Novel & Cerita You Can't Raise A Man

he said standing up. “Those are all wonderful, but that’s not in the cards for me. No man would ever want to raise another man’s child. I don’t think that’s in the cards for me.” I tell him honestly. I wanted to believe I’d meet someone who’d love me and Harry but, I need to be realistic. Men don’t want to raise another man’s child. No sane man would want that. “There are men out there who would sell their souls to be with you…” he says.

But I wasn’t like him. “You really are pathetic.” My voice came out low and firm. “A man too small to understand that fatherhood isn’t genetic. It’s presence, courage, and love. Three things you’ve never been capable of offering anyone—not as a father, not as a husband, not even as a human being.” His smile vanished. His eyes narrowed with contained fury.

She really didn’t understand his way of thinking. “He made us into men. Not fagots… He made us into men. I know if I ever got married I can provide and support my family. I will never not be able to give them everything. I know that… My father made it so. He did not raise a loser. Did not raise a pretty boy who waxes his eyebrows and shaves his legs… He raised a man.” “You are very chauvinistic… Sexist… Not a good thing to be today’s world.”

He’s not going to leave me over a baby. That should be expected of any man, of course, but in this day and age it’s not unusual for a woman to find herself with a child and no father to help raise them. It’s unfair that the men have all the power, but thankfully I don’t need to fear Lev misusing his. The anxious heat in my body turns to shivering cold as I finish crying, and I curl up against him for warmth. He tries to pull away, but I don’t allow it, clinging to his shirt like I’d die without him.

He was being crazy! “Because he’s just a kid. He can’t take care of you the way I can. No. I can do so much more than what that boy can. You said it yourself, he’s just as kid, but I, I’m a man. I can take care of your needs the way no other man in this whole planet can,” he said, lowering his face, and skimmed his nose lightly over mine and then down my cheek. Then, I got it.

I will rise my child to be good and have passion for his mate from a young age, so he wouldn't make the mistake that his father and brothers did and I can only hope. THE END

I slam my hand against my dresser in frustration, fed up with all her accusations. “I’m not going to prove anything to you!” She scoffs and moves closer to where I’m standing. “You don’t have anything to prove. The one thing you could do to repay the man who raised you is already too difficult for you.” I close my eyes, pulling my hair. This old woman will drive me mad. “And how exactly will marrying his son be a way to repay him!?” I ask when I finally pull myself together.

“Susan shouldn’t be allowed to do this.” “Exactly! You don’t just take someone’s role when they can’t fight for it,” I add, my voice rising again.

Then they'd tossed me aside like I was nothing. Was I really just that stupid? My hands curled into fists. "No," I said. Their faces went stiff, like it had never occurred to them that kind, accommodating Elaine might just say no. I frowned, pretending to be annoyed. "Even if we wanted to adopt, we can't just take in any kid. "Didn't you hear the nurse? The fever might've messed him up mentally. What's the point of raising someone who'll be useless when he grows up?" I sighed. "Stuart, Rosie, don't take this the wrong way, but let's be real—if anyone's at fault, it's his ungrateful parents.

I refused to raise a son who would tremble whenever someone threatened him. "I will not raise my son to be weak," my voice broke through the silence. “Whether you accept or not is your business.” Varko's eyes hardened. "And I won't let you raise him to become a monster like you.” My breath caught. "Maybe if your mother had made you stronger,” I replied immediately. “You wouldn't have spent your life making pathetic choices." The moment the words left my mouth, Varkos’s entire body went rigid. One second, he was standing a few feet away from me.