Fam Fiction Novels & Stories

My sister Mia and I both had a crush on Alpha Felix. But Mia was sweet and knew exactly how to act cute. Felix only had eyes for her—just like our parents. Even when Mia and I competed for the position of Chief Beta, Felix chose her without a second thought. So, I left the pack in a fit of anger, determined to make a name for myself. Six years later, I became the strongest female Alpha in North America, leading the Crimson Pack. But my family and Felix knew none of this. That is, until I heard that Felix’s Crescent Pack was facing a severe financial crisis and desperately needed a powerful ally to survive. I looked at my schedule and let out a soft smirk. The name written next to the 10:00 A

I bring my girlfriend, Madeline Conway, back to my village hometown to meet my parents and discuss marriage plans. Mom and Dad grin slyly as they say, "You're going to have to be careful with your belongings after marrying Jasper, Maddie." My younger brother, Justin Norman, bursts out in laughter. He scoffs and says, "You probably don't know this, Maddie, but Jasper stole Mom's gold necklace when he was little. Dad locked him up in the storeroom all day and night and still couldn't get a confession out of him." The moment he says that, Mom and Dad smack the table and burst into laughter. My grip on my fork tightens as I fight to contain my anger and anguish. "I said I never stole it."

I chewed the apple and said, a little muffled, "Yeah, sounds great. Is Dad paying?" My father, who had just walked by, shouted, "Of course. Buy whatever you want. If it makes you happy, I'll buy the whole auction house." See? This was life in a wealthy family. Simple and, honestly, a little boring. Sure, every now and then, some clueless idiot would show up and try to stir things up. But as long as we stuck together, nothing could really touch us. After all, we were a happy, loving family.

“Naomi, I thought you’d grown up, but you remain petty. “What’s wrong with accommodating Charlotte a little? It’s just a spot in the orchestra.” Was it just a spot, though? I turned to him indifferently. As it turned out, my shared dream with my mother meant nothing to them. It wasn’t even worth more than Charlotte’s passing whim. For years, Charlotte had everyone in the family wrapped around her little finger through her sugar-coated lies and hypocritical acts. Meanwhile, I was always the insensible and inconsiderate daughter.

Megan’s POV A "normal" family dinner in the Trent mansion was a contradiction in terms. In my old life, dinner was a plastic bowl of mac and cheese eaten on a sofa that smelled like old fabric softener, with a cartoon playing in the background to keep Liam occupied while I checked my bank balance. Here, it was an event.

the Shared-Sense System asked. I looked at Rayden, the brother who had just kicked me. Then I glanced at my second brother, Nelson Tandham. He stood at the railing in wire-rim glasses, cheering as if this were a sporting event. Finally, I looked at my eldest brother, Justin Tandham. He was the one who made the decision back then. He was the one who turned me into a human psychic shield. Choosing felt impossible, so I stopped trying to be fair. "Can I bind all of them?" I asked. "Every member of my family."

She doesn't deserve you at all! "Enough!" Dad interrupted loudly, looking at his crude daughter in disbelief. "Adriana, how can you talk about your sister like that? She was disfigured because of you! And Jonathan is your sister's husband. How can you harbor such thoughts? If people heard this, the Lane family's reputation would be ruined!" Mom opened her mouth, seemingly somewhat disapproving. "I think it's fine, actually. Love is about mutual feelings, isn't it?" Hearing that, I could not help but laugh.

Told me from birth, that I would be the next ‘Romancer’: the man who handles the whores, grooms the girls, and keeps the elite clients satisfied. At twenty-five, I’ve already secured over thirty high-end women for our top clients, and the list keeps growing. I’m fucking great at my job. And I love it. We are The Familia. One of the most ruthless crime families in the U.S. and Italy, bound by blood and legacy. We rule through loyalty and fear. We pride ourselves on tradition. But the truth? We’re still just spoiled brats doing what Mommy and Daddy tell us to. They say tradition keeps our culture alive. The good, the bad, and especially the ugly.

It was her idea of a disguise. Her father, Barney Sky, was a thick figure in Hollywood, people were curious about what went on in his and his family’s lives. She included. “I just might consider that…” I muttered and she laughed before plopping on the single sofa in the changing room. “Or you’re loyal to your boy toy?” She teased referring to Micheal. “You play a little too much,” I replied casually and climbed towards the stage. “I’ll be back in ten!” ***** What Brianna didn’t tell me was the sort of crowd we had tonight.

"Emma, will Michael and I understand love like you do when we're twelve?" "You'll understand it differently because you've seen it work from the start." I helped Michael pick a color for Uncle Thomas's vegetables. "But yes, you'll get that families are people who keep choosing each other, especially when it's hard." The door opened, and I heard laughing as Elena told stories about her book and Dad asked about business tips. Uncle Lucas and Aunt Sarah were talking about whether their baby should hear family stories from birth or wait until they understand the difference between stories and real life.