Eremika Family Novels & Stories

In order for everyone to enjoy family get-togethers and reunions, her father Ernest killed fatty hogs and hired skilled chefs and assistants. Since Ericka has delayed her menstruation and was still acting like a child while her childhood playmates were in full bloom, one of Ericka's best, attractive childhood relatives—whom the family finds amusing due to her attractive face and fashion sense—finally takes notice of her that family reunion.

Came out Erika's happy voice. "Congratulations. I am happy for you." I said. "Thank you again." She spoke. She was happy. She would be able to be with the love of her life, Emily. For whom, Erika sacrificed so much. Her shitty family abused her and her lover a lot. They pressurized her, cornered her to get married to me for more wealth and power. Even though she was attracted to women, her family didn’t pay any heed to her. She was a family friend. I didn’t like her much. She was spoiled.

My heart began to pound faster as I stared at Mama wide eyed. “You might have heard rumors of what Emeres are? They are spirit children, immortals that chose to be born as children into mortal families again and again. But that is not where I am going.” Mama sat up straight on the couch, pushing the bottom fold of her wrapper between her thighs. “What do you know of witches?” “Wi- witches?” I stuttered. “Nothing.” Mama smiled. “But you called them that day and they came to you.”

was her smug answer. “Yeah, but what if Em—” I stopped mid-word when I realized what I just said. “He won’t attack you, would he? Even after everything that has happened to him, he’s still your son.” Kenna’s grip tightened on the steering wheel, but she managed to drive smoothly. “I don’t know why, but Emiel has avoided me and his father so far. All his anger seems to be directed only at Erick. It’s strange. The last time twins were born in our family, the forsaken twin went after his parents as soon as he was old enough to kill, but Emiel never did.”

he asked, furiously scrubbing his hand over his face as he tried to remember the old family trees of the of the family. "She is my cousin's granddaughter," Jasmin said with a sly grin, watching him make the connections. "It was far too easy to send her to Nigaland, the authority already did half the work for me, splitting up my family and sending them all over the world, Emma was just another transfer. I knew you would fuck up eventually, I didn't expect it to happen so quickly, and mating a B-Class, it doesn't get more fucked up than that. I knew one of them would catch themselves a traitor soon enough, that they would restore the honour you have taken from our family. Emma was only too hap

“I’ve heard of this, but – the men of the Goreng family are stationed at the border. How could one suddenly appear here?” Emma chuckled softly. “Exactly. They were supposed to guard the border, but suddenly rushed back home. Unfortunately, we have no evidence. Otherwise, this would be a crime of the Goreng family.” The Goreng family had a Duke, undoubtedly the most solid support. The Lycan king also valued him. Normally, he wouldn’t touch the pillars of the state, but the extremity of a thing must produce an opposite reaction, overflowing water will flood. Currently, the Goreng family was a blazing fire being fueled, extremely bright. Who could say this prosperity would last forever? Emma ca

Her mommy was her buttomline! Emery laughed warmly. “That would be amazing, Coco! I can’t wait for you to grow up so you can babysit him for me.” Ellora sighed, playfully rolling her eyes. “You’re impossible, Emery! Just use a nanny!” Emery pouted, shaking her head. “I can’t trust someone else with my baby. I only trust my family.” She was born in such a dangeous family that she could not trust outsiders. There were people out to kill her family and she did not wanted someone harmful near her son.

Emelda started to explain. “What sort of thoughts?” Yemanja pressed on. “It's about the royal family. It's about the brothers, Darius and Lucius.” Emelda turned her face away from her grandma as she admitted to the battle that had been going on in her head. “What is it about the royal family,” Yemanja was almost certain of what it is that Emelda wanted to tell her. She could almost already tell. She had sensed it, seen it even but she still wanted to hear the words from her granddaughter's lips.

She was humbled by theirstories and resilience, and she grew to admire their strength and courage. As Emma delved deeper into her own family's history, she uncovered more long-held family secrets that shook her to the core. She discovered that her great-grandfather had not only been a member of the human supremacist group, but he had also played a key role in planning and executing the attack on the shifters. Emma was devastated, realizing the extent of her family's involvement in the violence and discrimination against the shifter communit She confronted her remaining family members, who were initially defensive and in denial. But as Emma presented the evidence she had gathered, they could

She looks quite cute when she is smiling and not hollering at me, but I know it won’t last for long. “Oh, yeah. Sorry about earlier… that is just how my family is. Jade is the third born of the family — he is the one that got you in, and Luka is the one who wanted to fight with you; he is our big brother, and then there is Emre, the second born. I think something is happening in the family business, and I know that no one is going to tell me anything,”