Afton Family Portrait Novels & Stories

They were finally free from the terrible things he had done in the past. I find a rare photograph of Atwell and his family, hidden into some old photographs on one of Atwell's wives albums on F******k. The kid looks at the camera, laughing, while Atwell holds him and his wife together. They look happy. Just your mill-of-the-corner, average American trio. But the Mafia never forgets and never forgives. I have to know where they are now. On running a face-detection on the wife and kid, I find my breath catch a hit for the only thing I can find, on the entire open internet, are two obituaries.

The windows were closed, but it was already dark and you could see the moon by the transparency of it. Aria stood up and looked at the place, she almost fell, because a slight dizziness hit her. She leaned in at the desk and was surprised to see a picture of a family: The father, the man best known as his grandfather who had been his tenant for years; a woman with brown hair and green eyes, probably his grandmother; an 18 year old young man whom she knew very well, his father, with deep brown eyes and finally a young man of 13 years old very similar to the previous one, only that he had green eyes.

The girl looks scared to Kevin. I followed them. I went inside too. The house is big, not too much furniture, but there’s a huge plant in a pot at the corner and picture frames hanging on the wall. I went closer to the picture that caught my attention beside the grandfather clock and stared at it. It’s a family picture and it is them. A typical family picture. That consists of a father, of a mother who were standing behind Kevin and the girl. The son and the daughter were sitting next to each other at the front. They were all smiling except for the girl. I looked at her closely. I know there is something in her that she needs help with. It is a simple family portrait or I’d rather say family

However, there was one that caught my eye. It was a family portrait… of the Aubreys. At the back stood Frank, looking as evil as ever, with his predatory smile and his one gold tooth gleaming. Beside him had to be the most beautiful woman ever with golden locks falling onto her shoulders, and in front of them stood two boys, one with dark hair and even darker eyes, and the other with blond hair and eyes just as dark. The dark-haired boy looked like a younger Lewison. He had sharp features and was cold even as a child.

A white letter R, four white wolf figures at different heights on the left side, and a fucking breathtaking hand-painted portrait of their family. Taking it all in I can picture little Colton running around creating chaos with his friends and a little sister trying to follow and be included. I can see lessons taught and learned and wisdom passed down from an Alpha and Luna to their kids. It almost brings tears to my eyes that I can see the life in this house. A fucking beautiful life for a beautiful family. “You’re here!” A smiling blonde rushes in and hugs Colton, followed by a tall, muscle-toned man. Colton pulls her into his arms and smiles. She pulls back and cups his cheek, “You’re look

"I know I'm gay, but I would like totally do that man." Libby rolls her eyes. "No you wouldn't, but seriously the entire family is FINE." She's scrolling on her phone, and shows us another image. This time it's a portrait of the entire family, I easily recognize Aurora her father and Aaron. But I can't really distinguish between Angel and Acher. But Libby is right they are all good looking, and they've all got this regal air hanging around them.

I answered then I opened the photo album and Cassidy & I began to look at the photos. 15hrs 34mins Lucy brings the Afton Family, Emily Family, Henry’s Family, William’s Family & Clara’s Family to participate in this 48hrs challenge. I join in their conservation as I looked at William, Henry, Charlotte & Cassidy “our families are banding together to have a family with Arnold” Henry explained “true but I’m not sure about the missing children's families yet?” I asked myself then I looked up to see the missing children’s families in ghost form. “We accept it to have a family with Arnold,” said Fritz’s father with a smile. I smiled as I looked at Gabriel’s family, Jeremy’s family, Susie’s family,

“I love you, Aurora. I think somewhere in my heart I knew I was incomplete but meeting you and knowing you. I am complete now, that's why I present this to you.” She took a step to the left, the light shone and a picture of two little girls with an older woman holding them showed. “Oh my goodness,” I gasped, trying to keep the tears in, in order not to ruin my makeup. “It's beautiful, Aubrey,” I said, looking at the portrait of what should be the both of us and our mother. “Well, I had to give myself something,” she said and our family picture displayed on a big screen. “I'm definitely buying that one!” Martin yelled and we all laughed.

Viktor asks as he joins me in the living room. I nod. “It’s… wow,” Is all I could get out, and he chuckles as he walks further into the room. He comes to a stop in front of an intricate fireplace and looks up; this is when I notice the colossal family portrait above it. There were two adults with five young boys; the man was large and imposing, jet back shoulder-length hair and fierce dark brown eyes; three of the boys matched his appearance.

“Girls, this Alfred. He will make you comfortable in the drawing room while I find my parents.” “Right this way,” Alfred said. He took us to a room off the small foyer furnished with old, uncomfortable furniture. Alfred left us, and we sat on a couch that faced a brick fireplace. Above the mantle was a large portrait. A much younger Andrew was in it, along with two young women, his parents, and an older woman who had to be his grandmother. “It’s hard to think of those people as my family,” Amy said. “Daisy, get Amy away from this place now,” Diana insisted.