation. The tangled web of relationships had captured me completely. Mr. Blackwood's relentless pursuit continued incessantly, despite our familial ties. His persistence both intrigued and unsettled me, casting shadows of doubt on the affinal bond we shared.