Afton Family Real Life Face Novels & Stories

the both said. Several of the guys groaned. That make me chuckle. The guys were right it was kind of creepy when they did that. I saw Aphrodite shake her head at her kids. Chris was telling them they were being ridiculous which started an arguing match. Rafail was still sending Blain death glares, but Blain was fully ignoring him. Asher and Brentley were watching the triplets some sort of reality tv show. They kind of were. My daughter looked like she was going to murder Nash if he didn’t stop fretting about every little thing she did. Oh, the happy ^cough dysfunctional cough^ family that we have here.

Even Amy and Jessie get up and pull me up into a tight hug. "Yesterday at Aidens familys get together. He has the pictures on his phone." I said with a shrug. Ok it wasn't a complete lie. We had gone to dinner last night at his parents and recreated the engagment so we had pictures for my family. His mom was more than happy to take several hundred photos it seemed. "I get a daughter, grandchildren, a son and a husband all in one day? Dreams do come true."Margret says laughing.

"Indeed. Now, come, let me introduce you to the rest of the family." We were led around the garden, meeting various members of the D'Amato family. Each introduction was met with polite smiles and a few curious glances. I met almost all the D'Amatos—the sons, Raphael, Michael, and Alexander. I did not know how to place it, but their features, bone structure—all resembled my mother's. They were in their 60s and 50s, but they had this youthful appeal about them, like my mother. The entire time, my mind was racing with questions. Did they know about Cathy? What would their reaction be when they found out? But that was if Cathy, my mother, had been telling the truth about who her family was. It c

Aryan stared at the large TV screen in his office. His mind stopped working. He felt like someone had hit his head with a heavy stone. "This is a joke," he said. His voice was shaking. "Turn it off, Rohan. This is a stupid internet prank." Rohan swallowed hard. He looked very scared. "Sir... it is not a joke. This is live news. Every business channel is showing the same thing. The Rathore family held a press conference ten minutes ago. She is real."

Of course, he still had another choice. Like now, Adonis Arnold was sitting with Gideon Arnold, Agatha Leonard, Vivian Arnold, Tadhg Walter, the atmosphere was very fresh, if not to say the opposite of Adonis Arnold's face. He is the head of the Adonis family, the highest position, now he has to carry his face to see Vivian's family, what is the situation. The Arnold family all knew about this, it felt like his face had just been slapped, and it was slightly swollen.

Her face instantly changed as she saw the trending news about the Price family. Noticing her reaction, Damon quickly signaled her with his eyes. Chrissy understood immediately and quickly hid her expression, deleting the posts. She then retrieved a few photos and showed them to Agatha. "Auntie, look, this is my fiancé. Isn’t he much better looking than Damon?" Agatha looked at the photos and smiled, nodding approvingly. "I have to admit, foreigners really do have good genes—strong eyebrows and big eyes. He does look very masculine."

A small piece of him wanted to feel sorry for her because he was familiar with how Japheth operated, but, after her attempt to give what was his to his selfish cousin, any ounce of remorse for her disposition was nullified. You can’t pick and choose your relatives, and Alford was but a twinkle in the stars when Sheloah’s aunt on her father’s side married King Mortimer. Alford had told Mitzie that he would always fight for family, but Japheth was an exception. “Did she have something to do with my sister getting hurt?” Nolan asked staring at the woman with an arched brow. “Not directly, but indirectly, yes,” Alford responded with a sigh, his eyes still on the weeping waste of a woman.

She may have disliked her eldest son, but she was always a warm and gracious hostess, even to the League. Ashton strode to his chamber and started stripping off his clothes. His shoulder, the one that had taken a bullet last Christmas, still twinged with the occasional phantom pain. The muscles protested as he stretched the arm a few times. He stared into the mirror, startled by his face, which was still dusted with ash from the fire. Lines bracketed his mouth, and a weariness shadowed his eyes. He lookedlike his father, with a pale, ghostly cast to his cheeks and a haunted expression in his eyes. The dark thought made him splash cold water on his face, wiping away the remnants of his person

Now, the truth—her true identity—was laid bare before him. Jeana's expression shifted to disbelief, her lips parting in shock. She exchanged a look with Aaron, her eyes searching for some explanation. “She’s from the Algernon family?” Jeana whispered, barely able to believe her own words. Aaron didn’t respond immediately. He stood frozen, still processing the shock, his mouth hanging open. His hand jerked away from Jeana’s grip, his gaze still locked on Sophie, his brain struggling to comprehend the truth. The Algernon family were well known in the city and Aaron never in his wildest dreams thought the girl he disregarded and hurt could be part of such an outstanding family.

Before I could even make sense of it, Autumn flipped it open and began to read aloud. "February 1, 2024. The real daughter of the Westwood family, Autumn, came home today. She was skinny, dark, and scared of everything. Mom and Dad said she'd suffered a lot out there, and that I should always give in to her, no matter what." As her voice rang out, a giant screen behind the altar flickered to life. A grainy photo appeared. It was Autumn wearing a faded flannel shirt and cheap jeans, standing stiffly in the corner.