The Hating Game Parents Guide Novels & Stories

“He gave his consent to this marriage. As the next king in line, he is supposed to be at his father's side no matter what.” “Oh I see...” It was matters of the throne. The game of thrones were bloody scenes in the royal family. Every one fights for the crown including the women. But only one person gets to wear it. Parents kill their children and siblings kill each other to get there. What a waste of blood. "Thank you, Alissa." I sank back to my seat as she went back to her space. Few minutes later, the Empress came back and Prince Alaric was with her. He looked sad and avoided me the whole time. This was unbearable for me. I went to meet him, where he stood alone.

It was common knowledge who her father was a corrupt politician that dug his own grave by working for minataur. Raven's pov I saw red at Seth's words.white hot blinding rage that consumed every fiber of my being. My eyes a blood chilling red. That was a low blow talking about my family was always the one way to set me off. Luke warned me about letting my emotions getting the best of me. " you must be cool and detached not letting your enemies getting you to react' don't fear those that boast but fear the calm the calm don't need to boast because the calm already knows what there going to do".

“What do you mean by you don’t want?” “Because I can feel it in my bones that she is mine.” “Then it wouldn’t hurt to be one hundred percent sure other than feeling in your bones.” “Dad, this is my family, you should have consulted me before giving out any orders.” “She is also my family, I want to know if she is my granddaughter.” “And if she isn’t, will that make you love her less?” “You know that is not possible son, I didn’t love the mother less when I found out what she went through.”

"If you had been there for Michael, maybe he wouldn't be gone now." Jonathan's heart ached with guilt, his own grief mingling with the weight of his mother's blame. "Mom, I didn't know... I couldn't have known that he was going to be in that situation." “You’re murderer! A killer. I hate you! It’s all your fault.” If words could kill Jonathan would be dead by now. He bit his lower lip and swallowed hard because those were the words he wanted to hear from his own mother. His eyes were a little tearful and like a little child he lookedbat his father asking for help.

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he said in a threatening voice. Sierra clenched her fists. "Are you threatening me?" She said in disgust. "You can take it as whatever you want, dear. But if I were you, I'd be mindful of what I do or say to avoid ruining something my father has been trying to build for so long" he said sending Sierra a deadly glare that sent shivers down her spine. She stiffened and snorted coldly before looking out the window. She knew he was right. Her father needed their help and she had to be careful with her actions toward the King. She had to go with the arrangement even if it required her to put up with a jerk.

“She’s my daughter. I decide what’s best for her.” They were too close now, the same way they had been last night. The air between them crackled, thick with tension, though this time it was laced with frustration instead of longing. Sienna refused to back down. “You’re suffocating her.” “And you’re overstepping.” His voice was lower now, almost a growl. A heavy silence stretched between them, both unwilling to look away first. Then, as if sensing the growing hostility, Lily made a small noise, her fork clattering against her plate. Both adults turned to her. She looked between them with wide, nervous eyes, her small hands clenched tightly together.

"Mommy, you're going against the rules. You're not supposed to pay the game like this!" Zion was a little depressed. "You're a grown-up, yet you're still shameless. How can you stand that?" Why should I feel shameful? I must win over this! Mango didn't care at all and continued to act shamelessly. "Wisdom laughed happily on the side. Rita sat next to Wisdom and looked at the competition between her brother and mommy. She could not help but say, ""Zion, you'd better give up. If you make Mommy cry, Daddy will beat your a*s when he comes back!"""

I asked looking at him suspiciously. “Well, truth is my dad is threatening to disown me if I continue to damage his image with my playboy scandals. So he said that if I won’t start taking responsibility for my actions, he will disown me. Also, I want to be responsible now. Now that I have realized that how I almost lost my Precious Nora because of my silly playboy manners. I am sorry Nora. But please, let’s keep the baby. You might not know, but I love kids. So yeah I can’t let you do anything with my kid just because you are scared.” Xavier started hesitantly but ended determined and sternly.

I said through gritted teeth, "when you stoned my mother. When you laughed as they humiliated us. When you opened the doors wide for the woman who replaced her and her precious daughter." I took a breath, fury boiling under my skin. "You watched as we were stripped of everything. You let it happen. You enjoyed it. And now, you want me to save you?" I shook my head slowly. "Even if I had the power to stop this, I would rather stand back and watch the Mancini behead each and every one of you." Gasps rippled through the truck. Eyes widened in horror. I turned away. I didn’t care. Let them suffer. Let them feel a sliver of what we had felt all these years.