Novel & Cerita Vengeful Father Syndrome

The word hung between us. “He keeps saying I’m not ready…” I tried again. “He’s saying you’re not trustworthy.” Father’s voice was sad. “That’s what ‘not ready’ really means. He doesn’t trust you with the truth because he thinks you’ll use it against him. Or run back to me. Or see him for what he really is.” “And what is he?” Father was quiet for a long moment. Then: “A man who’s let revenge consume him so completely that there’s nothing left. No mercy. No compassion. No room for love.”

I take a shuddering breath at what she has just said. My mom never loved me. It was her way of getting back at him; she slept with Calvin to get back at who my father was and what we had done. Does she not realise I am nothing like him or her, for that matter? She used me in her sick and twisted game of revenge, yet my father didn’t give a fuck about me or her, for that matter. No, she knew he wouldn’t care. I shake my head as I stand now, knowing the truth. My father is a wolf. The surroundings swirl like smoke as I am somewhere else. I’m in a white room almost, with white smoke swirling around. Ok this is new!

Just because they think I am coming to discuss an alliance with them, it doesn't mean that I am going to join them. I hated the Deadly Nightshade pack with a passion so strong that if I had my way I would destroy the whole pack without a second thought. Unfortunately, I am unable to take retribution on my asshole father for what he did to me, but I can still get my revenge on that useless thing called my mother. I may have only been 3 when my father gave me away, but I remember everything he and my mother did. If my brothers or sister want to stand in my way, then they will die as well.

He had something unpleasant to say and was beating around the bush. "Flávio, rip the bandage off at once, it's better than pulling it off little by little," I said, already impatient. "Your grandfather warned you to be careful with your father, because he didn't get attached to anyone and had an aggressive demeanor. He felt no guilt or empathy when he hurt someone." "In other words, he's always been a monster. I already know that." "Your grandfather said the diagnosis couldn't be made because your father refused to undergo testing, but that your father certainly suffers from a behavioral disorder, which was reported by a psychiatrist who was a friend of your grandfather's."

His father had never had such an outburst toward him before and because of her—because of the evilness that runs in her blood that she can't get enough of, his father would begin to see him in a bad light. "Did you have a lovely day at work?" She added, puckering her lips and kissing Logan loudly on the cheek, Jason could hear from where he stood. Jason curled his fist into a ball and stormed out of the house, leaving the both of them behind. He desperately wanted to turn around and accuse Mia for being responsible for leaking the tape. He wanted to confess to his father at that point that Mia was using him as a tool of revenge to get back at him for cheating on her.

That is so messed up. After that my mother was killed. I felt her tether to me snap, at the same time my father fell to his knees. He was devastated, broken, and he was never the same. I couldn't recognize him anymore. But when Valerie, the gammas' daughter, came to live with us having no guardian willing to take her in, he started acting like his old self again. It made me happy, and I never thought of being jealous for the bond they both share. That is just being ridiculous. Feeling jealousy for something that gives happiness back to my father is nothing sort of animalistic.

my father snapped, still on high alert. "Mr. Victor Vance—Mr. Ryder's father—is on his way here with hundreds of his lethal mercenaries!" Dante roared impatiently. "The old man is furious upon hearing the news of his son's death in the ocean. And he blames you, Miss Mary! He believes that Mr. Ryder's obsession with you is what caused his pride and joy to die in vain!" The blood in my veins felt as if it had been completely drained. I swallowed hard, instinctively clutching my flat stomach protectively.

She would pay for that drama show she had put on. The mere thought of Reva twisted something dark and ugly inside his chest. And his mind slid easily into violent territory, fuelled by hatred he no longer bothered to restrain. He hated her. He despised her sanctimonious voice, her wounded expression, and her bitch mother, with her judging eyes and holier-than-thou attitude. His father's voice returned, as it always did when his anger reached this level—loud and relentless. “I gave you everything. And you still failed.”

Don't try to sugar coat your actions' he snapped at his Father. His father smiled weakly at his attitude. He knows what he did to Xavier is not acceptable. But he was heartbroken at the loss of his dear wife, whom he used to love more than anything else. He just couldn't cope up with his grief and wanted to blame someone for his loss. And Xavier became the scape goat. 'Come back again when you find someone without whom you feel like you cannot live. Just the thought of anything happening to them makes you feel like tearing this world apart. When it hits you, it will hit you hard' his father told Xavier when the latter turned to leave.

A month or so more of research, and I would have uncovered the truth behind Vampires, or at least that they existed. Throwing items into my overnight bag, I begin thinking about what happened to mom and how our father did what he did. I couldn’t imagine the pain she must be feeling knowing that her husband not only had an affair with another woman and had not one but two children with her, he also gave us within a deal with a vampire. Her mind must be reeling and her emotions on overdrive. The next twenty-four hours will be tough on her, but we can’t stay here. Even if we didn’t have to go to The Kingdom, we couldn’t stay here. Not with the possibility of our father coming home and trying to