Novel & Cerita Biological Family

What a shame. Even though he was famous for being ruthless and deeply intimidating, Adam actually cared very much about his family. Ah, Bia was Bian's mother, right? The biological mother of his great-grandson meant she was family too. He cleared his throat, pulling the simple girl's attention back from her daze.

Senna said. "My parents," she said. "The Sterling family model. The same thing Lyanna is expressing from a slightly different direction." She looked at the window. "It's interesting that the biological family I didn't know and the adoptive family that damaged me have the same model." "Is it surprising," Senna said. She thought about it. "No," she said. "The supernatural world has been running on that model for a very long time. It's not specific to one family. It's the culture."

“I’ve been thinking about biology again. About how I have Mama’s eyes and Papa N’s brain for patterns. But Elena doesn’t look like any one of you exactly, and that’s okay. It makes me wonder what family really means.” Nikolai answered carefully, as he always did with the big questions. “Family is the people who choose you and keep choosing you. Biology is just one thread. We have many.” Mae added brightly, “And I’m the glitter thread!” Elena laughed. “Exactly. I used to hate explaining us. Now I write about it because I want other kids to know they’re not broken for having complicated families.” Anya listened as each person contributed—the children with fresh perspectives, the men with hard-

"You aren't his son! You aren't a West! You are a biological stranger to the man whose name you carry!" "Biology isn't family," Noah said. He walked to the table. He placed his hands on the cold metal surface, leaning down until he was eye-to-level with her. "I have a daughter who isn't biologically mine," Noah said. "Emma. I didn't make her. But I am her father. I am the one who holds her when she cries. I am the one who builds her castles." He looked at Vivian with pity. "I have a brother," Noah continued. "Julian. We share half our DNA. But that's not why we're brothers. We're brothers because we chose to stand together in a boardroom while you tried to destroy us."

“I’ve had it up to here with you!” If she was shedding crocodile’s tears before, her tears became real. I could tell from the way her lips trembled. I could barely hear Hazel excuse herself from the room but I kinda expected that she would do that to give my kids and me some space. I didn’t drop my glare as I lashed out at Katie, “Become a family again, you say? When were you ever a family with him? When was he ever in the picture? Our biological family? Tsk! I and Kyle are your biological family and the people of Black Fur are the family that raised you. Have you suddenly forgotten that because you like the idea of having a bio

Introduction: I was flesh grabbed; double daddy manhandled, body mauled, as I had never been before. Well, I suppose I’d never been explored by two guys simultaneously. ************************* Family, it’s who you are. When I was young, nuclear was the standard with two biological parents. I didn’t need a DNA test; I looked like my mum: the same chin, the exact sharpish nose, honeyed blonde hair and her sparkling light blue eyes. As a teenager, thankfully, I got her great boobs too. A nuclear family, alright, very appropriate, it split and exploded.

And on that, I'm still uncertain of what to say. My Master pauses, then seems to feel the need to fill the silence. "None of us will be left bereft. Lost. Abandoned. Whatever children our group produces will be protected, loved... cherished.... Alright, so the first child is, biologically speaking, yours and mine. The second will be Beth's and Richard's. And you have promised the next to Michael. But the biological relationships are beside the point. Children need a loving family. Ours will always have that. So long as they are nurtured and raised by adults who love them, what does the exact parentage matter?" "I'm... never sure what to make of Richard."

"It's just because of this that his Second Uncle hasn't been quiet all these years. It's also because if he hadn't fought for it, he probably wouldn't have gotten anything from the Klein Family." Hearing this, Natalie said worriedly, "Although it's understandable, if only the Klein family knows about it, they will not allow them, right?" "Even if the whole world knows that Mark is not a biological son, they won't be allowed." After that, John added, "Brother and sister without blood relations can only be established biologically, but theoretically and reasonably, they are not allowed to do so..." "Now that you mention it, it's really troublesome!" "Thus, taking into consideration that this m

Perhaps I have finally lost the tentative hold on my sanity, but I still reach out, nonetheless. It was warm and enticing, as if promising never to harm me, and jumped from his palm and into mine. Then it was under my control. How fascinating it was indeed. “Quick question. Anyone that’s biologically related to me or mated to someone in my biological family can share abilities and whatnot. Would this possibly extend to anyone related as well?” Elle asked curiously. Anthony’s head tilted to the side as he thought but ended up shrugging. “I’m not certain, but we can try it. Our family also has a similar type of connection, so it might work similarly.”

I rolled my eyes at Ziora, “Grandpa, why isn't Mother around?” “Doreen,” Surprise embraced my face when I heard Father called out excitedly, “I'm glad you made it.” “Grandpa, you said family members only,” Brayon gritted. “Doreen is my mother, she is the mother to the first child of this family, which also means a family member,” I said with seriousness to an angry Brayon. I wouldn't have defended Doreen but I didn't like the way he spoke. “Wow, blood is thicker than water,” Brayon scoffed, “Now, you are biologically part of this I would like to see your true colors.”