You Parents Guide Novels & Stories

When he woke up, he saw his worried mother and his stoic father looking at him. Upon seeing him wake up, his father said, even before his mother could utter a word, “Look at all the stupid things you’ve done! You misjudge people, do whatever you like, and misuse your power… Our company’s reputation is ruined! “To protect the company’s reputation, the board of directors has decided to reclaim your stakes and terminate you as the CEO.” Fred looked at his father’s icy demeanor and suddenly realized how Daphne might have felt when her parents hated and accused her of everything.

And it’s miserable that no one is calling me. My parents, my own parents, have stopped returning my calls. The last time they picked up, I was crying so hard my words tripped over themselves, telling them about what the Hernandez family had done, about how the public now sees me, about the stories going around online. My mother sighed so loud it hurt my ear. My father’s voice was clipped, the way it gets before he says something cruel: “We warned you about playing with people like that.”

I’ll make them pay for this! Theodore let out a derisive laugh when he saw their flashy punk-style profile pictures. Then, with clear sarcasm, he read the two brazen messages aloud in front of my biological parents, Arnold and Eleanor Sedgewick. The fake daughter, Jenna Sedgewick, doubled over laughing. She wiped the tears at the corners of her eyes away, her voice dripping with disdain. “This is hilarious, Willa. You really think those two street-thug parents of yours can take on the Sedgewick family? You’re biting off more than you can chew.”

Adrian remembered his conversation with his father a week ago. Flashback to a week ago "So what are your conditions, Adrian?" Aaron spoke again because his son Adrian hadn't said a word. "I will help take care of the company while you are recovering, and if you want, I will continue to take care of the company for you! But..." Adrian said as he put his hands in his trouser pockets.

“Like a puppy who’s already naked.” “Stop talking. I’m gonna throw up.” “What are you gonna do?” Zia asked, tugging me up to my feet like I was a corpse in gym class. “You can’t go. That’s the Alpha. That’s Lucian’s father. That’s the man who runs this fucking bloodline.” “Maybe he just wants to talk to me about my grades,” I said, even though my voice cracked halfway through the sentence and I knew it was a lie. I was delusional.

That is all the advice I can give you right now. That’s the same thing that my parents said that Stephanie and I will find our mates when the time is right. You know they are both right. How we both go and do some training that will get your mind off finding your mate for a while. Alright, let’s go train and this time I am going to kick your ass. We will see about that little cousin.

I didn’t even realize I was already inside their room where they were both recovering. “Papa, why?” I answered his call. “Anak, I’ve noticed you seem deeply troubled. What’s on your mind?” he asked. “It’s nothing, Pa. Just something bothering me,” I replied. “Whatever it is, Anak, I hope you make the decision with a clear heart and mind. Don’t let negative thoughts take over—let positivity guide you,” he said, making me lift my gaze toward him. There’s really something special about having parents who are always there to give advice and support no matter what problems you’re facing.

"And we'll be happy to answer questions about the business next week during normal office hours." We turned and walked back through the gates before they could shout questions, and by the time we got back to the library I was soaking wet and laughing. "That was insane," I said. "That was perfect," Adrian corrected, kissing me. "They can't manufacture drama if we refuse to give them any." Back at dinner our guests applauded and Adrian's mother stood to make a toast. "I haven't earned the right to give parental advice," she said, her voice shaking. "But I'm going to anyway. Hold onto each other. Life is going to throw everything it can at you, and the only way through is together."

This sounds easy enough, I thought to myself. “But there’s a catch,” the announcer continued, holding up a small black blindfold. “Both parents will be blindfolded. It will be the child’s job to use their Mindlink to guide their searching parent to the waiting parent, as well as the searching parent’s job to use their child’s advice and their own sense of smell to find their partner!”