Toxic Parents Novels & Stories

“He’s my boss. It’s part of my job to understand how he works.” Chloe smirked, unconvinced, but she didn’t push further. Instead, she leaned back in her chair, tapping a pen against her desk. “Well, if I were Jaxon, I’d probably cut ties with that man entirely. Toxic parents aren’t worth the headache.” I nodded absently, my thoughts drifting back to the scene I’d witnessed earlier. Jaxon’s father had a way of making everyone around him feel small, and I couldn’t help but wonder how Jaxon had managed to endure it for so long.

She had done everything possible to help Melvin heal and move on but none seemed to be working. The relationship with her husband was what could be described as toxic and she could bet that it left a scar on the innocent heart of Melvin. Melvin had experienced how her parents lived like strangers under the same roof and also how his father never took care of his mother but instead married another woman into their home. Melvin hated his father for it and the hatred lingered until Melvin his father had died while he was still at a young age , though not without leaving him with this cause he now carried.

He laughed and turned his head to me, nervous laughter, and I sat up with a smile attempting to ease him, "The damage she did over the years could have been avoided." It was a case of someone you love hurting you like how they knew you had been hurt the most. Nexus didn't have good parents just like I did. They were present in fulfilling their duties sometimes but then they were physically abusive and used the fact that they provided for him which wasn't all the time to guilt him into not talking about their toxic parental patterns. And Ellie did the same thing. She wasn't as innocent as her name neither was she as sweet as the words came from her mouth.

" He acted as if he is very considerate about my parents. As if he cares for them. 'Wicked fellow.' I whined at him and he was there standing in front of me emotionless. "Don't try to twist the things on your side. I know my parents very well. They will never want me to be hooked to an illegitimate relationship. They will never want me to live with a wicked, lier, shameless fellow. They will be the first persons to help me in setting free from this toxic relationship." Ohh! Not a Realtionship. Just a stage of act. Where betrayal and lies are casted on the screen." I sighed. Deep down my heart I felt bad for my parents who had invested a lot of hope and blessings on us on our relationship.

“There isn’t much left to tell, not about when I was a kid. It was the same thing over and over. Mom would sell herself for money, spend a minimal amount of it on food and bills if she could be bothered, and the rest on drugs and alcohol. She’d meet a guy, he’d watch me while she ‘worked’, and I’d usually get a bruise to add to my collection for something or another. Social Services would visit, the guy would leave, and she’d meet someone else, every other night going out and fucking some poor rich guy so she could keep putting the same old shit into her veins. That was it for six years. I’m glad I can only remember two years of it, even if they were the worst years.” His fingertips dug into

Henry asks her. “It wasn’t Zimbabwe so much as my mother,” Anna said. “A lot of things are tolerable to people when they have loving and supportive parents. I lost that with the death of my father,” Anna tells him. Henry nods. His mother had been an excellent woman that he had been very close to. “Well toxic, narcissistic mothers are largely not talked about because we love to have this image that women are excellent maternal figures so there’s practically no accountability most times for their toxicity,”

My mother said to me in an overly dramatic speech. "I am happy to be eaten by my wife than spending another minute in your toxic presence, Mother. You were ready to sell me off to Morrisons for power and could have get rid off me if he had asked you. The damage has already done, Mother. You never treated me like a mother should treat her child. For you, I was the key to expand your empire so you can rule it according to your wishes. Same applies on Father. You both ruined a happy family. We could be a happy family if you kept your ambitions and greed aside." I said and in that moment I knew that we were dead for one another. I lost my parents forever but I had no regret as I had the woman wh

“No. We have this discussion every single time, yet you never listen to me. You’re trying to destroy my pack with your stupidity! How am I going to pass on my position to you? At this rate, I will have to have to find someone more competent to take your position,” Jennifer looked so close to tears. I barely knew, but this is the most vulnerable I’ve ever seen her. Honestly, I could care less about her, but I was pissed. Pissed by how much her father reminded me of mine. Always trying to push me beyond my limit, trying to force me in his path, when I didn’t want that, always telling me to be the best of the best, even when I was far better than my peers. This parental pressure was very danger

It hurt, but it hurt more to see my mother suffer. "Hmph..." Heitor expressed his displeasure. "We're taught to romanticize family." "Exactly. And sometimes we remain trapped in a toxic family that doesn't bring us anything good simply because the social and moral concepts instilled in us are so strong that we force ourselves to endure everything," I concluded. "My father is a piece of shit, Sam! And I don't want to be like him. Help me." Heitor looked at me with a tear rolling down his handsome face.

My thoughts also drifted back to eighteen years ago. As far back as I could remember, my so-called parents had treated me with nothing but neglect and abuse. They never registered my birth, nor did they ever give me a name. To them, I was simply “Stinky.” At mealtimes, they always ate first, and I lived on whatever scraps were left. My clothes never fit, as they were always someone else’s old hand-me-downs. Whenever they were in a bad mood, I was the first person they took it out on.