Eremika Family Novels & Stories

Patricia, Dimitri, my siblings, The Elders, and Evelyn were in-between the other groups keeping their distance as best they could. It was odd to know I could see the connections they all had to one another but they couldn’t. I had family in every group, dark, light, god, goddess, witch and angel. Emerial came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist kissing my shoulder. Our essence mixed and I felt all the love he had for me and our family. “Do you feel the connection you have to all of them?” Emerial asked me. “I do. How did you know?” I asked him turning around in his arms.

ERIKA Erika always wondered why there was a need for that much service at his house because he was the only one living there. But as she looked up at the family photograph placed on the mantle on the other side of the table, she was reminded that his family had temporarily moved to Italy for Nigel's bother's treatment. It was a pretty big family he had and by the way they were rich, it made sense why he had servants and security. Erika knew he was the kind of man to try and give it his best to make sure his family had it easy. He just was that kind, a total family person.

I have been good at repressing them but now that my life is at peace they have begun to intrude much more frequently. My father’s family is filled with a bunch of bad characters. The kind of people who do drugs and prostitute their bodies. The kind that would steal from their own family and abuse their own children. The kinds of people that make up the worst of the worst of society. My father was not a bad person, he was just absent. Always at work or gone living his own life. His younger brother Pete, on the other hand was a despicable person. I loved him at first, when he first showed up at our house after being gone traveling for many years. I remember meeting him and him showing up with

Isak said with a bite in his tone. “She must be really protective of you.” Esmeray added with a quivering smile, keeping her tears at bay. “You have no idea. My mother, grandmother, aunt, godfather, they all are very overprotective of me.” Isak found himself easing around Esmeray while talking about his family, completely unaware of the fact that he shared more than blood with Esmeray. They were cut from the same clot, they had shared the same womb. "You have a godfather too?" Esmeray asked in a wistful whisper as a heart-wrenching sob threatened to break through her lips.

"Didn't you hear me that I don't need your help?" "And didn't I tell you that I am your family?" He shot back. Emmaline squeezed her eyes and tried to calm herself down. Once her temper lowered, she peered at him and scoffed, "Which family? The ones who had confined me within the four walls and are torturing me. Well, sorry but I would die rather than accept help from you. Especially the person who gifted me with a painful scar on my back." She spoke with clenched teeth. Zion sighed. She continued glowering at him but what left her shocked was the remorse shining in his forest hues.

It was almost as if I had already made up my mind that Azura was telling the truth and Emmet was probably hiding a lot of shit from me. "Was she? She didn’t really seem the type to get into other’s business." I replied. Emmet was a friend, one I trusted with almost everything… The only thing I had kept from him was Azura being my mate and what was between Jackie and I… I know the reason I didn’t tell him about Azura being my mate was because, just like me he hated the Elite. Emmet's and Eric’s father was killed by Rayhan Rossi, for the crimes committed against Delsanra under Endora’s reign. In turn, their mother passed away less than six months later. Leaving two more orphans in a pack that