Fam Fiction Novels & Stories

“Don’t get me wrong I do but I’m worried. You are always indoors. You are growing up and you need to get out there, enjoy the world.” “I’m enjoying my world.” “What is your book all about?” “Crime fiction.” “Am I supposed to know about that?” “Ah dad. Where do I even start from?” Her father looked at her. “Ok just know that it’s about the most notorious family in Zambia.” “Notorious?” “Yes. The family is the most feared in the country. No one crosses their path. Whoever does, gets killed. On top of that, they have connections everywhere. The police cannot touch them. No one touches them.”

It's finally here! Finding Us, formerly known as ‘Crazy About Boys | Finding The One’ when it was originally written on Wattpad, is a New Adult Fiction novel, which is a subgenre of Romance. Since there isn't a New Adult Fiction tag, I'm forced to use the Romance tag. However, there isn't much of a difference, except the aforementioned explains the book better.

After the accident, I came home in clothes soaked with blood. Mom and Dad took one look at the bandages covering me and immediately asked what had happened. I clenched my fists and said, “Car accident. My phone’s emergency SOS automatically sent my location to my emergency contacts and tried calling them. Mom, you hung up. Dad, you never even checked the alert.” I thought they would apologize and promise that they would never ignore an emergency alert again. Instead, Mom frowned. “Why would you put down my number? You know I have a heart condition. What if I suddenly got an emergency alert like that and passed out from the shock?” Dad waved a hand dismissively. “My blood pressure is hi

A sleepy little boy wandered out and ran straight to him, all clingy. "Daddy, I wanna see my sister! Mommy said she's making potato salad and baked ribs tonight. She can't break her promise!" I stared at the kid. He looked just like Talia. All those late nights—I thought she was grinding for her career. Turns out, she was running a whole other family. And me? I'd never even had a single meal she cooked. On the table sat a fresh family photo—four of them. Talia in Danny's arms, their son beside them, their newborn in hers.

And there were still dozens and dozens more that I hadn't touched. These stories were addicting. And as I continued to read through them, I felt my body heating up more and more. To an insane level, frankly. Almost as bad as it was just a few days ago. I also discovered that my main addiction was the daddy-daughter stories. They were completely my favorites. I'd probably need to talk to a therapist at some point to figure out why that was. (That was the little joke I made up to lighten the mood in my head.)

He added with a smile, and a sideways glance towards his wife. “Trust me, taking after you in everything is not always a good thing.” Thea teased her husband, while Zaine shook his head with embarrassment. I found myself smiling again. This, to me, was just normal family life. My parents acted the exact same way towards one another, and teased me and my brother too. I considered it totally normal. So, why Zaine would dread returning home was beyond me.

She was going out with him tonight and thought she needed to be ready for her first date with her son. Faith decided on a story. It was entitled 'Making out with mom.' She began to read. After a wonderful story, the site suggested several similar stories. She once again checked the time and chose 'Is It Incest if I didn't Know?'

“It’s too tied up in movie culture, and that’s just not real life. We refer to ourselves as an extended family.” I couldn’t stop the laugh that burst out of me. “Family? That’s a much more cliché term right there. Cheek-kissing, back-slapping… the works.” My parents were finding new levels of not laughing inside of themselves. “Well, sometimes real life emulates fiction,” Mum snapped. “It’s a general enough word for a group of people who share a connection that is difficult to sever. And we don’t go in for cheek-kissing or… whatever that other thing you said was.”

Now, here I sat years later surrounded by family and friends who were all determined that Jude and I would succeed. Our family tree might have started off with different roots, but over the years our trunks had grown together until the branches now wove an artistic tapestry of love. It wasn't born from DNA or bloodlines but by choice. And we were all connected by those family ties. The End 2 1

“Don’t get me wrong I do but I’m worried. You are always indoors. You are growing up and you need to get out there, enjoy the world.” “I’m enjoying my world.” “What is your book all about?” “Crime fiction.” “Am I supposed to know about that?” “Ah dad. Where do I even start from?” Her father looked at her. “Ok just know that it’s about the most notorious family in Zambia.” “Notorious?” “Yes. The family is the most feared in the country. No one crosses their path. Whoever does, gets killed. On top of that, they have connections everywhere. The police cannot touch them. No one touches them.”