Afton Family Real Life Novels & Stories

After guarding the nation's border for ten years, I return home only to see my younger sister, Piper Wright, being trampled under someone’s foot. "Where did this country bumpkin come from? How dare you show up at a place like this?" The man in a suit throws an invitation in her face. "Take a look at yourself. What do you think you are? My sister is Velda Mercer, the top socialite of Hyporion. If you offend me, I will have your whole family thrown into the river!" I smash his nose with a single punch. I help Piper to her feet and dial Velda's number. "Velda Mercer, if it were not for me back then, you would still be begging for food. How dare you bully my sister?"

At dinner, Tiffany White grabs my fiance's phone and spends 100 thousand dollars on a designer bag. She even sticks her tongue at me. "Come on, Meredith. You're loaded. You won't mind such a small amount, right? Shawn and I share everything. His money is my money," she says. Everyone at the table waits for me to lose my temper or smile and let it slide like a saint. Instead, I calmly take out a voice recorder and my laptop from my bag and adjust my gold-rimmed glasses. "100 thousand meets the threshold for criminal filing. Since you said you two share everything, I have to ask—is this embezzlement or an illegal transfer tied to an improper personal relationship? "Oh, and what you just said about 'his money is my money'? I recorded that. According to the supplemental clauses in our prenup and the company bylaws, I'm officially initiating an asset-freezing order against Shawn Harrison." I turn to Tiffany. "Enjoy your free meals in prison, Ms. White." Shawn is livid. "It was just a joke, Meredith. Is it really necessary to ruin me over this?" I hit the "enter" key. "Sorry. In my book, there are no jokes—only bad debt."

"How can you say that about me, Nathan? I never had a kid!" Aaron Fuller protests. My wife, Jenny Green, stands protectively in front of him. "That's enough! You can't slander Aaron just because you're jealous of him. Just you wait, Nathan. I haven't settled the score with you for calling Aaron this afternoon and insulting him!"

Evelyn Carter’s wolf awakened when she was eighteen. The Moon Goddess pointed her to Adrian Blackwood—the strongest Alpha of the most powerful wolf tribe. She thought it was a blessing from fate. But for six long years, she was a Luna no one cared about. Charlotte Whitmore, Adrian’s childhood friend, stayed by his side always. Evelyn’s son Ethan was taught to call that woman “Mom”. Not even on her birthday night did she get a single word of care from her mate. Evelyn broke her Mate Bond with Alpha Adrian. She left with nothing and vanished beyond Moonfall City’s borders. Five years later, a hit drama brought her back to Moonfall City. No one knew the truth about the abandoned former Luna. She’s a top screenwriter. She’s an awakened heir to the ancient Silver Wolf bloodline. She’s also the closed-door disciple of a medical legend. A four-year-old girl stays by her side. She has ash-blue eyes and soft golden-brown hair—just like the man Evelyn never wants to mention again. Alpha Adrian smelled that familiar, soul-stirring scent again in the elevator of Saint Aurelia Medical Center. It finally hit him: she wasn’t just throwing a fit. She really didn’t want him anymore. And why did this little girl—who called him “Uncle”—make his wolf roar wildly? Roar that they shared the same blood?

The year I turned sixteen, the water supply of Moonlight Pack was contaminated. A desperate, burning thirst spread through every household. Owen was the one who found me half-dead and carried me home. His parents didn't just open their door to me. They shared what little water and food they had left. Everyone said it was because we were fated mates, destined to be together. But anyone could see the truth. His family loved me from the bottom of their hearts. The year I turned twenty, Owen asked me to be his mate. He gave me a silver dagger he'd forged with his own hands. He said that when he wasn't by my side, this dagger would protect me in his place. That very night, I used it to kill everyone in his family.

To save my unconscious Alpha fiancé, I got trapped in a glacial crevasse on the frozen mountain. I tried to reach him through our bond ninety-nine times, but he blocked me out completely. When he finally found me seven days later, his first words were an accusation. "Elara damaged her eyes trying to save me, and you just had to cause trouble right now!" "You're a trained mountain warrior. How could you get trapped in a small crevasse for seven days?" "I've had enough of your games. Let's break off our engagement." He thought I would cry and argue like before. But I just nodded. "Okay." He didn't know I hit my head when I fell trying to save him. In seven days, I would completely forget him. But when I finally left him completely as he'd promised, he went crazy, searching the world and begging me back.

A promise that Phyllis Lu made when she was only five years old will lead her to marry her superstar idol. If she was in love with the said idol, she would be extremely happy. However, her heart is with someone else. She had an unrequited love with her internet friend, whom she had never even met. How will she lead a married life if she has another person in her heart?

Veronica Murphy has always lived in the shadows—abducted at birth, raised in poverty, and forced to watch her identical sister, Tiffany, enjoy the life that should have been hers. But one fateful night changes everything: while delivering food, she risks her life to save a bloodied stranger from a burning Ferrari—unaware that the man she just saved is Matthew Kings, the cold, ruthless heir of one of Bloomstead’s most powerful families. Her bravery earns her nothing but danger. Recognized as Tiffany by Matthew’s family, Veronica is pulled into a world of wealth, manipulation, and family politics she never asked to enter. Betrayed and powerless, she must endure lies, stolen credit, and the threat of losing her adoptive parents’ lives—all while navigating the tangled desires of a man who is as dangerous as he is irresistibly handsome. When Tiffany steps in to claim the credit for Veronica’s life-saving act, Matthew is drawn to the wrong woman, and Veronica is left to watch from the sidelines…until the truth surfaces, and her patience turns into vengeance. In a world ruled by power, deception, and obsession, Veronica must fight to reclaim her identity, protect her family, and survive a man who could either be her greatest enemy—or the one she can never forget.

On the day we're supposed to fill in our future universities, my childhood friend, Emma Slater, who's smart enough to attend a first-rate university, doesn't hesitate to fill a community university as the university she wants to attend the most. All of our classmates are stunned, to say the least. They quickly tell me to stop Emma from submitting that form. But I just smile at them faintly. "It's fine. I completely respect Emma's wishes." No one knows that I've been reborn. In my previous life, Ezekiel Smith, the low income student who had transferred into our class, claimed that he was a transmigrator who was here to save Emma. If both of them couldn't get into the same university, he'd get eradicated by the system. Emma kept obeying Ezekiel's every command, as though she was under his spell. I didn't have the heart to see her give up on her future, so I exposed Ezekiel's lies on the spot. At the same time, I managed to switch Emma's future university back to Kingswell University and Bellsgrave University right before the due date was up. While Emma did get to study at a prestigious university with me, Ezekiel ended up jumping off a building at the third-rate university. In his suicide note, he kept pointing fingers at me and claiming that I was the reason he failed his conquest, which led to his eradication. Because of that, Emma hated my guts to the point that she pushed me off the campus' rooftop, resulting in my own death. Now that I've gotten reborn again, I just want to watch Emma fall into the abyss.

During the Thanksgiving holiday week, my husband, Caleb Whitman, keeps working overtime. I feel sorry for how hard he's working, so I take over all the household chores. While doing the laundry, I pull a food delivery receipt from the pocket of his coat. Everything on the order appears to be intended for a pregnant woman. It has bone broth, baked salmon, and fresh seasonal vegetables. It's obvious that everything was chosen with care. There's even a note that says, "For an expectant mother. Keep it low in oil and salt. Make sure the utensils are sterilized." The delivery was sent to a luxury apartment above Caleb's office building. I crumple the receipt, let out a cold laugh, and deliberately call him during lunch. "So, when's the baby shower for your kid? Don't forget to send me an invite."