Tangled Parents Novels & Stories

The server appears with menus, giving everyone a moment to regroup. "Large families," Rebecca says finally, her voice smooth and diplomatic. "With very... traditional values. There was some conflict between the families when Tiffany was conceived." "A Romeo and Juliet situation," Eric adds, shooting a meaningful look at his parents. "Star-crossed lovers from feuding dynasties." It's not technically a lie, but it's so far from the complete truth that I feel like I'm watching a carefully choreographed performance. Mom and Dad nod, accepting this sanitised version because it fits into their human understanding of the world.

He took care of my parents without hesitation, those vile people who treated me like a pawn in their debt-ridden games. Her parents—evil was the word that echoed in her mind whenever she thought of them. They'd manipulated her for years, using emotional blackmail and financial desperation to control her life. When Colden entered the picture, he'd swiftly paid off their debts, not out of charity, but to eliminate the threat they posed to her stability. He'd even secured a restraining order, ensuring they couldn't harass her further.

she said. Harry sat in the bed waiting for an explanation from Tamara. She breathed hard and said, “It has been seven years now since my parents died and my uncle Tom took over the company, forcefully kicking me out of it. My parents were going on a vacation and I decided to go along with them not knowing that was going to be the last time that I was seeing them.

continued, "Abyss is a stubborn child. What has he done for you in the past five years? He spent all his energy and effort on your children?and even turned down all the other women. In these five years, I have seen your efforts, and I can see that you are not a woman who relies on someone else. It's true I do mind that you have two children, but since Abyss is not young anymore, and I am also getting old. I just want to ask you, do you agree to marry Abyss?" Tang grandma's words directly stunned Mango. What was going on? Didn't they say that the Tang family was pressuring Abyss?" How could she ask her this question? "Grandma Tang, I..." "Don't rush to answer. I know why you went back to your

Sir Philips couldn’t have returned this early. He had taken the kids out to get some stuff, since they weren’t returning to school this week. Something soft, warm, and soothing touched my skin as soon as I opened the door. “Mum!” Henry squealed, hopping into my arms. His tiny body pressed against mine, and the earlier tension melted instantly. I opened my arms wider to pull Annabella into the hug, tapping them gently and glancing behind them. “What about Dad?” I asked, surprised. They had left the house together, and it was only right he returned with them, since my kids clearly couldn’t have gotten home on their own.

Occasionally they would deal with some issues but other than that they would have the perfect lives. But Parts was gone and now I was left to bear the brunt of the family’s debt. Troy expected me to pay it off and I didn’t want to. But there was nothing I could do about it. Troy had kidnapped me and brought me to his mansion and there wasn’t a word from my parents. They didn’t care that he kidnapped me and was keeping me prisoner. Not once did they come to my aid. Troy was right. If he wanted me, then my parents would agree. They wouldn’t fight him. They didn’t care that Parys ran away. They wanted to be free and they had no qualms about sacrificing me.

My hell continues. I’m still caught in this nightmare. I couldn’t complete the race, which meant my father’s debt was still wrapped tightly around my neck, choking my freedom. Desperation claws at me, and I try to turn my head toward Felix. I need to know… What about my mother? Felix reads my expression like a book. He’s always understood me, even without words. He sighs again, rubbing the back of his neck.

"You're already caught in this web, Karina. Your parents—your blood—are too deeply entangled for you to simply walk away." Her pulse quickened as the realization hit her—*entangled*. Her parents hadn't just died because of debts. They had been part of this web, too. They had been involved with the vampires, perhaps even with Zorana's royal line. She was a thread in that tangled knot, and if what he said was true, there was no escape.

The pack cheered, their applause and cheers mingling with the music. Ronald and Cordelia, Kris and Kate, and Mary all beamed with happiness, sharing in the momentous occasion. As the twins giggled and nipped playfully at their parents' cheeks, Denzel and Claudine knew that this full moon would forever be etched in their memories – the night their children's true nature was revealed, and their love grew even stronger.

The room, with its shared secrets, seemed to constrict around us, echoing the weight of familial enmity. She continued, her gaze meeting mine in a helpless acknowledgment of the complexities that bound us. "Even if we're not enemies, our families are," she stated, her voice a fragile plea that hung in the air like a delicate tapestry of restraint. Her vulnerability mirrored my own, creating an unspoken bond in the crucible of shared dilemmas. "I can't go against my brothers," she confessed, her voice carrying the weight of loyalty that tugged at her very core. The room, a silent observer to our emotional chess game, bore witness to her internal struggle.