Dearest Family Novels & Stories

We are a family, bound by love, and there is nothing in this world that can compare to the joy we have found in each other. -The End-

“Maya says whatever enters her brain. Don''t mind her.” He set the towel down slowly, attention fixing fully on her. “I meant what I said before. I’m not going to pressure you.” A pause. “But pretending this is simple for me isn’t exactly working anymore either.” Anna swallowed hard. “You stopped being just family a long time ago,” he said quietly. “Honestly? Probably the second you showed up at my door pretending you were fine when you clearly weren’t.” Her chest tightened. “We’re still cousins.” “Barely” he corrected softly, stepping a little closer.

As a family. Official-official forever.

has no right to talk back to a family with the definition of "Perfect." {* Having no flaws or defects; faultless. * Exactly right or fitting for a particular purpose. * Surpassing all others in quality or excellence.} Mother: Come on now, dear, she doesn't have memories or a definition. It's not her fault she was born less fortunate than us. Kamaiel: Be that as it may, Mirantha, she is old enough to hear it. On Deidra, the Sylvaburn family is the second most revered family on the planet. Do you know why?

Dester was the son she always wanted and when he died she made it her duty to make me and my family’s life a living hell. That Diego would think that I killed his brother Dester is just outrageous. “Welcome to your new home.” Leanor said as we both walked down from the car into the mansion.

It didn't take more than a couple hours for the rest of the town to know what had happened to the Carrigan's family. It wasn't nothing new, but it seemed that rumours flew like trees in a storm. Richard had heard people mumbling about the disappearance of his daughter, about how it had been a terrible accident and how it was hard for them to look at their son.

“Yes, there are four big names in this area. First the Family of the Cassimiros, then the family of the Cajilig and the family of the Rondillas at the far end of this cougar, and finally the Family of your Madam hear other information. Maybe Mother Becka noticed that so she suddenly continued. "Of the four families, you have the highest status, but the first family I mentioned has the most disgusting personality," he continued. "How can you be upset—" "Knock! Knock! I miss you, My Wife!" "Mom!" "Mameeee!" I was slapped on the forehead when Mother Becka stopped speaking because the three of them suddenly entered the room, still sweating profusely and panting.

“Well, I mean, I don’t have anyone I can call family, so I guess the family guest list is going to come from your side.” “Oh dear.” Doreen flashed him a sad smile. “I know it must’ve been hard growing up without a family, but don’t forget that you have us. My dear Michael, may his soul rest in peace, was right. You’re part of our family. And don’t you forget that, okay?” “Thank you so much, Doreen. You don’t know how happy it makes me to hear you say that,” Liam said softly, tears glistening in his eyes.

The rest of the night passed without a single second of sleep. Every time I tried to slip into a dream, the shadow of that dark glint in Adrian’s eyes pulled me back to reality. His low voice, uttering the word "vanish," echoed against the towering ceiling of my room. Who exactly was this family my mother had just married into? Victor appeared to be a respectable man with a philanthropic smile, but his only son spoke as if he were both judge and executioner in a world beyond the reach of the law.

Especially family. "Thank you all for being here. For celebrating with me. For supporting my journey. For believing in my dreams. Especially my family. My mother who fought for me. My father who raised me. My siblings who supported me. My extended family who loved me. You made this possible. You made me possible. Thank you."