X Men Parents Guide Novels & Stories

"You....You just shouted at me." F*CK this. I clenched my fist and pursed my lips. Then my eyes settled on the glass doll sitting beside me. "It's okay, baby. We shouldn't fight about this. What's done is done." I took her hand and squeezed it. "Instead, we should find a way to make that man pay for humiliating us." "Yes," she nodded with enthusiasm. "We should tell our parents. After all, they both run the pack." Cindy's father, Phillip, is my father's beta. They both have been friends since they were kids. My father never does anything or takes any decision without his consent.

Many women’s parents pushed their children of age, or not at times, towards the alphas. Xavier’s resolve was cracking. “Think about it,” Xander purred with a smirk. “We don’t lose anything in trying. We could have a proper mate. Someone to take care of the house, of us, and have a family of our own.” Xavier leant back on the couch. He looked at the window. The vast green fields stretched before his eyes. He could see the farmhands work diligently. The horses neighed and galloped in their enclosure. The idea was tempting. It whispered in his ear forbidden nonsense.

Unfortunately, good-looking men were just as dangerous as good-looking women. "Lyla, I don't mind being your daddy. If you want, help convince your mommy, and I'll be your daddy." Xavier leaned in and pinched Lyla's chubby face as he spoke. "How cute." Lyla was convinced as she widened her dark eyes. "Really? Lyla's going to have a daddy. That's great!" Olivia glared coldly at Xavier. "Mr. Hemsworth, kids take their parents seriously. Please don't joke about it."

It was a p**n movie of a woman with two guys. "This seems appropriate for this weekend. What do you guys think," he asked with a giggle of his own. Of course, my father said, "Yeah, works for me. What do you think, Maggie?" I watched as the two men on the TV did things to a woman. I had never watched a p**n movie before. I had always thought that the premise of them was stupid. Before my uncle got back to the couch, my father told me, "Here, let's take this off," as he started pulling my tank top off. I sat up slightly to assist with the removal of my shirt.

* Reda Faith * I could not stop the tears from flowing in my eyes as I rode with my father in his white Honda CRV. He is silent while on the steering wheel and I keep my eyes outside the window. I have never made him so angry and disappointed all my life, this is the first time that I have seen him this angry. He even punched a powerful man like Axel. The silence is disturbed by the ringing of his phone above the dashboard of the car. "Yes, Papa?"

His family had not supported the idea at first. Yesterday, when Xen said he had made a mistake, they thought he had lost his mind. His mother had stared at him like he had finally cracked under too many wars. His father had gone quiet in that heavy military way that meant he was measuring every word before he gave one. His grandfather had watched him the longest, old eyes sharp, expression unreadable, as if he had been waiting for Xen to catch up to something everyone else had been too proud to say out loud.

"Though I should warn you I'm terrible at administrative work. Organization isn't my strength." "That's fine," Xenois said. "I'm terrible at relaxing and not working constantly. Maybe we can balance each other out." I felt a smile tug at my lips. "Maybe we can." "One more thing," Xenois added. "My parents are... a lot. They mean well, but they have questionable judgment about appropriate behavior and boundary-setting. If they pressure you into anything you're uncomfortable with, if they teach you anything illegal or dangerous, if they give you alcohol or involve you in schemes that seem inadvisable—come talk to me or Lumina. We'll intervene."

"Our academy has created a system to improve the education of children, Donna Moretti. They require an activation command to be woken up, and with this command, they will never disobey you in any way. Isn't obedience the law of survival in a Mafia famiglia, Donna Moretti?" Mamma nodded as the realization dawned on her. Dario pushed his way forward. He was a year older than I was and had always made a game of teasing me. He would get the better of me back then, and I would chase him throughout the house. Mamma would eventually scold us both, while Papa would furrow his brow and say that the Moretti famiglia shouldn't be so rowdy. "Go bark like a dog for me, NS-5!" I instantly shrank my neck,

“Happy birthday, little man. Any pretty girls at the party?” “Yes, Uncle Quentin.” “So that’s where he gets his pretty girl obsession. Quentin, you better not teach my son anything weird.” “I’m teaching him the game.” “The single game, you can’t keep a woman.” “ that’s low, Mai.” He frowns. “Come on, little man, mommy hating.” “What’s hating?” I roll my eyes as he walks away while explaining to Jaden. Santana hugs me as Kenya and Jade walk up with their son Xion.

Xander I hate it when someone says that. It usually means something very messed up is about to happen and there is nothing we can do to stop it. “Just say it,” “Aiden is your biological brother,” X says. Damien and I look at each other. We both couldn’t believe it and it couldn’t be true. Could it? “How? I am the only son of both of my parents,” X looks at his screen, “Well, it looks like your father was a hoe.”