Wicked Parents Guide Novels & Stories

“Your parent‍s…‍ they can be cunning. Don‍’t let them fool you.‍ They hav‍e their ways, and they’ll test you. Av⁠oid them when you‌ need‌ to. Tr‍ust your in‍stincts.” I nodded⁠ slowly, trying‌ to absorb her words.‌ I‌t was difficult to pr‍oces‍s everyt‍hing, the pack’s respect⁠, Kingston’s authority‍, my⁠ rol‍e as Luna, and now the subtle warning about my own parents.‌ It felt like I was‌ walking through a world I only half understood, a world that‌ expected me t‍o‌ know my place whil‍e I was stil‍l figuri⁠ng out who I even was.⁠

My parents were the alpha and the lum to the pack respectively, they weren't the nicest type you would see or notice, They belonged to an occult group, in the real world they were wealthy people who had net worth of billions, they had everything they wanted and they controlled lots of things In the underworld they were pack rulers and their protocols were strict, they were thought and they tolerated nonsense of no kind. My parents could be best described as the worst vullans on Earth, they wages baseless war against other packs, won and then joined them with theirs, causing every single wolf in the pack to swear an oath of loyalty to them. Hence my parents pack multiplied and grew abundantly

Their Daddy is also very special. "We cannot choose our magic in front of adults. We can also not show them that we already have our wolves. Every time adults come into this room, we have to act like babies. Remember what we promised the moon goddess. We do not want everybody to know about our little secret. Every time I walk in, we are normal babies. We quickly use our magic to return everything to normal. If they come in, we smile cutely and pretend we are normal babies," Victor says. They do not know about the baby monitor because their father installed it while they were in the hospital with their mother. They do not know that their mother and father have seen them change into wolves and

And I'm not talking about ordinary novels or magazines. These were thick books with titles like “The Alpha Parent's Guide,” “Raising Werewolf Twins: A Complete Manual,” “From Pack Leader to Father: Transitioning with Grace,” and most conspicuously—“Parenting for Dummies: Werewolf Edition.” “Seraphina?” I approached her cautiously, as if the pile of books might explode at any moment. “What... what is all this?” She lifted her head with a bright smile that immediately put me on guard. That smile—the kind that said she had a plan and I was going to be a part of it whether I liked it or not.

" 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.

she finished as her parents approached her. " Oh fuck my life," she murmured making Kendrick chuckle. " I can see you both are getting along quite well." Anika, the evil witch said. " Of course, we are getting to know each other since I was practically forced into this, by yours truly wicked witch of the west and father dearest." she jabbed. " We wish you all the best in your marriage and you will hear from me soon." her dad added walking away with Anika in tow. " That was pretty harsh," Kendrick said as they walked towards his parents.

My father hurried forward obsequiously to greet him. Then, he casually handed the man the whip he was holding. “Mr. Wachs, this is my daughter. She’s very young, just as you requested. I trust she’ll meet your expectations. She’ll cooperate however you need.” Mr. Wachs swept his eyes over me with a lewd and vulgar expression. “Good. I appreciate the gesture.” After that, my father led the whole family away. As he closed the door, he did not forget to add a reminder. “Now that you see how serious I am, I trust that you’ll provide us with strong support in our upcoming venture.”

To the savages circling territories. To sealed laws and forgotten rituals. His door bursts open. His father steps in first. Followed by his mother. They both freeze when they see the cracked wall. The lingering scent. Smoke. His mother’s eyes sharpen immediately. “What happened?” Grayson hesitates. He remembers Malisha and Beatrix’s warning, and his promise. He sighs. “Nothing?” He replies. His parents eyes change indicating that their wolf was taking over. “Grayson, we are not fools. We hear our son yell fuck, and we see his wall smashed,” his father says.

"Ezekiel, Vivian's being very generous. Not making you pay damages is already pretty nice of her. Look at yourself. You have no money or connections. You're just dead weight hanging around Vivian. Don't you think you should have some self-awareness and leave? Stop dragging Vivian down!" I was shaking with rage, staring at Vivian's heartless expression. "Vivian, do you have any conscience left?! My parents! No, your parents! They worked hard their whole lives for us. They came all this way to see you, and you killed them! Now you want me to leave with nothing? Is this how you treat them? Is this how you honor them?!" "Shut up! Don't mention those two old geezers of yours in front of me!"

“You knew exactly what you were doing. You killed them because they were getting too close to your dirty secrets, didn’t you?” Jack stepped forward, his hand sliding into mine, gripping it tightly. He stared down at his parents. “They’re not worth it, Vivian. Don’t waste your energy on these monsters.” I nodded, taking a deep breath as I let his words sink in. He was right. They weren’t worth any more of my time, my anger. They were already paying the price for their sins. “Let’s go,” Jack said. “We’re done here.” Together, we turned and walked out of the bathroom, leaving his parents behind, their weak pleas falling on deaf ears.