The Unforgivable Parents Guide Novels & Stories

Not once. A memory surfaced, unbidden. She was twelve, standing in the kitchen doorway while her parents argued about money. Her father's voice had been cold and clipped. Her mother's had been sharp, defensive. Christiana had learned early that love in their house came with conditions. Good grades. Perfect behavior. No mistakes. Another memory. Sixteen. Her mother adjusting Christiana's dress before a company gala, her hands rough and impatient. "You represent us tonight. Don't embarrass us." Not a single word about how Christiana looked or felt. Only what she represented.

Rest assured that I don’t do something like being too hard as I can kill someone with these bare hands and that my strength was in restriction by this bracelet I wear which my grandfather gave me, he was the only one who knew what I was capable of. Because who in Sam's hell would be glad to see their friend getting harassed by pitiful scums like— what’s his name again? Diego? Ah, sh*t! I just remembered that he is the son of the principal! Oh well, never do anything you don’t want anyone to do to you.

No words would come out. He stood up and I looked at what he was going to do next. "I don't want anyone to get hurt, I don't want to destroy your relationship, but my conscience can't handle my two children being together forever as husband and wife, even if your mother is different. I am your father. I don't want you to continue making mistakes I." it added details.

"Jason, take a look!" My mother's voice burst through the quiet of the late-night room. "Do you think Emily is cheating on you? Don't be an idiot!" Right after that, she forwarded an article: [Never Forgive a Cheating Woman: Once Unfaithful, Forever Unworthy.] Every word pushed me to get a divorce as soon as possible. I gripped my phone, a chill running through my entire body. Ever since I was little, my mom had told me that our family wasn't well-off. As the older brother, I had to shoulder more responsibility. So after graduating high school, I never asked them for another cent.

she began, "our parents were not good people. They were not the loving, caring individuals that you thought they were. In fact, they were evil, bloody murderers!” Her words hit me like a tidal wave, and I struggled to comprehend what she was saying. "What do you mean? They were our parents, Olivia. They raised us, loved us!" Olivia's expression remained unchanged as she explained, "Sofia, I discovered something early on in my life. Our parents were not the saints you believed them to be. They killed people for fun. They drank in the suffering and pain of others that they caused. It was only a matter of time before I had to take matters into my own hands."

“Bryan and I were best friends; in fact, we were more like brothers. Our parents were also very close friends, so each time they visited one another, we would see and play with each other. We attended the same school and everything, we were well known among our pairs, and we were very strong and inseparable duals. Not until our parents had a conflict; it wasn’t just an ordinary conflict; and it was intense and unbelievable. They are crazy to the extent that they set off to kill and destroy one another. Bryan’s family killed my mother, and it was unexpected and tragic, which got my dad highly pissed. Since we were and are still in power, he set off to their kingdom, destroyed everything and k

Sins? What kind of sins had my parents done? They had been the greatest leaders who were loved and respected by all. Why would she say they have committed many sins? And what kind of atonement was she talking about? Killing? Did Mom and Dad do something unforgivable that they needed to be killed for it? Did Lina and my parents have grudges? As I was confused, Lina switched on the TV, and I saw Max appear on the screen. He was sitting on a couch, and the next second, Abigail joined him.

His wolf was also strong and pure, a consolation that the elemental wolf hoped would appease the human's temper when she was finally allowed out again. It was with a heavy heart that she'd paid one last visit to Lisa's adoptive parents, sadly that part of the young woman's life was over now, and with a quick erase spell. The removal of anything pointing to Lisa's existence left them blissfully, unaware that they had ever had a daughter.

I said. Mum sat on the other side of me and patted my back “I’m not happy with you right now, but your still my son and I love you, we all make mistakes, more so, when we think with our hearts instead of our heads, but trust me she will forgive you. She has just been through a lot in her lifetime more then we know. You need to understand that the kind of behaviour you displayed has been her entire life since her parents died. And yes, wolves are unpredictable and aggressive creatures with short fuses, she gets it, she grew up around it, but unfortunately she was also undeservingly on the receiving end of that aggressive and unpredictable behaviour, your reaction triggered some of her worst m

I'd like to hear what else they have to complain about their lives," I mocked sarcastically. But none of the Dentworths could tell that I was being sarcastic. As I gazed at Mathias, who went along with every word the Dentworths said, I no longer felt any trace of sadness for him. Ever since I had been reborn, I finally realized that this son of mine was absolutely useless. Sometimes, when I looked at him, I wondered if he really was my and Thomas' son. How on earth did he turn out to become like this? It turned out that some people were naturally rotten at heart. No matter how much one tried to educate and nurture them, they wouldn't be able to change the fact that the person was already rot