Tangled Parents Novels & Stories

This was particularly evident when Tiffany began experiencing haunting nightmares about the tragic accident that had claimed the lives of her parents, Orion O'Hearn and Ysabelle O'Hearn, years ago. The dreams replayed the horrifying event in vivid detail—the image of masked men ambushing her parents, their lives cut short in an act of ruthless violence. Each night, the nightmares intensified, leaving Tiffany emotionally exhausted and desperate for answers. The pain of losing her parents had haunted her for years, but now it seemed like something more sinister was at play.

"All that black and those sunglasses—are you trying to audition for a Bond villain?" His lips twitched, almost a smile. Almost. "Less talking, Mrs. Creek." The car lurched forward, taking off behind Aidan's Tesla. Mrs. Creek?" I echoed, blinking. The name sounded so foreign, so wrong. I sighed, leaning back in my seat. The fight had been sucked out of me, leaving only the hollow ache of exhaustion. Memories of my parents flickered through my mind unbidden. If they were still alive, none of this would be happening.

" Don't be unreasonable... " " I'll pay the money. Just give me two days to get it." I interrupt, sending the director a pleading look. Two days? I don't know where the hell I'll get that amount of money but I know I won't allow them to unplug my mother. She is all I have left. The director lets out a deep sigh, he shakes his head. " I'll give you till tonight. If you have the money, I'll let her continue her stay. But if not, the nurses will proceed to disconnect her." He declares, giving me a hard long stare.

"You are my business. In a few hours, you’ll be my wife unless, of course, you want to watch your family die." My breath stalled. Then I heard it. "Please don’t kill me!" My mother’s voice. My stomach twisted. I turned sharply, my eyes locking onto the phone. My parents. Tied up. Helpless. I hated them. God, I hated them more than anything. But this… I couldn’t let this happen.i won't be the reason they died. Scout watched me, his smirk fading. He knew he had won. I swallowed, my nails digging into my palms. "Don’t think you can threaten me."

"Don't be mad, okay? That day, I actually ditched my parents and went to the hospital to find you. I heard everything you said to Connor. "I did some digging. Turns out, delusional disorder runs in Connor's family. His mom had it too. And I traced your mom's and Connor's dad's movements back then. After your mom left the country, there's no record of them ever seeing each other before his mom died." It was June. Even at night, it felt warm. But I felt so cold I couldn't stop shaking. If that was the truth, then why did I have to go through all that suffering?

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Tang Muxue held Yang Xiao's red eyes and said, "Thank you, thank you for understanding my parents' difficulties!" Although Tang Muxue was extremely disappointed with Zhao Qin and Tang Jianguo, they were her biological parents after all. She couldn't just stand by and watch her parents lose face. Yang Xiao could understand Zhao Qin and Tang Jianguo's mood at the moment. They really did everything for the sake of face. Zhao Qin and Tang Jianguo were considered qualified parents, ignoring the fact that they were vain and unfriendly to each other. At least, they had nothing to say to their daughters.

I cut the link off, I wanted to follow, the trail, but I have to do it some other time if I’m lucky to catch that scent again, oh well off to my pack. Tiffanye POV: The next day I woke up feeling much better it was like I slept all my troubles away from last night. Instead of trying to rebuild a relationship with my parents, I realize that the relationship is too far gone, to ever be repaired. Last night made me finalize my decision, as of this day and here on out, I have no parents they are dead to me. I begin to get my day started I do my usual routine, shower, and get dressed.

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Tears of joy welled up in them as I stared at my parents, my heart overflowing with love and longing. I took a step forward, my voice trembling with emotion. "Mom... "Dad..." I whispered, my voice barely audible. My mom turned around, a warm smile on her face. "Ella, darling, our dear daughter." My dad stopped playing the flute and stood up, his eyes shining with love. "Our little Ella, all grown up." But something didn't feel right. My parents were dead. Who were these people? I took a step back, my heart racing with mixed emotions. I was about to rush into their arms when, suddenly, darkness began to hollow around them. It started as a faint shadow but quickly grew, swirling around my pare