Tara Westover Father Burns Novels & Stories

Tamara says from the office door. "I know, but you know what? I feel like it is somewhat my fault as well. I was like my father, and I did not realize it. What would have happened to me if I never met you? You showed me the right way. I cannot explain to you how much I appreciate that. Honey, what would I have done without you? I feel terrible because my parents have caused all this trouble for us. I cannot believe I always wanted to please my father and was trying to be more like him. I should have strived to be more like your father. Your father always told me I was not a like my father and could be a better person. I should have listened to him, but he died so soon. It is my father's faul

my father was slowly borning. I watched him in horror,I watched his hands get consumed by the very fire I created, hands that he used to cuddle me,hands that comforted and stroked my back.I was the monster who killed my father,there was no accident, just me a flaming beast. “Baby look...ahh..l oo k away!!!” My father struggled with the fire,he was trying to put it out by hitting it on the wall but the wall as well was consumed with fire.

Because my father's childhood sweetheart's daughter was accidentally burned, my father was angry and locked me in the fire house where werewolf criminals were punished. He assigned the housekeeper to set the room to spray fire every 2 hours. The burns were excruciating, my werewolf healing barely keeping me alive between sessions. Ten days later, he finally remembered he had a daughter and decided to let me out. But what he didn't know was that I had already died in that fire house, never to wake again.

(Tanya's Pov) I gaze helplessly at the burning fire, thinking of who could have sent those intruders. I hated the fact that they had to kill the Ex Beta who had been a very good man. Something in me kept denying my father was behind because he never mentioned to me once that he was going to kill the Beta. He had never even talked about it before.

Unless he missed his guess, Heather’s friend Jack’s continued existence was a matter of some doubt. So he nodded and headed for the study, Lauren trailing behind him.bThe fire was lit a bad sign, he knew. Dad only lit the fire in here when he was worried. His father was sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of it, staring into the flames. Toby stopped just inside the door, but Lauren slipped by him and put her hands out to the flames. None of them spoke for a while. Finaly, Brian sighed and stood up. He walked slowly around Toby. “How are you feeling?” he asked as he came around front. His leg burned, and it was too weak to run on yet. He wouldn’t lie to his father, but he didn’t have t

“I’m so sorry Gio I don’t know what to say. No wait I do, your father was a dick I get that the dude was a child trafficking perv and I honestly can’t say I’ll shed tears over him. But what he made you do was wrong no kid should be put through that.” “You don’t have to do that, I’m long past making peace with who I am Tara, I don’t want you to pretend you’re okay in front of me. I did a lot of fucked up shit just like that some way worse than that I’m not a fucking angel, I’m every bit of the monster you ran from the past few months.” “Hey, listen I know… I’m not familiar with this whole mob thing and yeah, I’m strongly against killing people.” She shifts to cup my face in her hands pulling

I was taken aback and couldn’t help but notice how aloof she was compared to my own mother who had always been so warm and inviting, even while she suffered depression throughout her life. Once we were in the privacy of Hugo’s bedroom, he said, “I have to apologize about my mom. She may come off as rude but don’t take it personally.” He slumped his shoulders, his whole face downcast. “I never told you this, but a few years back, my dad was a firefighter in Greater Madawaska. A house in town caught fire, and a child was caught inside. They’d pulled the mother out, but she was hysterical, screaming for her son. My father ran in trying to save him, but he never made it out. They say he exhauste

Father did what he told me he would do, he kept his word. We went to the house and he finally saw the living condition I lived in down in the basement. He had gone ahead and grabbed all my books for me, he's known how much I love to read. Tara was livid and Marissa tried to grab me but dad wouldn't let it happen. He even had Tyler the other beta meet us at the house so nothing would happen. He told them to stay away from me, and to not even talk to me. They were still invited to the gala however, since Tara's father would be attending it also.

I need to find a way to end this. I won’t let her destroy what’s left of my family. I’ll dig deeper. There must be something I can use against her or against him. Maybe I’ll make her life hell until she runs away on her own. Or maybe I’ll find out why my father is so obsessed with her. One thing is sure — this isn’t over. Elara will regret choosing my father over me. I’ll make sure of it. Elara’s POV

He turns his back at it; he is walking to the gate; I stood there perplexed; unable to move a muscle; Drake saw that my pale face, and he came back, he held my hand, and dragged me out of the burning house; as I walk ahead with Drake; I saw the house getting burnt down to the ground. Dad's files; and photos he had with Drake's dad; gone; everything is burnt inside the fire, Including the letter as well; I really hope, whatever dad told me at his letter, no one else, finds his research; if not, it can cause Drake and his clan to be in danger; and as soon as I get home, I will have to burn dad's research; I can’t take any more chances.. Who knew; Muna was right after all as she did saw a Werew