Tangled Parents Novels & Stories

Dear Readers, As we close the final chapter of *Tangled Truths*, I find myself filled with gratitude and emotion. This journey with Lucas and Flora—from adversaries to soulmates, through betrayal and redemption, death and rebirth—has been an extraordinary one to share with you. Your messages, comments, and unwavering support have meant everything to me throughout this series.

“I’m Alex, his father.” Elena’s eyes widened in shock as she did a double take. This was Thomas’s father? She had never seen this man before in her life. “Oh, this is such a terrible way to meet. I’m so sorry.” Elena pleaded, her eyes creasing in disappointment. Instead of being receptive, Alex snapped at her, “Couldn’t you have done your job properly?” “I-I’m sorry, but this isn’t my fault,” Elena said, her voice barely above a whisper. Her head banged and she isn’t in the mood to be shouted at right now. Before she could say something else, the doctor called out for her and Alex followed.

Ryan booms, patting me on the back. I untangle myself from his wife and nod at him, “Thank you, Ryan.” “And be careful, darling,” Theresa squeezes my shoulder, “Don’t let all the things happening discourage you.” You mean I shouldn’t let the fact my school, Nester Rist, Everest Reed, and Axel motherfucking Parker all have a reason to snap my head off my neck? Sure! Easy peasy. Talon comes forward, towering over me with dominance he didn’t have just a day ago, and steps between me and his parents.

“So, that’s why she says I can go back when I get strong enough. I have absorbed some of Tawnie’s powers. She’s not exactly alive. She’s kind of in a perpetual limbo. And now so am I. It all makes sense now! That’s why I’m here. I’m in limbo while my body transitions. Talon must have absorbed her powers without telling me.” My mother nodded. “He has. That’s why he’s not with you. Well, not really.” “What do you mean?” I inquired curiously. My parents both whistled, and within seconds, two large tigers walked into the room. One went straight to my mother, while the other one went over to my father. They both scratched their tiger’s ears.

Andrews gestured towards a chair. “Please, do sit.” Rosie complied, folding her hands neatly in her lap as she faced the older woman. “Mrs. Sterling,” Mrs. Andrews began, her tone measured, “you are aware of the difficulties Isabella has been facing with her classmates?” Rosie nodded. “It is most regrettable,” the Headmistress continued, her expression tightening slightly. “We have done everything within our power to contain the… situation regarding your husband—Mr. Charles Sterling—but I fear it has proven impossible. Particularly given that the matter involves the mothers of two of our students.”

With one hand tucked in my pant pocket, I took measured, yet deliberate, steps. My skin crawled, my brain screaming that I should turn around and leave, never to return. It seemed the old wound reopened. Dreadful memories flooded every nerve and vein. The soles of my shoe clicked against the marble floor. The butler opened the door for me. "Welcome home, young master Zale," giving me a brief bow. I asked, "Where are my parents?" My eyes fixed on the large family portrait on the wall. "At the garden," he replied and without waiting another second, I walked out on him, heading to my room.

His parents really know how to hook and tie someone down to do their budding. If not for this, he would never have tolerated Alana all these years now would he need to call for this breastfast to make his parents understand that he did not want Alana and would never marry her. He would surely find a way out of this if not, everything will automatically go to Mandy since he had no other siblings and his parents adopted her after her parents passed away in a ghastly car accident.

“Well, did Argent tell you anything about our family? What was in that envelope you gave me to give to my mate?” His head perked up at the word ‘ours’ and he stuttered a little, “Uh, no. He said I had to do my job before I got any information. And I’m not exactly sure what was in it. Argent just said that I had to give it to you.” I sighed and sat back down on top of a big paint bucket, trying not to fall, “Well, my name is Tyler. My parents are Jamie and Anna. I have two older siblings, Tallon and Benjamin. He goes by Benny. Tallon has three little girls and they are the coolest kids you’ll ever meet,” I smiled at him as his eyes looked at me in wonder, “Daddy is a crazy redneck who likes

Gazelle has convinced Tamara to tell Dean what they heard in the boutique. "I do not know how he is planning on doing it, but I have a feeling that he will use rogues the way they use rogues to kill my parents. I do not believe my stupid uncle could have planned a whole attack on my parents alone. He was not clever enough. He must have had help. I will know the jokes around this area better than your father and my father. My father went to talk to them, and they attacked him because they knew he would come out by him. to speak to them. He must have known them. You know how we made friends with rogues and that they are now part of our Pack. Who has said that our parents were not doing the sam

“Why would you think I would hurt your sister?” From the corner of my eye, I see Maeve shake her head. She doesn’t want them to tell me. I growl softly, getting their attention back. “Why?” “A werewolf killed our parents.” Tate spits out. “Because they wouldn’t do magic for him.” Meadow adds. I turn to look at Maeve. “Who?” She must know who killed her parents. “Beta Trevor.” “When?” I ask her, standing. “Three years ago.” I can see Xander’s tension, feel it through our family bond. He didn’t know that his mate has been struggling to take care of what’s left of her family all on her own for three years.