Wish Grandpas Never Died Novels & Stories

My mother began sipping wine, staring at me. “His grieving lasted longer than his marriage.” Mrs Morris joked then laughed and my mother and Nina chuckled while Grandpa Philip surprisingly found it amusing as well. Meanwhile, I licked my lips though it was annoying, it was the truth. “Well, I'm grateful for my new motivations to live longer and take my health seriously, I'm grateful for life, and you all.” Grandfather said and I was curious. “What is your new motivation? Ohhh, don't tell me you found yourself a new chick because I know you pull the baddest grandmas, Grandpa Philip.” Jeremy pointed out playfully and I shook my head at him smiling small and Chandler hit his head lightly.

My Dad gives me a weird look but I choose to ignore him for tonight. "I know what is going on in your heads?"Grandpa clears his throat.We all shot up our eyes in his direction in the same way when a teacher tells a tale to his students. "As you all know my mother's fifth death anniversary is on next Friday,I want to disclose her last wish today."He speak in a firm voice but I know how miserable ,he is feeling right now.My great grandmother was a mother,who was his support system in every decision of his life.She died at the age of ninety six,forty one year after the death of her husband.

I said and he sighed before breaking into a fit of coughing "Here pup" Grandpa Caleb said holding a cup of water for Papa who took it with a grateful smile before chugging it down. Grandpa Luca and Grandpa Caleb we're the only original members of the SavageKing pack to still be alive. My great-grandparents Benny and Dimitri passed away when I was 6 years old due to a rogue attack. They had died protecting the pack. I remember crying my eyes out when I watched their bodies being laid down to to rest in the family cemetery when're Mama was laid down when he passes away years prior. The family surrounded the bed as Papa took a shuddering breath.

The old man is asking too much now,am only twenty eight,and he's acting like am in my early fifties! "Before you object to it,do it for me,I don't want to go without knowing there someone you can have to be with you forever"Grandad said. "Fine, Fine" "I've never asked anything of you since you've been born. It's my last and only wish from you"he said,trying to convince me. "I'll go get you ready to be discharged old man"I said and left the room. JoJo was surprisingly not hitting on anyone,much to my surprise.

Only problem was the devil would have to get comfortable being bald. "That's not possible, grandpa had everything he ever wanted, he was a contented man." Even before the Graham name became something juicy enough for the blogs and big time investors, grandpa never complained about lacking anything 'actually necessary' as he would put it. "Well he did. And maybe, just maybe if he hadn't, none of this would be happening." He eased into the head chair, Raina's rightful seat, "It's a shame really." He shook his head, "The thief died before I could get my hands on him." He gaze heated like he could actually picture grandpa taking his last breath with Caleb's fingers wrapped around his throat.

"Stupid granddaughter, how long do you think I'll live? Who do you think will inherit Goldman Inc. after me? Do you think you can live without your grandfather's wealth?" I laughed again. "Who knows, Grandpa? Who knows if I'll be the one to die first? Or I'll probably die first, killed by your endless ambitions!" Grandpa didn't say anything else. He rose to his feet in disgust. I wiped my nose with the edge of my sleeve, which was already soiled with blood. Grandpa paused at the door, then turned to say something. "Take care of your body. I won't be able to do anything else for you if things don't get better."

“Heidi, you are the only hope I have left. You see why I don't want you two to separate.” “Grandpa,” Heidi whined. “I thought we're over that matter.” “Won't you have pity on this old man? I only have a few more days to live. Will you not make my utmost wish come true?” Grandpa Winston said in an offended tone. Then he added, “Alright, Alright. I won't force you, Heidi. My grandson is a scumbag, you deserve a better man.” Heidi was as stubborn as his grandson. If Grandpa Winston hadn't seen that news on TV, he would still be believing that there wasn't any chance for the couple.

"Grandpa, it's not true. Wendy is lying." "Who is your grandpa?" he snapped, stepping back as if she were toxic. "I don't recall having a granddaughter like you." Bianca collapsed, her face white as chalk. Rupert turned to the butler from the Reilly family, his voice ringing with authority. "Tell Mr. Reilly Sr. that his grandson is marrying my true granddaughter, Wendy Pittman, not some impostor playing dress-up." The butler nodded hastily and scurried out. Tessa dropped to her knees, crawling toward Rupert. "Please, Bianca is practically your granddaughter, too. You watched her grow up."

I went to visit him in prison. I looked through the thick glass and saw the young man in a prison uniform. His head was shaved, and he looked pallid. He was my son, but he felt like a stranger. When he saw me, he didn't cry or show any excitement. He simply looked at me for a long, long time. Then, he picked up the receiver. "Mom." His voice was hoarse, almost broken. "A few days ago… I had a dream. In it… In it, it showed me that Grandma and I poisoned you. You died. I even cursed you, saying that you were some feminazi who deserved it."

" I asked, staring at him in bewilderment. Malcolm flew into a rage at this. He grabbed my chin roughly and snarled, "Still trying to play dumb with me, Amara Langford? The Langford family's secret formula—the one that reverses aging. "It's classified as a top national secret—the longevity formula that's only passed down to sons, never daughters. If it weren't for that formula, why would I have bothered pretending with you for so long? "Your brother, your nephew—they all died because of your family's stubbornness. And now, your son's life is in my hands.